99 degrees of favor

Chapter 1311 You and I, the two culprits, should die

How does he know everything? ?

The man was shaking with horror as he saw him pull a syringe and a bottle of colorless liquid from his coat pocket.

"..." I wanted to speak out, but nothing came out of my throat.

"You and Tianqi look very similar, but it doesn't mean you have his life." The old man calmly drew the medicine into the syringe, with a slightly tired voice, "Of course you live longer than him, but it doesn't mean you live longer than him." Well done. He must be happy to have Joey with him in the underworld, but what about you?"

"..." The man's eyes were full of fear.

Seeing that all the liquid had been drawn into the syringe by him.

The man knew that the medicine this time must be unusual.

Because the person holding the syringe today is the old man, not those two crazy women.

Once today's medicine is injected into the body, there is only one possibility waiting for him, and that is death.

"I hate myself too." The old man pushed the air out of the syringe, and under the bright light, his cloudy eyes stared at the liquid, "If I hadn't insisted that Tian Qi marry Ye Fu back, then these Tragedy would never happen, and you would not take advantage of it."

Holding the syringe, the old man looked at him and said with emotion, "Don't be afraid on the road to Huangquan, I will accompany you." As he spoke, he reached out and shook the man's trembling hand.

"No..." The voice in the throat was weak, but the meaning of rejection was obvious.

Because of the high tension, the man's body convulsed badly.

"This is euthanasia, specially prepared for you." The old man locked his eyes on him, and slowly moved the needle closer to him.

"..." The man's throat was as dry as a fish out of water, and the panic in his eyes reached the extreme.

Before the needle went in, he said, "I've reached the end of my lifespan, and I can't live more than three days, so... let's be companions on the road."

The man's eyes were full of extreme fear, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

His trembling body almost slipped out of the wheelchair.

The needle stuck into the back of his hand, the old man's expression was firm and his face was condensed, "..." His fingers holding the syringe trembled, watching the liquid pushed into the man's body little by little, his face full of vicissitudes was calm and calm.

Let it end, let it all end.

The spasm of the body gradually disappeared, the needle was pulled out, and the old man threw away the syringe casually.

A short distance away, he and the man looked at each other, and the old man held his hand, feeling his gradually fading body temperature.

The man leaned back in the wheelchair and had given up struggling.

His will began to slacken.

The old man said, "Actually, I hate you too, so I didn't stop Ye Fu and the others from their absurd behavior."

"Twenty-three years of torture can't eliminate my hatred for you, but I hate myself even more, because I was the one who broke the game in the first place."

"It's time to end it. You and I, the two culprits, should die."

"Ye Fu should die too, but if three members of our Sheng family die at once, the suspicion from the outside world will be too great."

"So, let's die first. Whether she, Ye Fu, will die, and when she will die is in her own hands."

The man's eyes closed slowly, and his pulse became weaker and weaker.

The temperature of his fingers subsided little by little, the old man let go of his hand, took the crutches and stood up, turned around and left without looking back.

(End of this chapter)