Chapter 3362: Real world 712

Chapter 3362 Real World 712
On this day, a beggar was joking, and after seeing it, he saw the rotten sores on his arm, and was scared to come down directly from her body and carry his pants out of the account.
The black face saw him coming out and smiled and said: "How is it so fast today?"
Every time he enters, no one and a half hours will come out.
The man screamed: "Old, the woman has acne."
"Acne?" Black eyes widened, but my heart was shocked. "You read it wrong. She is in good health. You can't be seriously injured in order not to pay."
The sulky face was black, and three pieces of copper were thrown on him. "Give you something. I will never come again."
The black face vomited in the direction of his departure and turned into the account.
Gu Ruran was lying on the dilapidated wooden bed, and when he saw the black face, he was full of fear.
The black face slammed forward, and a slap in the face hit her face, and suddenly there was a red mark on her face.
"Well, where is the rotten sore?"
Gu Ruran raised his arm and saw two rotten sores in the place under his arm.
The black-faced scorpion picked up a red-hot wooden stick from the brazier on the side and walked up to her. The red wooden stick was directly on the new rotten sore.
"Ah, ah." Gu Ruran made a scream in his mouth.
There was a smell of meat coke in the account.
The black face said awkwardly: "Where there is rotten sore in the future, tell me the first time. If you let me find that you are hiding, you know my means."
Gu Ruran nodded in fear and did not dare to resist.
For half a year, the inhuman torture has long ruined her self-esteem, her arrogance, and everything she has.
Now she is just a female slave who is banned by the incompetent shackles. It is not as humble as a dog.
Gu Yuran knows that he has got sick and has a terminal illness.
She is very cooperative with the action of the black scorpion, concealing her condition and continuing to trade with those dirty cockroaches.
She hates these people in her heart.
It is they who make themselves passless, ghosts and ghosts, they let themselves suffer from this disease.
She is going to die, naturally she can't let them go.
On this day, the black-faced scorpion entered the account and threw half of the bite-stricken to her side. When Gu Ruran received the hoe, he swallowed up and swallowed half of the gimmicks in three or two.
"Hungry ghosts reincarnation." The black face stunned her.
He was about to leave, Gu Ruran hugged his leg.
"and many more."
Black-faced squatting out of his own feet, a look disgusted, "Tell you how many times, don't touch Lao Tzu."
Gu Yuran’s retraction of his hand.
"Say, what?"
Gu Ruran said: "I have a flower willow disease. You should know, my life is not long. After I am gone, your future life is not as good as it is now."
The black face is sinking.
He is naturally clear about this, but Hualiu disease is terminally ill and he has no choice.
"You want me to ask you for the doctor?" The black face sneered. "You don't have a dream. Asking the doctor is just a waste of money. If you let others know that you are sick, there is nothing."
If you don't get angry, you will kill him.
How can he do this kind of loss?
"No, I don't need to ask the doctor. This cure is not good."
"What do you mean?" asked the black face.
"I feel that my time is not much." Gu Yuran said weakly.
(End of this chapter)