Chapter 3948

If these pills are real and can really inhibit and kill that virus, then these destroyed pills are one by one human life.

Who are these people? They have created this kind of virus, which is rampant in the world. I don't know what's wrong. Now they have developed a special medicine, and they want to destroy it.

This kind of person, this kind of person should be nailed to the humiliation frame forever, be despised by thousands of people, let later generations accuse.

Zeng knew what these people thought, but he just sneered. The virus must have appeared. It's just that the ghost appeared from his hands.

Whether in ancient times or now, human beings have been suffering from diseases.

And medicine has its limitations. It has experienced a long development from the former herbal medicine to the present western medicine.

For example, the famous penicillin.

But if this kind of special drug is not found by the whole-body research of biopharmaceutical companies, according to the general time, the time of finding the special drug must be postponed.

Sure to find out, but not now.

The following people began to be restless, and all of them were urging Zeng to calm down and live a precious life. Don't make fun of your own life.

There is no barrier that cannot be crossed.

Ji Hong laughs at Zeng Xianxiao, but tears, "you see, they all forgive you, found the special medicine, and have made atonement for it."

"Who needs their forgiveness? What's wrong with me? I don't have any sin. I don't need to atone for it."

"They are just some mice that linger for a long time and have the most vicious and humble mind. I feel insulted to think that my medicine should be used on these people." Zeng idle eyes are despised.

The following dark crowd are all rats. Apart from consuming resources, they are useless. They are waiting for redemption. If something happens, they will immediately show their ugly faces.

It makes people feel sick.

Jihong:

Although I have always known that Zeng was indifferent and had no sympathy or sympathy for others, I didn't expect that others were so ugly and ugly in his mind.

"Well, yes, they are, but you can't die for a group of mice, right? It's not worth it at all. Who cares if the mice are right?" Ji Hongshun once idle logic said.

He hoped that he would not be impulsive.

Zeng leisurely shook his head. "I don't want to be judged by a group of mice. There are so many mice with me, and they suffer a lot."

"What do you think it's like to have hope and then despair?"

Ji Hong is speechless. She is so anxious that she doesn't know what to do. How can she let Zeng give up such a dangerous idea.

She likes him and doesn't want him to die.

Ji Hong shouted to him, "don't you want to know how combe died? Don't you want to know who killed combe?"

Zeng Xun's face was stiff for a while. As for the man who tricked Kong Beibei, he is now in hell. The mouse can't help but intimidate him, and all of them.

He just took a fancy to kongbeibei's silence and loneliness. He took advantage of the emptiness and took kongbeibei away with sweet words. He also took a fancy to kongbeibei's money.

After killing combe, he took all his belongings.

Is there anything behind the killing of combe? Why doesn't the man say it? It's all because of greed.

There is no behind the scenes.

Ji Honghong said with her eyes: "you are wrong, not so. I killed Kong Beibei. I am jealous of her. I am jealous that she has you but doesn't cherish you. It makes you sad and sad."

"She has nothing to do but to make you sad, to do nothing and to make you sad all the time, but you connive at her. What's good about her?"

Ji Hong's voice is hoarse, and her tone is full of jealousy and affliction. Obviously, these words are all from her heart, "what's good about her? She depends on you, but she is so vicious to you."

"When she comes out, she counsels to death. She wants you to protect her. If you don't protect her, she'll see that she's not sure what happened. She'll be bullied again. She'll show her cruelty to you. She won't be bullied or cheated."

"She deserves to die."

In the end, Ji Hong's tone is disgusting, deeply disgusted with Kong Beibei.

Zeng leisurely faced with life and death and a group of people under the pressure of darkness. He was very calm, which made his face stiff and his pupils tremble.

His lips moved. "Really you?"

Ji Hong nodded, "yes, it's me. I can see that your wife is someone else. Seeing your happiness, I just can't stand her abusing you so much."

"Come here and kill me to avenge combe. I killed your wife."

Zeng squinted at leisure, which calmed down a little bit. "It's not you, it's not you."

"It's me. I found the man to contact combe. According to combe's stupidity, she is so innocent and innocent. People believe everything they say. He doesn't believe anything you say. It's too easy to cheat her." Ji Hong sneers, "I don't regret it at all.""I just didn't expect you to be so sad. What's good about her?" Ji Hong interrogates Zeng leisurely like a jealous woman.

"She's so stupid, she's so annoying, how happy I am to know that she's dead, you know, but I have to suppress my ecstasy to comfort you who are sad."

Ji Hongyue said too much, and his vicious face was too ugly to be looked at directly.

Once idle silence for a while, "is not you."

Ji Hong smiled, "should I thank you for trusting me, or should I say you are stupid and despise women's jealousy?"

"You come here to avenge combe. If you don't, you'll come and drag me to death." Ji Hong's face was full of provocation. "If I didn't say it, you would have no idea who killed combe. You are stupid."

Oh, my stupid friend!

Zeng Xian's heart understood that at this time, Ji Hong wanted to stimulate him and let him pass. If it is true, he would like to keep it from others.

Zeng looked at Ji Hong, "you mean it."

"It's serious, of course, but I didn't expect that you would rather die, rather die with combe than live."

Ji Hong gnawed her teeth and said, "if you had known, you would have let that woman live. Let you see her real face, the real face of a selfish woman."

The living can't contend with the dead, because the dead are constantly beautified in the heart of the intentional, and those shortcomings have been almost forgotten.

And the living people, constantly contact, those shortcomings are constantly magnified.

"I asked you for the last time, was it you?" he said, frowning