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The old man lowered his eyebrows and looked at the stalls scattered on the ground. His expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "You scumbags, it's all because of you, go to hell."

As he spoke, he pulled out a sharp dagger and stabbed the yellow hair fiercely.

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment. He was used to pretending to be powerful. He had never seen a real sword or a real gun. He didn't react for a while, and the sound of a dagger cutting through flesh and blood was heard.

Huang Mao covered the wound on his body in pain, pushed the old man hard, and backed away despite the pain.

He felt like he was going to die. He had suffered retribution before he had done any bad things. If he had known better, he would have listened to his grandma more.

The old man's face was sprayed with blood, his eyes were red, and he swung the dagger at the other frightened gangsters who were running away in panic.

Huang Mao didn't dare to step forward. The hole in his body was bleeding. He had to save himself. He slowly staggered to a corner until he suddenly fell to the ground. He shook and made an emergency call.

After a moment of output, the phone fell to the ground. He looked at the dark sky sadly, the deliberately glib expression on his face softened, and he looked quite handsome upon closer inspection.

He leaned against the wall and waited for death. Liu Zhi tilted his head and looked at Huang Mao, who seemed to have fainted. If the bleeding didn't stop, he would really die.

He was pretty good at running, and he happened to be not far from where Liu Zhi was watching the excitement, and all of his chatter just now was overheard.

Unexpectedly, he appeared to be so sophisticated, but he turned out to be just a rebellious boy in middle school. Liu Zhi walked over to him, stretched out his hand to control the bleeding wound with his spiritual power, and performed a good deed that day.

By the time the arrangements were made here, the other gangsters had all run away, leaving only the gangster boss and the old man who had just gone crazy.

The gangster boss stood behind without making any movement, but his eyes were astonishingly cold.

The old man was exhausted. Seeing that he couldn't catch up with the others, he rushed towards the gangster boss.

I don’t know where the courage came from. The gangster boss looked over and saw that he was two heads taller than the old man.

The dagger was hanging in front of the gangster boss, unable to move even an inch. Liu Zhi looked at the old man who was being held up like a little chicken by the gangster leader and watched quietly.

The gangster boss said with no emotion in his voice: "Old man, are you venting?"

The old man stiffened and said in a dry voice: "No, I am stopping you."

The gangster boss's fingers pressed hard against the old man's neck until it turned red. The old man had no ability to struggle at all.

The gangster boss held the dying smoke in his mouth: "Old man, don't you know what I'm doing?"

The old man's body was completely motionless, and his voice said urgently: "I didn't, I don't know, it's all your fault. Without you, Xiaoyou would not have died."

After hearing this, the gangster boss threw the old man away and said: Oh, wasn't it you who forced her to death?

The old man shrank his body and murmured, "I didn't. She was disobedient. She was obviously very obedient before. Xiaoyou is a good child. He looks so pretty when he smiles."

The gangster boss sneered, "Huh? Obedient, she died just because she no longer obeyed your orders."

The old man was like a cat that had been stepped on, and he stabbed him instantly: "What do you know? I did it for her own good, and what I asked her to do would not hurt her. Why didn't she obey me? She was very well-behaved before. Be good, why? Why?"

The gangster boss seemed to have seen a bed bug ":..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Liu Zhi opened his eyes wide in surprise. There were a lot of factors.

He looked at the two of them keenly, and then heard the old man say harshly, "It's you. It's you who want to take Xiaoyou away from me, and now you want to disturb my muse."