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Chapter 1952

Because of the contract, these three little ghosts couldn't do without Zhong Wenqing, and now that they are broken, they have nothing to do with her anymore.

The three little ghosts said to Zhou Ping: "Thank you...you are such a good person..."

The contract was broken, and the darkness in Zhong Wenqing's heart, paranoia, desire, ambition, madness, and all negative emotions could no longer affect them.

So, they look more like children now than before.

The three little ghosts looked translucent in mid-air, and most of the black energy on their bodies had dissipated.

Zhou Ping smiled and said: "Let's go, I will take you to fulfill your wishes."

Zhong Wenqing shouted: "Zhou Ping...don't be too complacent...the master will find you, and he will make you pay the price..."

Zhou Ping turned to look at her: "Oh, even if there is a day, you won't be able to see it, you probably don't know it, there is corpse poison in the things you usually smear, and the poison has penetrated into it now. Your internal organs won't last long, even if the police station ignores you, doesn't find evidence of your murder, and doesn't give you a sentence...you won't live long, at most...ten days..."

The police monitored and analyzed Zhong Wenqing's cosmetics, and found that there were a lot of harmful residues in those so-called cosmetics.

Through comparison, they determined that this is a kind of... refined animal fat, um... dead body oil.

It contains a lot of corpse poison...

Zhong Wenqing has been using it for a long, long time, and the poison has already invaded her whole body.

When Zhong Wenqing heard Zhou Ping's words, the obscene words that were about to blurt out suddenly seemed like a thorn stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak anymore.

ten days?
She only has ten days to live?How is this possible, no, absolutely not...impossible...

Zhong Wenqing shook her head: "You lied to me, you are talking nonsense, you are deliberately scaring me by saying this...you woman, why are you so vicious...you have hurt me so badly and taken away my sons, you And curse me to death..."

Qin Zheng suddenly became interested, and said: "Hey, let me teach you about science, do you know how painful it is for people who suffer from corpse poison? Corpse poison in your body will slowly corrode your internal organs, just like a surface An apple that looks good on the outside, but it starts to rot from the core...No, your outside is also broken...Anyway, you will be very painful."

Before Qin Zheng finished speaking, Zhong Wenqing began to tremble, and the pupils of her eyes kept shrinking.

Qin Zheng clapped his hands, and said: "Oh, by the way, look at the mouthful of blood you spit out just now, take a good look at it yourself, and see if there are some blood clots, internal organs or something... You recently Do you feel stomach pain from time to time or something, if you do, there is no need to doubt that your internal organs are corroding..."

Zhong Wenqing's eyes fell on the table, where there was a puddle of blood that she just spat out.

Sure enough... in the blood, there were some fine dark blood clots, as if some debris...

Zhou Ping said lightly: "It's up to you to believe it or not. Since you are about to die, I have nothing to argue with you. In the future, the rest of your time will be more painful day by day..."

Looking at Zhong Wenqing's miserable appearance, Zhou Ping couldn't feel any sympathy. She was to blame for everything.

(End of this chapter)