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Song Ci showed a nasty smile, and mercilessly stabbed the knife into Mr. Song's body.
The sound of the sharp blade piercing the skin was a bit dull.
The red blood gushes out crazily like a gushing spring.
Grandpa Song's eyes widened, trembling as he stared closely at Song Ci's face.
Ten fingers, like dead trees, trembling.
He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Song Ci really dared to kill him.
I also don't believe that the grandson he raised since he was a child, who listens to everything, actually has no affection for him¡ª¡ª
Grandpa Song stared unwillingly, his gagged mouth flicked desperately, and there was an involuntary question in his parched throat.
Song Ci didn't show any mercy, just watching Mr. Song's eyes gradually lose vitality, his body became stiff and stagnant, completely turning into a corpse.
Song Ci snorted, his face with a gentle smile was as elegant as ever.
He let go of his hand, and the white handkerchief fell on Mr. Song's blood-stained leg, which was soaked in blood in an instant, and it was shockingly red.
Song Ci stretched out his hand and tidied up his somewhat messy skirt.
He was not splashed with blood, and his clothes were still as clean.
"Crack¡ª¡ª"
The slight sound of the door made Song Ci squint his eyes.
He turned his head away, half of his face hidden in the darkness, with a strange light in his eyes: "Who?"
The deep voice floated in the air, extremely strange.
Killing is seen nothing.
But if the person who saw it took a picture of the whole thing
Song Ci's thoughts turned back and forth, and his eyes were full of viciousness.
He stood up straight and walked towards the door.
The door was gently pushed open, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.
Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Song Ci froze in place.
Instead of the venomous eyes, it was full of excitement.
The thin red lips curved in a pleasant arc: "Little thing, it's you"
Mu Ran walked into the room with light steps, not forgetting to close the door.
This small move successfully pleased Song Ci.
The smile on his face was even stronger, he smiled softly and his eyes were tender: "little thing, why are you here?"
Mu Ran stood where he was, and with the help of the light yellow light, he had a clear view of the scene in the room.
A young man with a smile on his face, a tall and straight figure in a white suit, and a very noble standing posture¡ª¡ª
Sitting behind him was an old man with a crooked body and eyes full of resentment.
A knife was stuck in the old man's abdomen, and the crimson blood soaked the white towel and hospital gown on his legs.
This scene is too weird.
Mu Ran's eyebrows twitched, but the lingering uneasiness in his heart still hasn't dissipated.
This old man should be the culprit who made Song Ci become like this, right?
But, why Song Ci who killed the old man, the malicious value still hasn't decreased in the slightest?
Mu Ran thought in surprise.
However, Song Ci came to him and blocked his eyes from looking at the corpse.
"Little thing, whydon't you look at me?" The gentle whisper made Mu Ran raise his head slowly.
He looked into Song Ci's eyes.
Song Ci's eyes were pure black, without a trace of brown.
Such eyes look a little inexplicably scary.
His eyes are like a bottomless pool, stared at by it, as if he will be sucked into this bottomless deep pool.
Mu Ran's heart was beating violently, and his eardrums were buzzing.
He swallowed nervously, feeling a little parched. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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