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79 Trampling the Grave of Evil ([-])

Then the woman said: "Zhe Zhe, my old man is called Xiwangmu, also known as Queen Mother, these people, they are not good people, but they are different from the bad people you know, they are all bad people who do great things and kill people. "

Zhezhe raised his head, staring at her with a pair of swarthy eyes: "Really?"

The Queen Mother nodded.

He said, "Can they help me kill the bad guys?"

Because he saw what happened, Voldemort did his part, walked over first, and said in a haughty manner: "Of course, I can help you kill the bad guy you want to kill, but...why don't you do it yourself? He stretched out his hand and waved at the glass house on one side, and a cobra just flown in swam over like this.

The hissing of the cobra conveyed a dangerous message, but Zhe Zhe was not afraid. His face had a strange mixture of numbness and excitement. Voldemort knew very well that the numbness was because he was numb from being hurt, and the excitement was because He saw the terrible viper.

Poisonous snakes can kill.

Zhezhe raised his head and looked at Voldemort: "Can it kill people?"

Voldemort nodded: "Of course, but you have to control him yourself."

Zhe Zhe nodded fiercely.He gritted his teeth and his cheeks puffed up when he nodded.His ruthlessness revealed the secret in his heart.

At his age, under such circumstances, the law and social morality have almost zero binding force on him.The only thing a child knows when he is young is that if someone beats him, he will fight back, and if someone scolds him, he will scold him back. This is the child's most basic sense of fairness.

And now, so does he.

His hatred is very substantive, no one can make him give up his hatred, especially Voldemort who has already got close, he "hissed" at Zhezhe with a smile, using an incredible magic to transform His own body until he looked like he was only 11 years old.

Zhezhe was amazed by such magic, he turned to look at the Queen Mother, saw her smiling at him, his forehead twitched, and suddenly thought that the Queen Mother in the story was a very bad person, but she was a fairy.

Zhezhe didn't think the Queen Mother was a bad person because of his unique experience, but he thought she was a person who couldn't be better.In his opinion, mothers should protect their children from being snatched away, and prevent their children from marrying others and having children with others. His mother could not do this, but the Queen Mother not only did it, but also did it very well... Although there are always real bad guys messing around!

So, he threw himself into the arms of the Queen Mother and asked, "My Lady Queen, please let me become an adult!"

The Queen Mother stretched out her hand and gently touched the top of his head, and asked softly: "Zhe Zhe, why do you want to become an adult? Most people will become ugly when they grow up, and ugly people can't tolerate those Good people. So they hurt kids, they hurt good people, they show their strength by hurting, and they don't know, that's the proof of their power loss."

Zhezhe shook his head incomprehension.

The queen mother said again: "When you grow up, you should always be a beautiful person and don't give in to ugly people. Do you understand?" She sighed slightly, "Forget it, you are young, so you don't need to understand these things. When you grow up, you I get it.

"But if you grow up, you will make the bad guys wary, and you won't be able to take revenge like this, right?"

Zhe Zhe, whose thinking is still relatively straight, finally understood her few words, so he didn't want to grow up.

Although she didn't want to grow up right away, Voldemort turned into a child. The queen mother said to Zhezhe, "Zhezhe, take Voldemort back, and don't make a fuss about it, and don't go back to your house. Everything will be done according to Voldemort's instructions." He is almost a hundred years old, so he knows more than you, and he has many more means of revenge."

Zhe Zhe turned to look at Voldemort suspiciously.

Hissing like a snake, Voldemort said, "I am Lauder Voldemort, I am a wizard—bang!" There was an explosion in his mouth, and a flame exploded in his hand.

Ten-year-old Zhe Zhe clenched his little hands tightly as if he had taken a reassurance.

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The foreman on the construction site was stabbed and castrated.

This story spread all over the next day. Although the foreman was not there, everyone was gossiping, and some people knew what was going on. I asked Zhezhe's stepfather, Wang Baoquan, but Wang Baoquan was very worried when he was outside. He is tactful, leaving three points for what he says and does. He does the kind of thing that sells children's butts, even if he does it, he does it behind his back. No one really dares to say it publicly.

A few incomprehensible elders got together and talked for a while, talking as if they had never done anything wrong, each of them looked like a person.

However, they also know their faults of not being on the stage, but faults are faults, but they don't think there is anything wrong.

Among these few people, some people like men, but they don't like hard-bodied old men, they only like delicate young men; Yes, I just feel that the feeling of being aggressive is particularly good, and the child has no regrets, no matter how you do it, it will be aggressive.

What good can they do together?

Wang Baoquan took a bottle of white wine worth [-] cents, poured a little, and took a sip: "I didn't expect that either, that little bastard is quite strong, hehe, you have to be careful."

"Next time you send it over, check it carefully, understand! Besides, it's so strong, why can't it be wheeled? Just be careful, don't put two sticks together!" Someone took a paper cup and approached Let him pour some wine.

"I said, old grandson, don't act recklessly, don't spoil the way you've worked so hard for!" Wang Baoquan still poured a glass of wine for the old grandson.

Wine is the most shabby kind of wine, and the ingredients are solid wine, liquid wine, and water.

But this kind of wine is also something they use to satisfy their greed.These people live at the bottom, and they themselves are looked down upon by others, and they pass this look down on innocent people later.

Of course, there are too many normal people living at the bottom of the society, and too many relying on hard work to make money to get better and better, and only those who pass on their anger will live worse and worse. It's like the world rewards them with malice.

Wang Baoquan drank with a few like-minded coworkers, stood up unsteadily, and wanted to go home to find his little bastard.

After walking not far, a car stopped beside him, and a man who looked quite mature and steady dragged him into the car.

Wang Baoquan shook his head, but he was not completely sober from the wine.

The man asked: "I heard...you have a way to get a clean little boy here?"

Wang Baoquan laughed straight: "Clean fart! I have opened it to him a long time ago! But not many times... I am still young, only ten years old, and I have not connected a few times. I am afraid that it will not be enjoyable if it is broken... ...What, do you want to play?"

The man pondered, and after a while, he said, "Originally, if it was clean, I planned to buy it out for you, but if... so, I will give you [-], and you send the child to me for a month. Do it for a month first, and then continue with you when it suits you."

Wang Baoquan was sober now.

He stared blankly at the man in front of him, he was not bad looking, he was in his forties, his hair was scrupulously combed, he was wearing a suit, and he was driving a car... He looked like a decent man.

"Hey..." He laughed, "I didn't expect someone like you to have such a hobby..."

The man sneered: "Be honest, I won't let you suffer, otherwise..." He took out a wad of money and slapped Wang Baoquan in the face, "I have a lot of skills to make you survive or die."

Wang Baoquan nodded repeatedly.

"Also," the man said, "look for a few more small, tender, and good-looking ones. I'll just like this."

Wang Baoquan was busy smiling all over his face: "Okay! Please be good!"

He got out of the car with 1 yuan in his arms, and his heart was so beautiful.

All the way back home briskly, he didn't quarrel with the woman, nor did he find fault with the woman's poor cooking or dirty laundry. Instead, he had a gentle gesture and asked, "Where's Duner?"

The woman shivered: "No...not back."

"Didn't come back? Didn't you come back? Why don't you look for it? How can you be a mother? Bitch = human! Without Dun'er, what use are you? Don't you know that Dun'er is Jin Dundun? It's worth more than your stinky [beep] It's gone!" Suddenly, Wang Baoquan became angry, grabbed his job bowl and threw it at him.The rice bowl wiped the woman's forehead, and the skin was torn, but blood flowed from the forehead.

"Don't look for it yet!" Wang Baoquan scolded again, "If you can't find Dun'er, don't come back!"

The woman took her coat and ran out tremblingly before she could put it on.

She cried as she walked on the road, wishing she could find her son and beat him to death to be happy, but she felt sorry for her son... Her peaceful life was bought by his son's torture, and she didn't want to, but she couldn't leave Wang Baoquan. If she left Wang Baoquan, how would she survive?

This woman is really the kind of person who can shirk responsibility.

Such a person lives in this world to scare people off.She was sobbing, only thinking that she was not at fault, it was her son who was at fault, but she couldn't kill him, because he was the flesh that fell from her body... But after thinking about it, this child seduced Her stepfather was so bad, and she felt that she should teach him a good lesson... She really hated her and didn't know what to do.

She walked like this, walked all the way, searched all the places where Zhezhe might go, and finally found Zhezhe at the school gate.

Zhezhe is with a little classmate.

The two of them squatted there, seeming to be watching the ants.

"Where did you die, you little beast!" The woman became furious when she saw her son, no matter whether anyone was present or not, she screamed and rushed over to hit Zhe Zhe.

At this moment, a long black thing jumped out of Zhe Zhe's hand, and rushed towards her!

"Ah!" The harsh cry of the woman was especially frightening in the evening.

Zhezhe stood there with numbness on his face.