Chapter 397: Who do you think you are? (fourth more!)
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The crazy crowd was dispersed by the guards with the knife, but there were only a few flesh-and-blood corpses left in the place, especially the body of Valk, but there was only one pool of flesh and blood, and the quilt could not see this. It used to be a person.
The blood stained everyone's hands and clothes, and the stones that were still held in their hands by the pieces.
They did not go far, standing side by side and becoming silent again.
Silently looking at the bodies on the ground, silently watching the patrol guards with swords in their hands and the middle-aged man Woodrow, who was a big belly, patrolled.
"This... my Valk!" Woodrow stepped forward and looked at the flesh and blood on the ground, leaving only the blood-stained clothes and the Knight's badge on the side of the gravel to identify him. The identity, his face was white, his fat flesh was shaking, his outstretched hands stopped in the air, and he took a few deep breaths, his expression gradually became angry, and his eyes glanced at every one present. People, gnashing their teeth: "Who is! Who killed my Valk!"
Those who were stoned with blood, still looked at him silently, but this time there was no timidity and retreat, and even the stones in their hands were not put down.
The scene was quiet and no sound could be heard.
McGonagall looked at Woodro, who was bloated. It seemed that he was the one behind Valk. He could walk for many years and be evil. He is undoubtedly the biggest umbrella and pusher.
As for the benefits that he can get in the evil of Valk, this is not known, but the number of people who die and suffer humiliation because of him is not less than that of Valk.
He does not do evil himself, but he is the real devil.
"It's me." When Meg was ready to speak out, the old man who had previously stepped forward stepped forward and looked at Woodrow's teeth and fangs: "I killed him, I also bite one of him." Ears, now in my stomach, do you want to cut my belly?"
Woodrow looked at the **** face, the old man with broken meat between his teeth, his lips squatting, pointing at him and angering: "How could you kill the old ghost, but you dare to eat his ears and put He grabbed me, cut his ears and sent me to Basti prison!"
"I have been working under the mine for a lifetime. My two sons died under the mine three years ago. Our family paid for the crystal mine of the chaotic city. This day, I raped my daughter-in-law, even my six-year-old. The granddaughter has not let go, the daughter-in-law is hanging up with her granddaughter, but no one gives me justice! I live to this day, just to one day kill the ok, this is a bastard, I can't wait to eat his meat, drink his blood. Chew his bones!" The old man's eyes looked at Woodrow with blood red, and a broken finger pointed at his heartbreaking rumor: "Road? You dog officer, you will have retribution!"
"Give me a catch! Let him shut up!" Woodrow trembled, and the two guards stepped forward.
"I will wait for you below, Valk will die, then you will die! Dog officer, I will wait for you." The old man looked at the crowd after the McGonagall, directly killed in Woodrow In front of.
Woodrow looked at the old man's body with his blinking eyes, and subconsciously stepped back two steps. A creepy feeling rose from the back. The two words before the old man continually echoed in his mind. .
Valk is dead, who is the next one?
Woodrow’s heart was a little panicked.
"Who killed Wark in the end! If you guys dare to cover the murderer, I will put all of you in the Bastig prison, let you try to torture inside, you can't get out of this life!" Woodrow Calm, in the guards of the guards, looked at the crowd and asked coldly.
"It's me. I took his finger down with a stone. He took my sister. Three days later I found her in the river. I seem to hear her say that she is cold, but she can't talk anymore. Buried her, then, I want to kill him." A thin-looking teenager like a bamboo pole took a step forward, holding a finger in his hand, looking like an eleven-year-old, There is calmness that does not match the age.
"It's me, I took out his eyes, just like he had pulled out my mother's eyes..."
A person stood up and looked at Woodrow, telling a story of the past, without the slightest fear.
"It seems that let him die, it's still cheaper." McGonagall glanced at the body of the old man who was lying on the ground, and the one who came out, sighed in his heart, an angry mood from His heart began to rise.
He knows that even in the city of chaos, there is a dark existence. Even if the modern legal society can't do it everywhere, how can this city, which is exploring the progress of the rule of law and equality, completely avoid it?
But he never thought that this darkness is such a whirlpool of eating people. The same tragedy is repeated and repeated, clearly living in such a city known for equality and rules, but their lives are not respected. .
The scum that died in his hands, and the guy who became his umbrella, **** it.
Woodrow looked at the people who came out one by one. He used to be a skinny black mouse in his eyes. Now he has a nearly crazy look in his eyes. Even those who are no longer afraid of death are the most frightening.
"The patrol of the adult, that guy, is that he flew Colin on one foot. It must have killed him." Even if these black mice are more, they are definitely not the opponents of Wark, otherwise they will not. I waited until today." At this moment, a thin young man standing next to Woodrow shouted at McGonagall, pointing to the crowd.
Woodrow’s gaze turned to McGonagall, revealing a touch of surprise. The man didn’t belong here at first sight. It’s like a pool of stagnant water that suddenly broke out like this. Even Walk died. The guy is very likely to be the culprit, waving a hand: "Catch him over to me!"
"That guy challenged me and was killed by me in the duel. According to the law of the city of chaos, you have no reason to catch me." McGonagall stood in the same place, watching Woodrow calmly say: "And, you should worry now. How to arrange your own affairs and do so many evil things, I think, you will die as bad as his death."
Woodrow looked at Meg, laughed, smiled and bent, and smiled in tears in his eyes. Finally, he suddenly stood up straight, his face smiled all over, pointing to the ground. The flesh and blood bite his teeth: "I don't have a son. From the age of five, Valk is with me. I have him as a son, ready to let him inherit everything from me, let him give me a pension, and you kill. He didn't even leave me with a complete body.
I am going to kill you, I will feed you and the little girl with a knife and let you know what is the pain of the funeral.
And these black mice, I will put them all in the Barsti prison, not to think about it in this life.
Here, I Woodrow is the king, no one can violate my meaning!
Who do you think you are? ”
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The crazy crowd was dispersed by the guards with the knife, but there were only a few flesh-and-blood corpses left in the place, especially the body of Valk, but there was only one pool of flesh and blood, and the quilt could not see this. It used to be a person.
The blood stained everyone's hands and clothes, and the stones that were still held in their hands by the pieces.
They did not go far, standing side by side and becoming silent again.
Silently looking at the bodies on the ground, silently watching the patrol guards with swords in their hands and the middle-aged man Woodrow, who was a big belly, patrolled.
"This... my Valk!" Woodrow stepped forward and looked at the flesh and blood on the ground, leaving only the blood-stained clothes and the Knight's badge on the side of the gravel to identify him. The identity, his face was white, his fat flesh was shaking, his outstretched hands stopped in the air, and he took a few deep breaths, his expression gradually became angry, and his eyes glanced at every one present. People, gnashing their teeth: "Who is! Who killed my Valk!"
Those who were stoned with blood, still looked at him silently, but this time there was no timidity and retreat, and even the stones in their hands were not put down.
The scene was quiet and no sound could be heard.
McGonagall looked at Woodro, who was bloated. It seemed that he was the one behind Valk. He could walk for many years and be evil. He is undoubtedly the biggest umbrella and pusher.
As for the benefits that he can get in the evil of Valk, this is not known, but the number of people who die and suffer humiliation because of him is not less than that of Valk.
He does not do evil himself, but he is the real devil.
"It's me." When Meg was ready to speak out, the old man who had previously stepped forward stepped forward and looked at Woodrow's teeth and fangs: "I killed him, I also bite one of him." Ears, now in my stomach, do you want to cut my belly?"
Woodrow looked at the **** face, the old man with broken meat between his teeth, his lips squatting, pointing at him and angering: "How could you kill the old ghost, but you dare to eat his ears and put He grabbed me, cut his ears and sent me to Basti prison!"
"I have been working under the mine for a lifetime. My two sons died under the mine three years ago. Our family paid for the crystal mine of the chaotic city. This day, I raped my daughter-in-law, even my six-year-old. The granddaughter has not let go, the daughter-in-law is hanging up with her granddaughter, but no one gives me justice! I live to this day, just to one day kill the ok, this is a bastard, I can't wait to eat his meat, drink his blood. Chew his bones!" The old man's eyes looked at Woodrow with blood red, and a broken finger pointed at his heartbreaking rumor: "Road? You dog officer, you will have retribution!"
"Give me a catch! Let him shut up!" Woodrow trembled, and the two guards stepped forward.
"I will wait for you below, Valk will die, then you will die! Dog officer, I will wait for you." The old man looked at the crowd after the McGonagall, directly killed in Woodrow In front of.
Woodrow looked at the old man's body with his blinking eyes, and subconsciously stepped back two steps. A creepy feeling rose from the back. The two words before the old man continually echoed in his mind. .
Valk is dead, who is the next one?
Woodrow’s heart was a little panicked.
"Who killed Wark in the end! If you guys dare to cover the murderer, I will put all of you in the Bastig prison, let you try to torture inside, you can't get out of this life!" Woodrow Calm, in the guards of the guards, looked at the crowd and asked coldly.
"It's me. I took his finger down with a stone. He took my sister. Three days later I found her in the river. I seem to hear her say that she is cold, but she can't talk anymore. Buried her, then, I want to kill him." A thin-looking teenager like a bamboo pole took a step forward, holding a finger in his hand, looking like an eleven-year-old, There is calmness that does not match the age.
"It's me, I took out his eyes, just like he had pulled out my mother's eyes..."
A person stood up and looked at Woodrow, telling a story of the past, without the slightest fear.
"It seems that let him die, it's still cheaper." McGonagall glanced at the body of the old man who was lying on the ground, and the one who came out, sighed in his heart, an angry mood from His heart began to rise.
He knows that even in the city of chaos, there is a dark existence. Even if the modern legal society can't do it everywhere, how can this city, which is exploring the progress of the rule of law and equality, completely avoid it?
But he never thought that this darkness is such a whirlpool of eating people. The same tragedy is repeated and repeated, clearly living in such a city known for equality and rules, but their lives are not respected. .
The scum that died in his hands, and the guy who became his umbrella, **** it.
Woodrow looked at the people who came out one by one. He used to be a skinny black mouse in his eyes. Now he has a nearly crazy look in his eyes. Even those who are no longer afraid of death are the most frightening.
"The patrol of the adult, that guy, is that he flew Colin on one foot. It must have killed him." Even if these black mice are more, they are definitely not the opponents of Wark, otherwise they will not. I waited until today." At this moment, a thin young man standing next to Woodrow shouted at McGonagall, pointing to the crowd.
Woodrow’s gaze turned to McGonagall, revealing a touch of surprise. The man didn’t belong here at first sight. It’s like a pool of stagnant water that suddenly broke out like this. Even Walk died. The guy is very likely to be the culprit, waving a hand: "Catch him over to me!"
"That guy challenged me and was killed by me in the duel. According to the law of the city of chaos, you have no reason to catch me." McGonagall stood in the same place, watching Woodrow calmly say: "And, you should worry now. How to arrange your own affairs and do so many evil things, I think, you will die as bad as his death."
Woodrow looked at Meg, laughed, smiled and bent, and smiled in tears in his eyes. Finally, he suddenly stood up straight, his face smiled all over, pointing to the ground. The flesh and blood bite his teeth: "I don't have a son. From the age of five, Valk is with me. I have him as a son, ready to let him inherit everything from me, let him give me a pension, and you kill. He didn't even leave me with a complete body.
I am going to kill you, I will feed you and the little girl with a knife and let you know what is the pain of the funeral.
And these black mice, I will put them all in the Barsti prison, not to think about it in this life.
Here, I Woodrow is the king, no one can violate my meaning!
Who do you think you are? ”
The crazy crowd was dispersed by the guards with the knife, but there were only a few flesh-and-blood corpses left in the place, especially the body of Valk, but there was only one pool of flesh and blood, and the quilt could not see this. It used to be a person.The blood stained everyone's hands and clothes, and the stones that were still held in their hands by the pieces.They did not go far, standing side by side and becoming silent again.Silently looking at the bodies on the ground, silently watching the patrol guards with swords in their hands and the middle-aged man Woodrow, who was a big belly, patrolled."This... my Valk!" Woodrow stepped forward and looked at the flesh and blood on the ground, leaving only the blood-stained clothes and the Knight's badge on the side of the gravel to identify him. The identity, his face was white, his fat flesh was shaking, his outstretched hands stopped in the air, and he took a few deep breaths, his expression gradually became angry, and his eyes glanced at every one present. People, gnashing their teeth: "Who is! Who killed my Valk!"Those who were stoned with blood, still looked at him silently, but this time there was no timidity and retreat, and even the stones in their hands were not put down.The scene was quiet and no sound could be heard.McGonagall looked at Woodro, who was bloated. It seemed that he was the one behind Valk. He could walk for many years and be evil. He is undoubtedly the biggest umbrella and pusher.As for the benefits that he can get in the evil of Valk, this is not known, but the number of people who die and suffer humiliation because of him is not less than that of Valk.He does not do evil himself, but he is the real devil."It's me." When Meg was ready to speak out, the old man who had previously stepped forward stepped forward and looked at Woodrow's teeth and fangs: "I killed him, I also bite one of him." Ears, now in my stomach, do you want to cut my belly?"Woodrow looked at the **** face, the old man with broken meat between his teeth, his lips squatting, pointing at him and angering: "How could you kill the old ghost, but you dare to eat his ears and put He grabbed me, cut his ears and sent me to Basti prison!""I have been working under the mine for a lifetime. My two sons died under the mine three years ago. Our family paid for the crystal mine of the chaotic city. This day, I raped my daughter-in-law, even my six-year-old. The granddaughter has not let go, the daughter-in-law is hanging up with her granddaughter, but no one gives me justice! I live to this day, just to one day kill the ok, this is a bastard, I can't wait to eat his meat, drink his blood. Chew his bones!" The old man's eyes looked at Woodrow with blood red, and a broken finger pointed at his heartbreaking rumor: "Road? You dog officer, you will have retribution!""Give me a catch! Let him shut up!" Woodrow trembled, and the two guards stepped forward."I will wait for you below, Valk will die, then you will die! Dog officer, I will wait for you." The old man looked at the crowd after the McGonagall, directly killed in Woodrow In front of.Woodrow looked at the old man's body with his blinking eyes, and subconsciously stepped back two steps. A creepy feeling rose from the back. The two words before the old man continually echoed in his mind. .Valk is dead, who is the next one?Woodrow's heart was a little panicked."Who killed Wark in the end! If you guys dare to cover the murderer, I will put all of you in the Bastig prison, let you try to torture inside, you can't get out of this life!" Woodrow Calm, in the guards of the guards, looked at the crowd and asked coldly."It's me. I took his finger down with a stone. He took my sister. Three days later I found her in the river. I seem to hear her say that she is cold, but she can't talk anymore. Buried her, then, I want to kill him." A thin-looking teenager like a bamboo pole took a step forward, holding a finger in his hand, looking like an eleven-year-old, There is calmness that does not match the age."It's me, I took out his eyes, just like he had pulled out my mother's eyes..."A person stood up and looked at Woodrow, telling a story of the past, without the slightest fear."It seems that let him die, it's still cheaper." McGonagall glanced at the body of the old man who was lying on the ground, and the one who came out, sighed in his heart, an angry mood from His heart began to rise.He knows that even in the city of chaos, there is a dark existence. Even if the modern legal society can't do it everywhere, how can this city, which is exploring the progress of the rule of law and equality, completely avoid it?But he never thought that this darkness is such a whirlpool of eating people. The same tragedy is repeated and repeated, clearly living in such a city known for equality and rules, but their lives are not respected. .The scum that died in his hands, and the guy who became his umbrella, **** it.Woodrow looked at the people who came out one by one. He used to be a skinny black mouse in his eyes. Now he has a nearly crazy look in his eyes. Even those who are no longer afraid of death are the most frightening."The patrol of the adult, that guy, is that he flew Colin on one foot. It must have killed him." Even if these black mice are more, they are definitely not the opponents of Wark, otherwise they will not. I waited until today." At this moment, a thin young man standing next to Woodrow shouted at McGonagall, pointing to the crowd.Woodrow's gaze turned to McGonagall, revealing a touch of surprise. The man didn't belong here at first sight. It's like a pool of stagnant water that suddenly broke out like this. Even Walk died. The guy is very likely to be the culprit, waving a hand: "Catch him over to me!""That guy challenged me and was killed by me in the duel. According to the law of the city of chaos, you have no reason to catch me." McGonagall stood in the same place, watching Woodrow calmly say: "And, you should worry now. How to arrange your own affairs and do so many evil things, I think, you will die as bad as his death."Woodrow looked at Meg, laughed, smiled and bent, and smiled in tears in his eyes. Finally, he suddenly stood up straight, his face smiled all over, pointing to the ground. The flesh and blood bite his teeth: "I don't have a son. From the age of five, Valk is with me. I have him as a son, ready to let him inherit everything from me, let him give me a pension, and you kill. He didn't even leave me with a complete body.I am going to kill you, I will feed you and the little girl with a knife and let you know what is the pain of the funeral.And these black mice, I will put them all in the Barsti prison, not to think about it in this life.Here, I Woodrow is the king, no one can violate my meaning!Who do you think you are?
