Next, Qi An imprisoned Fu Zhizhao under the pretext of recuperating from his injuries.
Nominally, Fu Zhizhao is still the drug lord boss, but the real person in charge has become Boss Qi.
After Yan Chuchu suffered her second miscarriage, she also disappeared from the headquarters. Both of them were imprisoned by Qi An in the same torture chamber where Xia Ying was tortured before her death.
A beautiful love story finally unfolded in the torture chamber.
At this time, Fu Zhizhao's gunshot wound in his chest had become rotten beyond recognition, and he had been suffering from a high fever for days. He looked weak and listless.
Yan Chuchu crawled over and hugged Fu Zhizhao, crying loudly, "Zhao, what's wrong with you? What did you do to my Zhao?"
Fu Zhizhao frowned at the stench emanating from her and impatiently pushed her away.
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Ata shook her head disapprovingly: "How can you treat your darling like this? What happened to the beautiful love you promised?"
Compared to Fu Zhizhao, Yan Chuchu's fate was even more tragic.
If she used to be a pretty girl with a sweet appearance, now she's a skinny, emaciated madwoman.
Her body was covered in bruises, her hair was sparse and greasy, her eyes were deeply sunken, and her arms were covered with needle marks from drug injections.
When her drug addiction kicked in, her hands and feet convulsed, and saliva dripped uncontrollably as she knelt before Qi An and Guo Jun, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Please, please give me an injection, quick! I feel so bad, I'm going to die! Please, I'll do anything you ask!"
Following her recent experience of currying favor with drug dealers, she bypassed Qi An, crawled up to Guo Jun, and reached out to pull down his pants.
Guo Jun shoved her away, turned his head away in disgust, and his jaw snapped shut.
Qi An grinned wickedly, took out a syringe from his pocket, and gently pushed it, causing a few drops of liquid to come out of the needle hole.
Yan Chuchu crawled toward her like a dog.
"Give it to me, give it to me now..."
Qi An kicked her away: "This isn't for you, it's for Mr. Fu."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhizhao's pupils constricted, and his previously calm face instantly cracked.
He was the biggest drug lord in country H. Tons of drugs flowed from his hands into the hands of addicts, bringing him countless riches and unparalleled prestige.
But he himself never touches drugs, nor does he allow anyone around him to.
As a drug lord, he knew better than anyone how terrifying this stuff was.
It erodes the brain, destroys the spirit, and turns perfectly normal people into something neither human nor ghost.
Like a zombie whose brain has been emptied, all that can be smelled is the stench of rotting flesh.
Moreover, once you touch this stuff, you'll become addicted and won't be able to get rid of it until you die.
People controlled by drug addiction cannot be called human beings. For that moment of ultimate pleasure, they can kill and commit arson, or fawn and beg.
Countless families have been destroyed by drugs. For drug money, virtuous women can become prostitutes, good husbands can force their wives to sell themselves, and good fathers can sell their sons and daughters.
If a woman who has been using drugs for a long time becomes pregnant, her baby is very likely to be born with birth defects or be a drug addict from birth.
Qi An stepped on Fu Zhizhao's wound as he approached him, saying in a sinister tone:
"Looks like you, you bastard, know how insidious and despicable this thing is. How come you forgot when you were using it to make money?"
Fu Zhizhao, veins bulging, struggled desperately: "Take it away, take it away!"
Qi An slapped him across the face several times: "You scumbag, always pretending to be cultured. Today I'll teach you what 'do not do to others what you would not have them do to you' really means."
Qi An pressed down on the dog's head and injected a full syringe of highly concentrated drugs into the vein in his neck.
Fu Zhizhao let out a desperate roar.
It's over, it's all over.
The drugs quickly took effect, and Fu Zhizhao became like a crazed beast, unable to feel the pain even when his wounds bled profusely, deeply trapped in hallucinations from which he could not extricate himself.
Yan Chuchu's hopes were dashed. She picked up the syringe that Qi An had thrown on the ground and stuck it into her arm. She looked pathetic and pitiful.
The once glamorous male and female protagonists have become two laughable poisonous insects.
Qi An broke both of Fu Zhizhao's arms and slashed the handsome, gentle face that fans had praised.
Even though her tongue hasn't been removed yet, she enjoys hearing the dog howl in agony.
Over the next few days, Qi An tried out all the various instruments of torture on the adulterous couple one by one.
While torturing them to the point of wishing they were dead, they also kept them alive, preventing them from dying easily.
They were given only one syringe of liquid per day, and the two fought over it like mad dogs, even biting off pieces of each other's flesh.
Fu Zhizhao lost both arms and was disfigured. Addicted to drugs, he became an ugly monster.
Yan Chuchu stopped saying she loved him and stopped mentioning having two children. Instead, she kept her distance.
Ata: "Ha, what a load of rubbish about beautiful love. It's all about looks. If Fu Zhizhao looked like this in her past life, she would have run away faster than anyone else."
Qi An agreed: "And those book fans with warped values, if Fu Zhizhao loses his face, they'll remember the criminal law better than anyone else."
Although Yan Chuchu tried her best to avoid it, they were locked in the same torture chamber, so where could she hide?
Drug addiction and sex have always been intertwined; drug addiction can be accompanied by a surge of sexual addiction.
The two loathed each other, yet when their rage flared, they would entwine themselves together like maggots, naked and tangled.
Qi An commented: "Such beautiful love stories are so sweet, so perfect, locked in forever."
When she was sober, Yan Chuchu wanted nothing more than to bite Fu Zhizhao to death.
She repeatedly expressed her regret, and missed Guo Jun's kindness to her. Those days living under the sun were so wonderful.
It seemed as if she only then remembered that the man in front of her was a heinous drug lord.
No matter how miserable or forced he was as a child, or how handsome or affectionate he was, he was still a drug lord and would go to the deepest hell after he died.
Her parents died from drugs, and Ah Jun died at the hands of drug lords. She used to hate drug lords so much.
How could she have forgotten these things before?
Ata clapped: "Congratulations, congratulations! You're about to die, but your love-struck brain has actually come to its senses."
Qi An: "I guess it's because he cried too much, and all the water in his brain came out."
Now that things have come to this, Fu Zhizhao has come to believe what she said before, and he believes in the past life that Yan Chuchu told him about the two of them.
After all, he had nothing left at this point, so Yan Chuchu had no reason to lie to him anymore.
But looking at this filthy and ugly woman, he felt no interest whatsoever; all he felt was disgust.
Except for the first time, Qi An never took Guo Jun with him when he tortured the adulterous couple later.
He is a righteous policeman who believes in the law and in the light, and Qi An does not want to distort his mindset.
She assigned Guo Jun other tasks.
A message quietly circulated among drug dealers in country H.
According to sources, Fu Zhizhao's headquarters has developed a new product that is so superior that existing products on the market are simply obsolete.
It is said that the new product has a simpler production process and lower costs, but its purity is very high. Once it hits the market, the profit margin can be several times higher.
This has made domestic drug lords and dealers uneasy.
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