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1882. Chapter 1882 The Dead Sent by Hell

The man pulled out the needle and saw Jing Jiaren grabbing her head in pain and falling to the ground, roaring heart-breakingly.

People divide pain into 12 levels. The most painful is the pain during childbirth...

At this time, Jing Jiaren experienced twice as much pain as when she gave birth to SUN.

The pain was completely unbearable for her and she wanted to die.

The pain was so painful that she wanted to pass out, but her willpower was extremely clear.

"Fake, give her the medicine."

The scarred man immediately took out a small pill, grabbed Jing Jiaren's account, and threw the pill in.

"Eat it and you won't be in so much pain..."

Xiaoyi's voice seemed to come from heaven, coming vaguely.

Jing Jiaren swallowed the pill, and the effect was almost immediate.

Jing Jiaren's pain subsided instantly, and she curled up on the ground, like an animal that had been slaughtered hundreds of times, lying limply on the ground panting.

"Jing Jiaren, does it hurt?"

Xiaoyi's voice sounded sarcastic.

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, still feeling the afterglow of pain.

"I just want to make you suffer and make you suffer the consequences of betraying the young master!"

If the child lying in her arms is Leng Lintian's...

At this time, Xiaoyi will be a very loyal servant. She will take good care of Jing Jiaren and her son. She will risk her life without causing any harm to them.

But because of Jing Jiaren, Leng Lintian is still lying unconscious in the hospital.

But Jing Jiaren is a child of the Ximen family and lives happily with Ximen Longting.

"You deserve this, you bitch!"

Xiaoyi handed SUN to Scar Man, walked up to Jing Jiaren, and stepped on Jing Jiaren's face with force.

Jing Jiaren just closed her eyes numbly...

Compared with the pain caused by the drug-induced attack just now, Xiaoyi's kick was too light.

"Capture her and question her."

Suddenly, Jing Jiaren's hair was pulled up, and she was forced to straighten up.

Jing Jiaren was tortured and knelt in front of Xiaoyi——

Xiaoyi squatted down while wearing long black leather boots, and pinched Jing Jiaren's chin: "Every time the drug attacks you in the future, you will be in such pain."

Jing Jiaren's eyes flashed.

"And the longer it goes on, the more painful it will be."

"..."

"Although this medicine won't kill you," Xiaoyi smiled horribly, "when the pain reaches a certain level, you will choose to commit suicide because you can't bear it anymore."

"..."

"Hahahahahahaha!" Xiaoyi laughed crazily, "No one can endure this kind of pain, and neither can you. The pain will torture you all the time."

The experience of giving birth to a child has left Jing Jia with lingering fears.

She felt scared when she recalled it... so she didn't dare to have a second child.

The pain just now was really unbearable!

"I really want to see you commit suicide in front of Mr. Ximen in agony. What will his expression be like?"

Xiaoyi smiled happily,

"Do you think he will kneel in front of me and beg me to give you a pill?"

"..."

"What a pity, even if he really kneels down to me, I will not give you the antidote. I will let you try the pain of purgatory! Only after you have suffered enough pain will you be qualified to go to hell!" Xiaoyi said crazily.

He looked like the dead sent from hell.

Jing Jiaren finally came to her senses: "When will I die?"

"It depends on your willpower. Some people can't bear it very quickly... But even if you can bear it..." She didn't say anything else.


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