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Chapter 321 A Good Medicine!

Three days later.

On November 25th, it was cloudy and snowy, and Xuanxuan held a funeral!!

It was bitingly cold in the cemetery. I was dressed in black and wearing sunglasses and put Xuanxuan's ashes behind the narrow tombstone. Dakang, Jichangzi, Wang Mumu, Chenchen, Zhang Xi, and others insisted on coming.

Xiaohai and Stickan, who were sitting in wheelchairs, each grabbed a handful of loess and sprinkled it on top of the urn.

No one shed tears, no one spoke, it was like walking zombies, numbly making subconscious actions and reactions.

"The deceased has passed away, and the family expresses condolences. Let us bow three times to send our loved ones on their last journey!!" Mr. Yin Yang raised his hands, waving the soul-calling flag in the cold wind, and said slowly.

More than thirty people at Caesar took off their sunglasses and bowed! They bowed their heads in silence!!

The sky is blue, the forest is frosty, the wind is blowing, and the wandering souls are returning north!!!

"Seal the tomb!!" Mr. Yin Yang shouted loudly, and then I looked at it blankly. The tomb was buried in loess.



On the way back, Mumu, Chenchen and I sat in the Dakang car, holding our chins and looking out the window. We slowly took out the phone and made a call.

"I'm in Shenyang!! Grand Taipei Hotel!! Come here!" Before I could speak, the voice on the phone said first.

"Okay!" I agreed, hung up the phone, and then said to Dakang: "Stop the car, everyone is waiting for my call, I'm going out!"

"Squeak!"

Dakang pulled over and parked the car. I opened the door and stepped out of the car. Wang Mumu and Chenchen looked at my back and said almost at the same time: "Fei, I'll go with you!"

"It's no use having too many people, don't worry!" I put on my fur gloves, took out my sunglasses, put them on my eyes, and raised my hand to stop a car behind Caesar.

"What's going on? Brother Fei?" the young man in the car asked.

"Have you brought anything?" I asked expressionlessly.

"What?" the young man asked confusedly.

"Smoky!"

"...Uh...if you don't let me play, I won't play. No, really not!" The young man scratched his head and said resolutely.

"Do I still have to do it by myself?" I raised my hand to stop a taxi, turned around and said again: "Hurry up! Don't make ink marks!"

"...Brother Fei, when you said that, I suddenly remembered that in fact, I still had some old stuff left last year. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't even be able to remember it. Please throw it away for me...!" The young man said

I opened the glove box with a painful face, blinked my eyes, and handed a plastic bag out of the window with bared teeth. I reached out and took it, frowned and said, "You're a bit embarrassed. Go back and I'll chat with you!"

"

The young man was dumbfounded. I turned around and got into the taxi and said slowly: "Grand Taipei Hotel!"

"okay!"

After saying that, the taxi driver stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Taipei. The Kaiser motorcade also continued to move forward.



Twenty minutes later, I rushed to Taipei, found a room on the 11th floor according to the room number, and knocked on the door.

"Squeak!" The door opened, and the strong man in the co-pilot, wearing a hurdle vest, grinned, joked in a serious manner, bowed and said: "Hi, President!"

"...Close the door!" I glanced at him, then at the strong man driving the car in the room, nodded and asked, "Where is the person?"

"Where's the guest room!"

"Well, you two stay in the living room for a while, and I'll go in and take a look!" After that, I carried the plastic bag, pushed the door and walked into the guest room. The two people at the door looked at each other, and the strong man in the co-pilot said

: "The mood seems not very beautiful!"

"I heard...his brother is dead!"

"Brother??? Haven't you heard?" the strong man in the co-pilot asked in surprise.

"You don't know Caesar. Their gang is quite strange. The feelings between people are very pure. Interest and purpose all occupy relatively inferior positions... That's why they moved so fast. I don't know where they started.

Where did such a group of people come from?" The strong man who was driving closed the door, sat on the sofa in the living room, and said lightly.

"Shit... this is the first time I heard that money is secondary in society!" The strong man in the co-pilot said speechlessly, and sat opposite him, watching TV boredly.

"Bang!"

I closed the door of the guest room and stood at the door in a daze. My eyes were tied together with two pairs of smelly socks, and I was tied to the bed. When I heard the door open, I struggled and made a whining sound.

.I looked at him indifferently, walked over slowly, sat on the sofa, tore open the plastic bag with a bang, and then took out a glass bottle, two bags containing four to five grams of plastic-sealed methamphetamine, and a lighter.

Six or seven, more than ten slices of mogu, were slowly placed on the table.

"Woooooo!!" Cannon was still struggling desperately. I seemed to be unable to hear his voice. I carefully used small scissors to cut open the plastic bag, then straightened the small pot, picked up the methamphetamine, and pointed it at the spout.

, which is the part of the pot, slowly poured in about half a cup of methamphetamine. After thinking about it, I added two more slices of mogu and threw them into the pot.

"Crack!!"

I broke off the iron head and button of the lighter, then pressed the electric lighter, and the lighter ignited with a bang. Then I took out a piece of tinfoil from the bag, folded it twice, and stuffed it in the vent.

Go on, pin it! Then he adjusted the size of the flame, and placed the ever-burning lighter on the table. Then he set up the glass pot, held the leather tube in his mouth, pointed the pot at the flame, and gently

The fire started to stir. After about a minute, the methamphetamine and mogu melted and mixed into a black and yellow viscous liquid, which slowly bubbled and swayed in the pot.

"Gulu!! Gulu!!!" I held the leather tube in my mouth and took a deep breath into my lungs. The time was very long, probably as fast as a minute!

"Snapped!!"

The leather tube fell from my mouth. In an instant, I had countless goosebumps from my scalp to my heels. My whole body was numb and itchy, but I felt very comfortable!!!

This is my first time taking drugs!!! I can’t help it! My heart hurts too much!! I need strong painkillers!! Let me recover in a short time!! Because there are still many things that I need to do!

I lay down on the sofa with a clang, my eyes closed, and curled up on the sofa, motionless and without saying a word. Weak sweat broke out in the palms of my hands and in the pores all over my body. It took a long time before I recovered.

Two hours later, I had taken about five or six puffs. My eyes were red and the corners of my mouth were chapped, but I was in surprisingly good spirits, not tired or sleepy.

"Teng!!"

I stood up, took the pot and lighter, and walked towards the cannon. He was very quiet while I was smoking. He must have heard what I was doing, but he couldn't figure out in his heart what the hell I was doing.

What do you mean!!

"Woooooo!!" Cannon heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and struggled fiercely.

"You want to talk to me?" I sat on the bed expressionlessly, put down the pot and lighter, and asked slowly.

"Yeah!!" Cannon kept nodding. He had never seen me before, so he wasn't familiar with my voice, so he didn't recognize me.

"...You have missed the qualification to talk to me. Regarding the little thing between us, if you have a lower attitude, you can't get to this step. I have always been humble, to everyone! But don't put my

Use your humility as a way to show off your face!! Otherwise, I would have given you no dialogue in the script!!!" I finished speaking calmly, inserted the smoking pipe into the cannon's nose, and then squeezed it tightly with one hand.

Holding his nose, with the other hand, slowly used the lighter to light the spout!!!

"Woooo!!" Cannon twisted his body in panic.

"Gululu!!"

A minute later, the cannon, which could not breathe, was forced to breathe in through its nose. In an instant, the gas stored in the glass bottle was drained by the cannon!!

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