Cui Zhengpeng saw Zhang Weibo lying on him again, and immediately screamed like a little hen raped by a bull: "Where is this? Fu Chenxue, what did you do to us? I...I want to kill you..."

Zhou Kuang rushed in from outside, slapped Cui Zhengpeng in the face, and cursed: "You two bastards are hurting my brother-in-law. It's already kind to me if I don't kill you. What's your name?"

Cui Zhengpeng fell onto the bed, covered his face and howled wildly. Zhou Kuang didn't care about him, and grabbed Zhang Weibo like Fu Chenxue and slapped her a few big mouths, waking Zhang Weibo.

"I..." Before Zhang Weibo could speak, Fu Chenxue directly pinched his mouth and poured the medicine. Zhang Weibo, who had drunk the medicine, also found the same problem. His scream was louder than Cui Zhengpeng, but Zhou Kuang slapped several times before he became honest.

"Fu Chenxue, what did you... have you done to us?" Zhang Weibo and Cui Zhengpeng were not fools. They probably guessed a few points to this point, but they couldn't believe it, and they were still lucky, hoping that things would not happen to them.

Fu Chenxue found a few clothes and threw them at them, saying, "Xiao Kuang, Mr. Cui and Mr. Zhang just woke up and were in a nervous mood. Let's play them a video first to make it easier for them."

"Okay!" Zhou Kuang turned on the LCD TV and plugged in the link line. As soon as the screen was opened, Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo both screamed, as if they were struck by lightning. On the screen, Cui Zhengpeng was lying behind Zhang Weibo, his body arched violently and roared like a beast in his throat. Later, Zhang Weibo pressed on Cui Zhengpeng...

"No--" Cui Zhengpeng's face was twisted, his eyes were so angry that he grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it to the LCD screen. Unfortunately, he was as strong as a soft-legged crab at this moment. The ashtray fell to the ground as soon as he took action.

"Bastard, are you looking for death?" Zhou Kuang was so angry that he picked up a stick and thrust at Cui Zhengpeng. Cui Zhengpeng's hands and feet were sore and weak at this moment, so he was Zhou Kuang's opponent? He covered his head and wailed loudly. Zhou Kuang beat him for a while, and saw Zhang Weibo staring at him viciously, and he became angry and beat him up again.

How could Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo with tender skin withstand such destruction? After a dozen sticks, they cried and screamed, begging for mercy: "Young Master Zhou... stop hitting, stop hitting... Please spare us..."

Fu Chenxue asked Zhou Kuang to stop and said, "It's okay if you don't want to suffer. Put on your clothes and let's talk!"

Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo were beaten up by Zhou Kuang, and their bodies were covered in vitro, as if they even had their bones broken. Hearing Fu Chenxue's words, they did not dare to neglect them, grinned and put on their clothes, and asked, "Mr. Fu...what are we talking about?"

Fu Chenxue said: "Tell me why you two asked the waiter to drug me? Let's talk about the issue of this movie!"

Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo were shocked. It turned out that the truth was revealed, but could they admit it? If the Zhou family explained the truth, could they spare them? The two looked at each other and denied: "Mr. Fu, this is definitely a misunderstanding... How could we harm you?"

Zhou Kuang cursed: "You two bastards don't cry until they see the coffin. Do you want me to call the waiter over and testify against you in person?"

Cui Zhengpeng argued: "Young Master Zhou, don't listen to those servants' nonsense. We and Mr. Fu hit it off at first sight, how could we harm him?"

Zhou Kuang said angrily: "Damn, you two have not broken bones just now, right? Well, I'll help you loosen the bones!" After that, he picked up the stick and was about to beat him.

Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weiber were full of horror. Young Master Zhou was not ordinary violence, but they didn't dare to admit it, shouting: "Young Master Zhou, we really haven't done it before. You can't betrayed..."

Fu Chenxue said, "Xiao Kuang, we are all civilized people, so we should not use violence. Since Mr. Cui and Mr. Zhang like to play, let's have fun with them." Speaking of this, he stared at Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo and asked, "Do you know what I gave you just now?"

"What?" Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo remembered the bitter taste just now, and their eyes were pounding wildly.

Fu Chenxue said lightly: "Don't be afraid, that's the antidote!"

Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo felt relieved. Since it was an antidote, what else should I be afraid of?

Fu Chenxue added slowly again: "Of course it's also a poison!"

"Poison?" Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo almost jumped up, their expressions worse than crying.

"Don't worry, this medicine will not poison you, it's just a little bit of guilt." Fu Chenxue looked at her watch, raised her head again, and smiled: "Well, the time is almost over. You two will enjoy it for a while, let's talk about it next!"

"What are you enjoying?" Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo looked at each other. Before they could figure out what was going on, a strange itch came out from the cracks of the bones and quickly spread to their bodies, like millions of insects crawling on their hearts and livers, and like millions of ants gnawing on their bones. They screamed and scratched with their hands desperately. Ten were not enough, and they wanted to use all ten toes. The clothes they had just put on were torn to pieces, and their bodies were covered in blood, as if they were about to peel off their skin.

The two made ghostly screams, their eyes were dissipated, their pupils were blood red, and they rolled around on the bed, saliva, tears, sweat and snot flowed down together. Cui Zhengpeng used his head to hit the wall, "其其其..." to try to reduce the itch on his body with extreme pain. Zhang Weibo put his fingers into his mouth and bit them desperately, and the blood flowed. Finally, they could no longer bear it and shouted: "Mr. Fu...Mr. Fu...Please, kill us quickly..."

Seeing Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo as if they were evil spirits, Zhou Kuang also felt cold on his back and his hair was standing up. This brother-in-law's methods were really cruel. What does "life worse than death" mean? I'm afraid these two guys in front of him are living examples.

Fu Chenxue pointed a few fingers on Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibai. The two of them exclaimed for a long time, and the itch disappeared immediately. They didn't even have any strength and collapsed on the bed, their fingers were bleeding, their heads and faces were covered with sweat, and their bodies were covered with blood and flesh, which was terrible.

Fu Chenxue said coldly: "Mr. Cui, Mr. Zhang, are you willing to have a good talk with me now?"

"We..." Cui Zhengpeng and Zhang Weibo both wanted to die at this moment. Looking at Fu Chenxue, there was an irresistible fear in their eyes.

"Without my unique antidote, that kind of itch will occur every two hours. I promise to make you two ecstasy."

"No...Mr. Fu, please let us go... No matter what you ask us to do, we will agree."
Chapter completed!