Chapter 4820: hate

After a speech, endless killing intent flooded the old shopkeeper's body instantly: "At that time, you were such a face, but you were much younger...but the eyes can't be wrong!"
He pointed his eyes.
"Did you see my eyes? You then, like me now, are like looking at an ant that can be pinched to death at any time... Disdain, contempt, cold, vicious... So, you take out a handful of dead people The sword on my body pierced my chest!"
He suddenly shot his finger and pierced the penetrating wound on Zhao Sheng's chest.
"what……"
Zhao Sheng screamed again.
The old shopkeeper didn't mean to show mercy at all, and yanked hard and forcefully.
"what……"
Zhao Sheng's tone changed. He didn't care about the upper part of his leg, he subconsciously grasped the wrist of the old shopkeeper, was pressed by his right leg mercilessly, and slammed his left hand out.
A piece of fresh flesh and blood dangling in Zhao Sheng's hand, dripping with blood.
Feng Chenglin couldn't help but licked his lips: "This... is this old guy cruel enough? He actually tore off a piece of meat in Zhao Sheng like this..."
Ling Luoyu frowned slightly and shook his head: "That's because there is more hateful pain in his heart..."
really--
"This piece of meat is for my daughter..." The old shopkeeper placed the blood on Zhao Sheng's face, and let the blood drip on his face: "You know what? She is only five years old... When I saw those puppets, I couldn't be scared...with soft legs and unable to move...Do you know how she died?"
Zhao Sheng's cry stopped instantly, his eyes were frightened, but he dared not answer.
"Snapped!"
Flesh fell on his face.
The old shopkeeper's hand inserted into his wound again, and Zhao Sheng screamed, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood again.
"That's how she... was... torn apart by those puppets..."
"Beast!" Feng Chenglin immediately roared forward and smashed Zhao Sheng's intact leg with a punch.
He just knew that the puppet killed people, but he didn't expect it to be such a fact.
He also has a daughter!
I can't imagine how desperate my daughter would be when she encountered all this!
The old shopkeeper gave him a surprised look, and paused when he held his flesh and blood.
Feng Chenglin ignored Zhao Sheng's howling, and shook his hand: "Sorry, I was too angry just now, I didn't control it... Then what, you continue... The matter between us and this grandson does not matter, you killed him. It's a success!"
"No...Mr. Wind, help..."
Zhao Sheng howled, still trying to catch Feng Chenglin, the last straw.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong... If you want to know, I will tell you what... as long as you save me... yes yes, Mr. Ling, I know what's in the well... as long as you save me, I will tell you everything I know!"
"Save you?" Ling Luoyu looked sideways, and fresh water glided across the well without a trace: "As far as the things you have done, my interest in this well is gone! In my brother's words, You are beasts...but, my control is better than him, and I won't do anything to you!"
It's pretty good not to do it!
I really want to be rescued! ?
What a special spring and autumn dream!
The old shopkeeper glanced at the two with complicated eyes, then shot again, and the clavicle of Zhao Sheng, which was pinched with one hand, was exposed to pieces.