Chapter 112 Don't give up

"Papa~~", Feng Xiaobing bowed and pulled over with a big mouth. At the same time, he said viciously, "Shut up, or I'll kill you now."

To deal with the wicked, Feng Xiaobing has his own way, that is, he is more evil than the wicked. Obviously, this method worked. The surviving hitman immediately stopped shouting, afraid of making a noise, and covered his mouth fiercely with both hands.

"Damn it," Feng Xiaobing pulled the man's skirt, cleaned the stained blood, and then stared and continued to say, "Why do you keep your life?"

The thimist was stunned, and then his eyes lit up. He suddenly realized, "I know, I know, young master, no, it's the unsighted thing that offended the immortals. The little one led the way to the immortals and destroyed him all over the door." The th�er seems to have changed a person, and the original master who could still make him kill people just now immediately became a father-killing enemy, opening his mouth and selling the door all over.

Feng Xiaobing shook his head. As he expected, this man lived in rich families all year round, and his brain was also lively. He soon understood what he meant, but the bad root of revenge for self-interest can betray anyone is also deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

resisting the disgust in his heart, Feng Xiaobing kicked him out and shouted, "Don't fucking talk nonsense, lead the way."

The thug smiled happily and felt that he was still useful. Naturally, his life was saved, so he got up and didn't look at his dead companions on the ground. He nodded and bowed into the role of the leading dog. After going on the road, he took the initiative to tell all the information he knew, but soon let Feng Xiaobing know a general idea about the situation of the ** boar family.

It turned out that the boar was actually the illegitimate son of the city owner. The city owner took a fancy to a beautiful geisha. Because of his identity, he naturally could not marry into the door, so he bought a house and raised him privately. After giving birth to a son in this private house, that is, the boar, the city owner who had no children was overjoyed, and the original private status was also cut off. But it's different. Although it still can't be turned into a main room, it has gradually become semi-open. It is no longer a secret in Kandahar City. The original main room can only pretend to be deaf and dumb because it has no children.

In this way, the original private house even gradually surpassed the status of the main house, and a group of relatives and friends also rose to the sky. It didn't take long for them to form a rich family. The people in the city even jokingly call it the main house of the outer city, and its spring breeze can be seen.

All this is because of this illegitimate child, so everyone waits for it as the treasure of the palm of the palm. As long as the illegitimate child wants it, the whole house is regarded as an imperial edict. In this way, you can imagine what kind of person the illegitimate child will become.

The words of the hitman along the way did not make Feng Xiaobing more strange. You can guess by looking at the performance of the fat pig. But these words played another role. Dao Dao's understanding of human society was enriched. At least he began to realize that human beings are indeed a very complex creature completely different from them. Dao Dao, who is still struggling and persistent, can't help but have doubts. Is what Feng Xiaobing said really correct? When there is doubt, it is the beginning of denial. The firm belief that has been formed in Dao Dao's heart for a long time is not as unbreakable as she imagined.

Everyone is a person with kung fu. Kandahar City said it was small, but with a clear direction, soon, the destination, the so-called outer city master's mansion flashed in front of us.

"Immortal, that's ahead." The thrush stopped and looked at Feng Xiaobing and said.

Feng Xiaobing nodded and said expressionlessly, "Well, you have worked hard." Feng Xiaobing paused and said to the little white rabbit, "Kill him."

"Plop~~~", the thimbal knelt softly on the ground and cried with tears, "Gods, spare my life. I have an 80-year-old mother, and I have three-year-old children. A large family is waiting for the young to feed me. If I die, the whole family will not live. They forced me to do all these bad things. Please beg the immortals for help." With that, he kowtowed like garlic, and blood burst out of his forehead, which was extremely desolate.

The little white rabbit will not be moved by it. As soon as the white light flashes in its right palm, it will be killed under its claws.

"Don't~~", the snow girl suddenly shouted and shouted to Feng Xiaobing, "He has repented and begged for mercy. Why did he still kill him?"

Feng Xiaobing sneered and said, "Repentance? This kind of person doesn't know what regret is at all. Let him go here, and he will go to inform you and ask for credit. Do you believe it or not?

The knife was stunned, but the thagitor shouted: "No, never, immortal, boss, I promise, as long as you spare my life, I will go home now and never come out to do bad things again. Otherwise, the sky will thunder, and the 18 layers of animal realm will go down after death." The thrut is extremely sincere and his face is full of tears. He swore with the blood curse.

Dao Dao's expression suddenly became firm and said, "Feng Xiaobing, what you just said is to kill is to save. Now that this person is dead, the family will starve to death, and he promised not to do bad things again. Why did you want to kill him? Hateful, I almost believed you just now. It turned out that what you said was false. Kill is killing, and saving is saving. If you want to kill him, kill me first." It seemed that he regained his self-confidence, and the knife's eyes turned over again and dodged in front of the thug.

Feng Xiaobing's head was big for a while, and he still underestimated the power of their faith. How could the shackles of many years be broken in his own words? However, it's okay to let her receive another real-life education.

"Oi, listen to you, I let him go, but if he really goes to inform you, don't stop me, I don't like it," Feng Xiaobing suddenly laughed and said to Dao Dao Dao.

Dao Dao was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Feng Xiaobing would be persuaded by himself so easily this time, but the hitman was overjoyed and shouted, "No, no, I will leave Kandahar immediately and never come back."

Feng Xiaobing suppressed the disgust in his heart and waved his hand to signal the hitman to get out of here. The hitman really turned around and ran back. It seemed that he really wanted to change his past and say goodbye to the past.

Looking at the thrush disappearing at the corner of the street, Feng Xiaobing looked at the gratified knife, smiled and said, "Follow me, I'll take you to see a good show." After saying that, he jumped in the direction of the thump's disappearance.

The knife said anxiously, "You, you promised me to let him go." Feng Xiaobing did not look back and waved his hand to follow. The little white rabbit pulled the knife and quickly followed.

Feng Xiaobing and the three of them, like the legendary martial arts masters, jumped easily on the ridge of the roadside room. Soon, the running threwd thre appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The thug ran for a while, suddenly stopped and looked back sneaky, and then changed his direction and ran to the other road.

The knife's face changed. Feng Xiaobing, who looked at him with a smile, muttered, "He, he must have gone back to his home, it must be."

Feng Xiaobing shrugged his shoulders, didn't say anything, and continued to follow with everyone.

When the hitman changed his direction several times and finally accelerated straight to the big house in the distance, the knife was already bloodless. Every step taken by the hitman was to tear off the obsession in her mind.

The thimp ran desperately, and there was no movement in the house in front of him. It seems that those masters are also afraid that the lord of the city has not yet taken action. Haha, now I'm going to make a great contribution. It seemed that he saw the beautiful demon core and the seductive beauty beckoning to him. The threed with a big meteor, and the scarlet door was right in front of him.

"Kka~~~", there was a soft sound in his ear, which was the last sound he heard in this world, and then he was greeted by the darkness of eternal silence.

Feng Xiaobing pinched the threworn's neck and quietly flashed back to the street corner where the little white rabbit and the knife were hiding. The threworn was thrown at the foot of the knife like a dead dog.

And the knife didn't look at it at all. He looked at Feng Xiaobing's eyes blankly, and it was full of unbearable pain.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. A simple fantasy will always be shattered one day. The pain of shattered faith is the most unbearable. Dao Dao just wants to die at this moment.