Noticing Futu's worry, Su Jiaoniang smiled.
The child must have done something while carrying her on his back.
"Lead the way." Su Jiaoniang reached out and took Futu's small hand.
Futu felt his face turn red instantly as he was being held by a soft, large hand. The tips of his ears felt hot, as if they were about to explode.
She actually grabbed his hand! How audacious!
But he couldn't bear to let go; she was his mother!
Fu Tu exhaled and pulled Su Jiao Niang toward the Lu family's old residence.
The place had long been abandoned, uninhabited for a whole winter. Spider webs covered the corners of the walls, and the roof was beginning to collapse. Snowflakes broke a strip of paper from the locust tree in the yard, and a sense of desolation immediately overwhelmed the senses.
I pushed open the door, and sunlight streamed in.
It illuminated the dust in the room.
And then there was Song Qian, whose face was deathly pale.
Having not seen sunlight for a long time, Song Qian squinted as the blinding light shone on him, his face filled with longing. Those who live in darkness are always powerless against the sunlight.
"We meet again." Song Qian's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Su Jiaoniang, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Su Jiaoniang took a breath and could smell the blood in the air.
Looking at Song Qian, who seemed to have lost twenty pounds and whose face was covered with red spots like eczema, she showed no pity. When dealing with drug dealers, no matter how vicious the methods used, they were never truly vicious.
Because he deserves it.
They deserve to be skinned alive, dismembered, and tortured to the point of wishing they were dead.
Dignity and dignity belong to those who abide by the law and have morals.
"Where are the poppies grown? What are their sales channels? How many people are in your organization? What is your purpose? How many people have you already controlled?"
Su Jiaoniang threw out all the questions that were on her mind in one breath.
Song Qian smiled and remained silent.
He hadn't confessed to all the disgusting methods the Black-Clad Guards had used on him, so why would he immediately blurt out the truth just because a woman arrived?
"Not going to tell?" Su Jiaoniang asked.
Song Qian nodded: "I won't say."
"Then go die!" Su Jiaoniang held a dagger in her hand and stabbed it toward Song Qian's heart.
Song Qian closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
However, the stinging sensation, the helplessness at the end of life, did not come.
He slowly opened his eyes and met the gaze of the short Lu Futu.
"What are you fussing about? I haven't even said anything yet, do you think there are any other methods?" If he can't hold on any longer, he will choose to end his own life.
His body is now broken and disheveled, and he is living a life worse than death.
Even so, there was no explanation.
"Son?" Su Jiaoniang's eyes also showed doubt.
Song Qian was covered in wounds, and if you got close, you could see ants crawling around. The ants moving around in his wounds was something no normal person could endure.
Under such circumstances, he remained unmoved.
They can even chat and laugh.
Even with the experiments conducted in later generations, it's unlikely that the iron duck would open its mouth.
In this situation, it's best to just kill the person.
At least dead people can't cause trouble.
At the very least, if one drug dealer dies, there will be one less drug dealer in the world, and one less innocent victim.
"..." Fu Tu pulled Su Jiao Niang out.
“Mother, we can go fishing!” Futu said.
Su Jiaoniang smiled and said, "Do you think someone like that would willingly be used as bait?"
If we release Song Qian back, it's like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, not fishing for fish!
Silly boy.
No wonder he's the villain, not the protagonist.
Knowing what kind of person can be used as bait and what kind of person cannot is a professional course she has studied, but Xiao Futu may not have learned systematic and professional knowledge.
Su Jiaoniang sat on a large rock in the courtyard, earnestly lecturing Futu.
After hearing this, Futu's gaze fell on the room.
“Why not just poison him? If he really escapes our control, the poison will take effect and he will die,” Fu Tu said.
Su Jiaoniang nodded. The current medical system is somewhat different from that of later generations. What if it really works?
"If we can't control them, we must kill them!" Su Jiaoniang said.
Futu nodded.
He started researching poisons himself.
Su Jiaoniang stared at Song Qian in the room. He was a ruthless person and not simple. Fu Tu was still so young. If he became a big villain in the future, he might be able to unravel the organization behind Song Qian.
But the pagoda now...
Su Jiaoniang felt she had to do something, and stared at Song Qian inside for a long time.
I regret not learning hypnosis.
If you hypnotize someone, it will be of great help to them in the future.
He walked into the room and stared at Song Qian: "Want to die? I'll grant your wish."
As Su Jiaoniang finished speaking, she saw the smile on Song Qian's face.
This is absolutely insane.
Although the little pervert is still a pervert, the fact that he can become the biggest villainous pervert is undoubtedly impressive.
However, Su Jiaoniang did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble.
"Kill me!" Song Qian said calmly.
Su Jiaoniang let go of the child's hand; she had promised him she would let him go fishing.
Since that's the case!
He stared at Song Qian for a while: "Do you know Su Tong?"
Song Qian was taken aback, wondering why Su Jiaoniang had brought this up.
Su Jiaoniang quickly gave him her answer: "Su Tong is a very good child. He is smart and calm, meticulous and hardworking. A person like him will definitely not have a bad life in the future. However, his leg was broken, his life came to an abrupt end, and all his development changed direction."
Song Qian's gaze fell on Su Jiaoniang.
Su Jiaoniang continued: "Su Qing was a fair-skinned child, originally the darling of the family. But after losing an eye and becoming clumsy, he became a one-eyed man that anyone could bully."
"Su Shen is a very well-behaved and sensible child! But his whole body is covered in scars, which are said to be caused by the practice of mutilation and dismemberment!"
"What do you want to say?" The smile on Song Qian's face disappeared.
He looked at Su Jiaoniang with great care.
Su Jiaoniang smiled and said, "I want to say that you have a very pretty face, and you are also very smart. However, you are lucky to have met me, so you won't die too quickly."
Those children's suffering should not be in vain.
Someone has to empathize with you!
Su Jiaoniang lowered her head and kicked Song Qian's legs, making a cracking sound.
My leg is broken!
Stare at Song Qian's hands!
He grabbed an axe from the yard and smashed it towards Song Qian's shoulder!
...
Futu was standing at the door at some unknown time.
He clenched his fists, his heart feeling as if it were bleeding.
His mother, such an upright and kind person, ultimately had her hands stained with blood.
She must be very upset! He should have done these things; his hands are never clean.
Su Jiaoniang stared into Su Tong's eyes, picked up a wooden stick from the side, and plunged it deep into the ground.
That face...
He looked at the guards in black behind him and said, "Go heat a pot of oil!"
The guard in black swallowed hard. This guy was too ruthless. He was too fierce.
The young master is no pushover.
Strong women aren't exactly soft-hearted.
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