"Muqiu, ah......" Zhou Yinghua looked at Liang Muqiu, this old man, who was once the head of the Zhou family, how many people's lives were in his hands? In the past few decades, he has never felt afraid, but as soon as the FT team led by Heng Jinghui came, it only took a year to destroy his life's work, and he easily escaped the punishment of the law, thinking that he could save his life and spend his old age in poverty, but death came......

"Zhou Yinghua, you don't have to beg me, it's useless." Liang Muqiu stared at Zhou Yinghua deadly, without any emotion in his eyes, thinking of himself ten years ago and Zhou Mingxu fourteen years later, the suffering of the two of them in this life was created by the man in front of him who should have died a long time ago.

She thought that she had been silent for 14 years in exchange for Zhou Mingxu's relief, but what she got in exchange was his death.

Liang Muqiu did not accept such a result, and she wanted to fight back.

"Go ahead." Ouyang Xuan took out a small box from the pocket of his windbreaker, opened it, and handed it to Liang Muqiu.

Zhou Yinghua looked at the box in horror, knowing uneasily that it must be the weapon they wanted to use to kill him.

Liang Muqiu put on his gloves and took out a small bottle from it, "This is the scorpion poison you found, I heard that you used it to hold many people hostage, today, I will use this poison to avenge them......"

"No......" Zhou Yinghua knew the power of this toxin, stood up in a panic, turned around and was about to run towards the door, and at the same time opened his mouth and shouted for help, "Help ......"

But Ouyang Xuan didn't give him a chance to call someone over, so he came to him, and his hands were already on his chin before Zhou Yinghua could react, and he easily removed his chin, let alone talking, now Zhou Yinghua can only open his mouth wide and can't close it.

But he still wanted to run, he knew it wasn't safe to stay here, so he really wanted to run.

Ouyang Xuan sneered, he was a naughty cat, different from other killers, what kind of fatal knife or something like that, it was not what he liked.

What he loves most is to have a good time with those who have committed the most heinous crimes before he is about to be assassinated, like a mischievous cat, after catching a mouse, but not in a hurry to eat, but to catch it, let it go, and when he is tired of playing, he eats it in one bite.

Liang Muqiu looked aside, watching Zhou Yinghua turn around in the house in fear, and finally knew that he couldn't escape, so he rushed to Liang Muqiu's feet and knelt down.

Liang Muqiu looked down at Zhou Yinghua who was kneeling at his feet, his voice was cold, "Fourteen years ago, did you think that you would have such a day?" How did I ask you in the first place? Zhou Yinghua, do you remember? How did I ask you? ”

After that, Liang Muqiu raised her foot and stepped on the back of Zhou Yinghua's hand, she was wearing very thin and thin high heels, and the heel almost passed through Zhou Yinghua's palm, this slow but severe pain made Zhou Yinghua shout, but there was no sound, he knelt in front of Liang Muqiu, kowtowed to his neck, and only hoped that Liang Muqiu could let him go.

"I won't let you go, just like you won't let me go back then......" Liang Muqiu squatted down, grabbed Zhou Yinghua's ear, pulled up his head, opened the small bottle in his hand, poured it all into Zhou Yinghua's throat, and then closed his mouth, not allowing him to have any chance to spit out the scorpion poison.

She didn't let go of him until he had swallowed it completely.

Zhou Yinghua fell to the ground in pain, because the dose was too large, so the effect of the medicine began to work, and his whole body began to tremble.