Chapter 242: Who is not a good baby

The moment the silver light flashed again, the dagger stabbed into Agent A's body with a backhand.

The two of them were killed on the spot, and they didn't die.

They didn't understand until they died, why Ji Sen would attack them...... It's the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?

"Idiot!"

Dealing with the two of them with a knife in his hand, Ji Sen's eyes drooped, and he raised his hand to press the fingerprint lock on the door.

Click.

With a soft sound, the door opened.

……

"It's dying, it's still so much. ”

Song Jiao approached step by step, the syringe in her hand flashed with a blue faint light, and even if there was air in the needle, she didn't care at all.

Anyway, this rabbit cub must be killed today.

to prevent future troubles.

"Song Jiao, don't you dare to tell me?"

Doudou looked at her calmly, her thin lips lifted slightly, with pride and disdain, "For so many years, you have been overwhelmed by my mommy......, right? She's no longer on fire, you're still a sludge, you can't hold up the wall, Fang Xiyuan still won't look down on you!"

"Hehe! So...... No matter how jealous you are, my mommy, it's useless. As long as she lives for one day, she will be the king of this dark fire, even if she has amnesia and is no longer in the dark fire, you will always live in her shadow!"

"Song Jiao, that's why you hurt her, am I right?"

"It's also yours to be the unspeakable, vicious M virus...... Injected into my mommy's body with her own hands, causing her to lose her memory for so many years that she can't even remember who she is......"

After a word, speaking slowly, Song Jiao's face was shocked!

Trough!

Is this still a human?

Is this really a six-year-old?

He really just relied on the clues to explain everything back then, as if he had seen it with his own eyes...... Such a demon must die!

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Song Jiao shouted, "Shut up for me!"

Exhaling fiercely to hide the panic in her heart, Song Jiao sneered: "Even if you guess correctly, what? Now, you are about to die...... The cause of death was an overdose of M virus. I think even if Mr. Fang really found out the cause of your death, he wouldn't blame me too much, right? After all, this kind of thing is never easy to control the dosage, and you are small, so it is inevitable that your hands will tremble and make mistakes. ”

Kill him!

He must be killed!

Otherwise, once such a terrible enemy grows, it will surely be the day of the destruction of the dark fire!

Song Jiao shouted frantically in her heart, for the E in front of her

IC's jealousy has reached a point of absolute horror.

This time, even if Fang Xiyuan really wanted to punish her, she would have to get rid of this hidden danger first.

"On Huangquan Road, you can do it yourself!"

Song Jiao said, approaching him viciously, "But don't worry, when you die and get off Huangquan Road, I will immediately send Su Xiaonian to accompany you...... After all, the family has to be neat!"

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Is that how neat and tidy is used?

A cold look flashed in his eyes, and Doudou's tense little face flashed a touch of helplessness: "But, I'm going to die, I still want to see my mommy......"

"You're dreaming!"

Song Jiao pulled Doudou's arm, flashed a cold metal needle, and stabbed it hard.

"Wait a minute. ”

The closed door suddenly opened, Song Jiao was stunned, and the needle that was falling subconsciously stopped.

At this moment of lightning and flint, Doudou's lips overflowed with coldness, snatched the syringe with his backhand, and with a "snap", pierced her chest, and quickly pushed the liquid into the human body.

"Ahh

Song Jiao was in pain, subconsciously reached out to pull the syringe tied to her chest, and slapped Doudou hard.

It's a pity that she is a waste now, and she no longer has the skills she had at the beginning, nor does she have the kind of murderous spirit.

Doudou snorted softly, and her light body flexibly dodged, already standing far away from her.

The innocent smile rose softly, and slowly said to Song Jiao: "...... I heard that an overdose of injection will kill people, should Aunt Song go to inject the antidote immediately? Well, by the way...... It doesn't matter if you don't inject it, anyway, you are also a waste person, and it doesn't matter if you are dead or alive for Fang Xiyuan. ”

Song Jiao was so painful that tears were about to flow out: "Dog, little rabbit cub, you are looking for death, ah, ah, I want to kill you, kill you!"

Doudou's divine operation just pushed all the full tubes of M poison into the one she was proud of...... on the chest.

Now, Song Jiao had hurriedly removed the syringe, but it was too late.

The M poison inside was completely emptied, and Song Jiao turned pale with pain, anger and fright, and a burst of despair.

"Someone, someone! Grab this little bastard and kill him!

She screamed like a runaway shrew.

No! No, it can't be!

You can't die like this, you can't die like this!

Thinking of the tube full of M poison she had just smoked, Song Jiao seemed to have seen death coming.

That kind of poison, which only takes a few milliliters, can completely lose control and destroy the hippocampus of the brain...... Now, she's been injected with a full 50 milliliter dose!

"No! I'm not going to die...... Save me, save me...... I want an antidote, give me an antidote, hurry!"

At the end of the roar, Song Jiao's head hurt, her eyes were dizzy, and she couldn't see who the shaking figure in front of her was.

She lunged over to catch him...... Unfortunately, the figure swayed slightly, and she pounced.

Seeing her fall to the ground, Ji Sen lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his lips.

Trough!

He shouldn't have come!

What did this little devil do?

complained in his heart, but he quickly turned around, dragged back the two dead agents outside the door, and decisively locked the door.

"Huh, it's a big Mr. Ji!"

Doudou paced slowly, said with a calm smile, and bent down to pick up the syringe again.

β€œSHIT!”

Ji Sen scolded in a low voice, a little anxious: "Ouch my little baby, when is this, are you still in the mood to pick up this?"

A catastrophe is about to come, and not dying at this time does not mean that you will not die for a while.

Doudou: "Mr. Ji, please pay attention to the words, who is your little baby, I will give you another chance and allow you to change your name." ”

calmly pumped the syringe in his hand to fill the tube of air, and Doudou walked in front of Song Jiao, who fell to the ground.

The M poison has begun to work, and Song Jiao has a splitting headache and is about to explode.

Her ears were buzzing, as if someone was using a saw, a hammer, and beating her head hard, and Song Jiao was in pain.

"Hmm, save me, save me......"

Holding her head, she screamed in pain with her heart torn and her face distorted.

Doudou kicked her and sighed: "Song Jiao, can't you be a medicine man for me obediently, why do you have to die?"

Raising the syringe in his hand and looking at it seriously, Doudou couldn't bear it: "But, who is not a good baby!"