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Chapter 170 Addiction

To restrain one's own desires, you would rather make less money than to be safe and safe.

It is not difficult to see from these two points what kind of person is the lame wolf's childhood friend and confidant.

So if you want to convict the lame wolf, you can only take this path.

It is useless to just make small fuss, you have to come up with evidence.

If all the lame wolf people are sluts, how can he make his business bigger?

The hour hand walks through midnight.

But the lame wolf did not go back to the bedroom to rest, but instead clenched his fists and stumbled into the smoking room.

Behind him was a figure, his confidant.

After the lame wolf's hair girl closed the door with her suitcase, the lame wolf twitched all over and fell to the ground.

He raised his fist and punched his face hard.

However, the pain from the face is not worth mentioning compared to the soreness, soreness and astringency of muscles, nausea, nausea and colic throughout the body.

A tough guy can tolerate the severe pain of breaking his hands and feet, but he can't tolerate the feeling of soreness and itching, which comes from the central nervous system.

The lame wolf struggled to get up and held the coffee table in the smoking room.

The tea set above has long been replaced with non-glass products.

Sure enough, the next moment, the lame wolf overturned all the tea sets on the coffee table.

Things on the coffee table fell all over the floor.

But that's not the end.

The lame wolf seemed to burst his eyes, widened his blood-covered eyes and kicked the wooden tea set with his feet like crazy: "Cao Nima!!! It's the grass mud horse!!!! Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The lame wolf cursed and trampled on the tea set like crazy.

These actions did not cause any damage to the wooden teacup except for leaving some scratches on the surface of the teacup.

"Broken for me!!! Why not break!!! Why!!!"

The lame wolf picked up the teacup and smashed it hard towards the wall.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The lame wolf picked up the chair directly, and used all his strength to smash it at the teacup every time.

The wooden chair and teacup were overwhelmed. After countless blows, they finally turned into pieces in his hands.

The lame wolf held the legs of the chair and smashed it again in the smoking room: "Why do everyone have to go against me!!! Why does Wang Youcai have to plot against me even if he dies!!! Why!!! Fuck you!!!"

The lame wolf is not resenting Wang Youcai, it is just that the withdrawal reaction amplifies his negative emotions.

It caused him to lose control of his emotions.

The glass, mirror, vase, teapot in the smoking room...all the fragile things turned into pieces under the crazy actions of the lame wolf.

The lame wolf overturned the sofa, pushed it to the bookshelf, and smashed the chair... Because he couldn't lift the coffee table that was planted with hundreds of kilograms, he punched and kicked the coffee table.

Until both hands and legs, they all swelled and lost consciousness.

The lame wolf roared, trying to vent the violent and impulsive desire in his body in this way, but because of the severe pain in his abdomen, he fell to the ground in pain again.

And his childhood friend, who is also the second-in-command of the power, was holding a suitcase and watching all this quietly.

The fallen lame wolf accidentally caught a glimpse of the storage locker in the smoking room.

So he began to climb towards the storage cabinet in the smoking room, where there was a good medicine that could relieve the feeling of consuming the heart of a hundred insects.

But when the body of the lame wolf just showed signs of crawling towards the storage cabinet.

The lame wolf's young boy came over with a suitcase and kicked him in the head.

The lame wolf's tears remained uncontrollably, but the corners of his mouth were laughing. He gasped and said, "Hahaha...haha...Ah Huan, I can't bear it anymore..."

The man named Ah Huan did not speak, but opened the suitcase and took out the syringe, and gave the lame wolf a shot of naloxone.

Yes, you guessed right, the lame wolf is quitting drugs.

When it comes to drugs, the first reaction of most people is the source of all evil.

But what is wrong is not chemical drugs. The original function of these chemical preparations is to be used for medical treatment to benefit mankind.

However, as criminals change their processing technology again and again, purify and abuse the addicted parts again and again, the word drug finally emerges.

The definition of drugs is actually very broad.

Although each region has different definitions of it, apart from traditional drugs such as heroin and ice, many things can be defined as drugs.

It depends on how the relevant regions promote.

Cigarettes, betel nuts, charts... These things are essentially no different from drugs, but their harm is not as great as traditional high-purity drugs.

People also need this kind of thing to relieve stress as daily entertainment.

For example, betel nut is directly characterized as a soft drug, but people in other regions still chew it?

In their concept, this is just a very common way of entertainment.

Some people still have to chew betel nut because they chew oral ulcers, bleeding gums, loss of appetite, and even have oral cancer.

Because the chewing person's body can no longer resist the feeling of mental comfort.

Isn’t this a manifestation of drug addiction?

The only difference between them and drugs is addictiveness and damage to the body, which is not as cruel as traditional drugs.

The picture returns to the lame wolf.

Once drug addiction is infected, it will never be possible to quit in your life.

The only way to quit drugs is to always be physically isolated from the environment where drugs exist.

But who is the lame wolf?

He is a big drug lord and never lacks high-purity products at hand.

So his drug addiction is much deeper than that of ordinary people. If you use other pathology as an example, it is definitely late for cancer.

In this kind of drug-free environment, even a saint cannot quit even when he comes.

Due to long-term injection of naloxone, antibodies have appeared in the lame wolf's body.

Ah Huan also knew that a shot of naloxone could not relieve the withdrawal symptoms of lame wolf, so he silently took out the grinding box and took out a small bag of leaves.

The grinding box is a small round box similar to a cooling oil, except that it is covered with serrated bulges that can grind the leaves even more.

Ah Huan divided a small handful of leaves and put them in the grinding box, then pinched half of the box with both hands, and turned back and forth with his left hand clockwise and counterclockwise for several times.

Ah Huan wrapped the crushed leaves in rolled paper, lit them, and handed them to the lame wolf's mouth, then rolled up the second one without stopping.

When the lame wolf saw the cigarette, he saw an oasis on his two-day hiking in the desert, and quickly grabbed the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Since the lame wolf is in this industry, he never thought that he could completely quit the poison and replace fruits and white flour with leaves. This is the best way Ah Huan could think of.

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