Let Go of That Blackened Heroine

He quickly put away the money he earned, and then prepared to leave.

The bearded man followed.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to rob? Don't look at me like this. I have killed people. Don't come here. I have killed people. I didn't lie to you!"

"I believe."

The bearded man said coldly.

"I just want to ask him, why?"

He stretched out his hand and leaned towards the young man's shoulder.

"Don't come here!" The young man thought that he just wanted to steal his money, or he wanted to ask why he won.

"Why, no why, I am lucky! I have gambling luck, and I am blessed."

"I know." The bearded man shook his head.

"So I asked why, why protect him?" It was more like an angry growl than a question.

"Daddy, me, misfortune, daddy, happiness..."

"take me."

The bearded man raised the Shamat youth with one hand.

"where to?"

"Where you killed your child."

"You, how do you know? You, are you a policeman?" The young man was startled and wanted to break free and run away.

"I'll give you all the money. I've won a lot of money. I'll give you all of it. Let me go."

"Take me there, or I'll kill you!" The bearded man glared.

In an instant, the piss of the young man who killed Matt flowed down his pants.

At that moment, he seemed to see hell, as if he was cooking in a pot, like being in magma.

"Okay, I'll take you there, I'll take you there, let me go." The young man was carried by the bearded man and headed for his home.

His home was nothing more than a shabby little house.

Very narrow room.

Then, he brought the bearded man to a place not far from the door. It was not dirt, but a pothole, more like a natural place to throw garbage.

"It's down there. It's an abandoned well pit."

"Why, I can't raise a child, but I gave birth again."

He looked at the livid-faced middle-aged man, and couldn't help but excuse himself.

"It can't be my fault. I don't even know about this child. I don't even know if this is my child. His mother is a bad girl who hangs out with many people, and I'm just one of them." That's all. Then I haven't contacted for a long time. Suddenly, one day, she threw me a child and said it was mine, and then disappeared. She didn't find out that she was pregnant. Even a child couldn’t find a job, so he had to leave the child to me. I took good care of him at first.”

"Really, I am a good person. I don't even know if this is my child. I have taken care of him. But there is no way, who makes the economic conditions bad now, and I don't have a job, so I can only take care of him. The child is lost."

In the hand of the bearded man, a knife slowly appeared.

"Don't, don't kill me!" The young man was terrified. This time, he couldn't even urinate.

Perhaps, it is because of seeing the god of death, approaching time, perhaps, because approaching death.

His eyes gradually saw things that humans could not see.

It was a small child.

Floating in the air, blocking in front of him.

"Don't bully dad, don't kill dad!"

In an instant, the young man understood a little.

"Baby, baby, you are protecting me, protect Dad!" He hurriedly prayed.

Even adults can't accept just the aura and coercion, let alone a small child, even if he has spiritual power, how can he compare with a powerful middle-aged man who has won the title of Ten Blades.

A middle-aged person can easily kill a child in front of him.But he can't.

He let go of his hand, and the knife fell into the well.

"Why don't you get angry, why don't you resent, why don't you become a demon!"

"boom!"

A shot went off.

The bullet penetrated the bearded man's body.

"Great, we're here. Are you okay?" Bishamonten arrived on a lion.

"Thanks to Zhao Ma, I was able to find and kill him quickly."

Bishamonten was very happy to see the children.

Just now, from a distance, she seemed to have seen this ferocious bearded man, threatening the soul of a child.