Therefore, in the face of Jin Yuwei's request, he will be so hesitant. After all, jinmani's means are cruel. If he is not careful, he will really die without a burial place.

Jin Yuwei felt more and more uncomfortable. Her feet were like stepping on cotton. At the moment, the room dressed with strong national style turned into a palace in the sky. The mist was shrouded and the pavilions and pavilions were so beautiful that each muscle man in black leather armor kept shuttling through it with trays in his hands.

Jin Yuwei shakes her head and knows that she is a drug addict, but what she sees in front of her is something messy.

After trying to sober up for a few minutes, Jin Yuwei slowly put down the gun's hand, supported the table and turned to the side of the drawer. She took out several stacks of red banknotes from the drawer, and then put them into the man's arms: "go quickly, you help me this time, I will ensure that you will become prosperous and prosperous in the future."

The man looked at the super film in his hand, and then looked at the sweating Jin Yuwei on his forehead. He hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and walked out.

Seeing him leave, Jin Yuwei only thought that he had agreed. She fell down again on the chair, panted, took the water cup on the table, poured some water, and drank it tremblingly.

Looking at her shaking hands, Jin Yuwei threw the cup out of her hand.

She had several drug history before, and had been forced to quit drugs by jinmani. She thought that a single dose of drugs would not have any effect, but she did not want to completely hook her previous addiction again.

Jin Yuwei and others are anxious. They look up at the door again and again, but the man never comes back, which makes her tremble more and more serious. Tears and snot in her eyes even flow down uncontrollably.

About ten minutes later, Jin Yuwei has fallen from her chair to the ground, and at this time, the closed door is finally pushed open from the outside.

"Did you bring it?" Jin Yuwei looks up at the man in the sight.

The man took a look at her, then lowered his head in silence, opened the door wide, and made way for the road.

"Dada" high-heeled shoes sound, not urgent, not slow, every sound is clear and moving.

Jin Yuwei looks up and sees Jin Manni, who is meticulous with her hair trimmed. She is walking towards her step by step with her delicate makeup, red lips, white suit and black skirt.

To jinmani, Jin Yuwei lowers her head in a panic and clenches her two hands on the ground into fists.

Ginmani stops in front of her and looks at her shaking. She raises her hand and pinches her chin. She reaches out her finger and gently helps her wipe away the tears left on her cheek.

Jin Yuwei's eyes are wet. Because she is too uncomfortable, her tears roll down from her eyes again, choking her mouth: "Mom..."

Jinmani looked at the tears that fell on her hands again, but did not move. Then, she raised her hands and slapped her hard on Jin Yuwei's face.

"Pa --" A sound, in the quiet room outside the grid crisp.

Jin Yuwei's cheek instantly swelled up, burning red, and the other side of the cheek formed a sharp contrast.

Ginny, look at you, don't let him take it back

Jin Yuwei bit her lip and looked down at the floor. Hearing her question, she was silent and did not dare to make a sound. However, although she was forbearance, because of her drug addiction, there were always some untimely voices gushing out of her throat.