But she was confused about this. She felt that she had suffered so much, and it was not worth it. Moreover, she naively wanted to negotiate terms with Mingye.

Misha didn't get angry, as if she knew Lan Weier wouldn't tell half of it, "Okay, if you don't tell me, then... don't blame me for being rude."

The pain of broken bones made Lan Weier develop a deep-rooted fear of Misha in a short period of time.

She asked with a trembling voice: "You...what else do you want."

Misha smiled for the first time in a thousand years, "I think, this question... you don't want to know!" [

Misha slowly raised her hand, and the two men who followed her immediately stepped forward to listen to her instructions.

"Go...give the things you brought to Miss Lan to use instead."

"Yes, Sister Misha."

Lan Weier watched helplessly as the two tall men were approaching her. She was so frightened that she seemed to lose her voice. She opened her mouth and couldn't make a sound no matter how she screamed.

Misha glanced over with cold eyes and sneered: "Don't worry, it won't be what you think! They... still don't like you!"

Among the two people between them, one of them held a small medicine box about 30 centimeters long and ten centimeters high.

A man stepped forward and held Lan Weier down, seemingly not treating her as a human being.

Another person opened the medicine box and took out an injection... The metal pillow flashed a strange cold light under the light.

Seeing the needle getting closer and closer, Lan Weier finally screamed: "What are you going to do behind closed doors? What are you going to do?"

Even Chu Qiao didn't know what Mi Sha was planning to do this time. The only thing he could guess was that the thing in the needle tube was definitely... not a good thing.

The man holding the needle had a very kind face and looked like a good old man. He smiled.

"Don't worry, Miss Lan, we won't harm you. This is a good thing! Even if you have money on the market... you can't buy it."

While talking, the long pillow had penetrated deeply into the flesh of Lan Weier's arm.

The sharp pain made her shiver, and there was a faint cold liquid flowing into her blood along the blood vessels.

As the transparent liquid slowly entered her body, Lan Weier's fear deepened. Her intuition told her that this was something more terrifying than a broken wrist.

"You...what did you inject me with?"
Chapter completed!