Lv Jing examined the colorful pills and injection syringe scattered on the ground, muttering, "You should inject this first, then take the pills, the effect will be great."
Zhang Miaoyan moved fearfully close to An Junxi, clinging tightly to her, "Jun Xi..."
An Junxi's nails were about to break from her back, her face devoid of any color from the pain. She gritted her teeth and said, "Lv Jing, it's me you hate. Let Miaoyan go; she's innocent."
"Why should I let her go? One more death doesn't make a difference."
Lv Jing threw the drugs on the ground and opened the door, saying, "All of you come in!"
Seven or eight men entered from outside. Upon seeing the two beauties on the ground, their eyes gleamed like hungry wolves.
They had been drenched in ice water, their clothes sticking completely to their bodies, the alluring curves making their eyes turn red.
