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Coat of Arms of the Wolf Chapter 84 Moth (2)

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    Xiaoliu is a smart person. How can a smart person risk his life to act in a play where he may die at any time?  The answers can be many.

    Xiao Liu saved Dao Zi. Although Dao Zi had some psychological flaws, it was obvious that he would never kill him without giving him a chance to speak. Of course, this was only Xiao Liu's first reason.

    "Xiao Liu is a man with deep knowledge of the city, and he knows the knife very accurately, so his plan is carried out so nearly perfectly, and his understanding of the knife is the second reason why he is here.

    Xiao Dao is not a calm person, at least he is much more impatient than Han Zhui. And when Xiao Dao witnessed Han Zhui's death, in addition to despair, there was only a strong sense of revenge in him.  Yan, once a person is blinded by hatred, how can he still see clearly the remaining clues in front of him?  This is Xiao Liu's third reason.

    With these three reasons, Xiaoliu can naturally let the knife put it on his neck with confidence, and there is only one thing he has to do at this moment, and that is to ignite the desire for revenge that the knife will kill Namjoon.

    "What did they say!"

    As expected by Xiao Liu, the knife was like a moth that had found a glimmer of light, slowly dancing along with the script he had laid out.

    "Xiao Liu is only a fifteen or sixteen year old child, but it is this young child who has fully demonstrated his acting skills that would make any actor feel sad.

    "I was a little drunk at the time I was separated by a door so I couldn't hear clearly" Xiao Liu looked at the trembling arm holding the knife and said with horror.

    "Say!" The moment the almost crazy roar came from Dao Zi's mouth, a faint trace of blood clearly appeared on Xiao Liu's throat.

    "Brother Dao please calm down I will tell you everything I know"

    "Speak quickly!" Of course Xiaodao was not calm. How could a person whose heart was filled with revenge still have any sense at all?

    Xiaoliu could only say, with an expression of confusion, fear, fear and despair, he said tremblingly: "Money I heard them arguing about money"

    Seemingly sensing the desperate pleading in Xiao Liu¡¯s eyes, the knife tremblingly moved the blade close to Xiao Liu¡¯s throat outward.

    And Xiaoliu suddenly collapsed like a deflated rubber ball and almost fell to the ground. After a short silence, he looked at the knife with gratitude.

    "Of course I was a little curious, but just when I was about to continue listening, Brother Han also opened the door and walked out. Although I wanted to ask, Brother Han's expression was terrifying at the time, so I could only pretend.  I walked back to the room without hearing anything."

    Xiaoliu didn't wait for Daozi to speak, took a breath, and hurriedly continued: "Just after Brother Han left, Namjoon and Ye Zi continued to drink and talk as if nothing had happened, and I could only accompany them, but their drinking capacity was too much.  Okay, so I was still drunk, but just after I was drunk, I had a very strange dream, and it seemed like someone kept asking me some questions in the dream."

    "That's not a dream!" Xiaodao spat out these words coldly. He was not short by Namjoon's side, so he naturally didn't understand Ye Zi. After listening to Xiaoliu's words,  He also became more and more convinced of what Xiaoliu said.

    "Eh~" Xiao Liu suddenly exclaimed, but before he could ask, he was coldly interrupted by Xiao Dao.

    ¡°Did something else happen next?!¡±

    Xiaoliu's expression at this moment was very strange, like a fish hooked by an osprey or a frog entangled by a poisonous snake, with fear and despair on his face.

    Xiao Dao is not blind, so he seems to have found the answer from Xiao Liu's frightened look at this moment.

    "explain!"

    While roaring out this word, Xiao Dao once again pressed the sharp blade in his hand tightly against Xiao Liu's throat.

    However, Xiao Liu was not frightened, because his expression at this moment seemed to be in deep fear and despair, and he did not feel resentment towards Xiao Dao's impulse and anger. Perhaps only he knew that Xiao Dao  How hopeless and painful this moment is.

    "They killed Brother Han."

    At the same time that Xiao Liu uttered these words full of despair, the knife suddenly tensed up and trembled like a flickering flame in the cold wind.

    Anger, despair, hatred, hatred, Xiao Dao¡¯s expression at this moment clearly told Xiao Liu how terrifying he was at this moment.

    "We were drinking that night, and of course Brother Han was also there. Looking at their happy expressions while chatting, I realized that the dispute at noon was just a trivial matter, so?I didn¡¯t take it to heart, butbut"

    "But what, tell me!"

    A faint trace of blood slowly flowed down as the cold blade trembled, and Xiao Liu could only raise his head, and continued with a look of horror on his face: "But just when I was almost drunk and unconscious they also left.  ¡­¡±

    "gone?!"

    "Yes, that's what I thought at firstbutjust when I went to the toilet and came backI happened to see a few people in black clothes walking up the stairs menacingly."

    "II felt something was wrong at the timeso I hid in the corner of the stairsit took me a whileonly to see those men in black coming back in a hurry"

    Xiao Liu took a breath and choked with sobs: "It was only then that I saw clearlyamong those men in blacktwo of them were Namjoon and Ye Zi who should have left long agoJust when I wanted to stand up and fight,  When I was saying hello I suddenly noticed that Namjoon was wiping his hands with a red handkerchief"

    At this time, Xiao Liu could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes and cried silently. After hearing all this, Xiao Dao trembled like a sieve.

    "Go on!"

    When the cold blade pressed hard again, Xiaoliu could only cry with helpless tears and said sadly: "Later I discoveredthe red thing was not the handkerchiefit was the blood stained on Namjoon's hand  And after they left, I realizedit wasn't Namjoon who was bleedingbutbut"

    Xiaoliu didn¡¯t say any more, and Xiaodao didn¡¯t force him to continue. No one would force a child to say something he didn¡¯t want to say.

    However, Xiao Dao is an exception. His pupils are the color of blood, and the corners of his mouth are trembling with a trace of blood. His expression at this moment looks like a ferocious ghost with bleeding from all its seven orifices. Maybe he can no longer do it at this moment.  Even as a person, he is still a tool, a tool that exists only for revenge.

    "Brother Dao I'm sorry" It took a while for Xiao Liu to stop the tears that kept dripping, and he looked at Xiao Dao in pain, "I'm sorry I can't do anything for Brother Han I'm sorry  "

    The hand holding the knife tightened in an instant, and the cold blade pierced Xiao Liu's skin mercilessly. It would be extremely difficult for him to forgive this weak and incompetent young man. If he had been willing to stand up, if he had been willing to call the police,  Why did Namjoon leave so arrogantly?

    However, Xiao Dao has no reason to vent his anger on a fifteen or sixteen year old boy. Such a boy will always be dominated by fear. Such a boy will always escape from fear in confusion. It is this boy's unique cowardice that gives  The opportunity for him to take revenge with his own hands gave him the meaning of standing here.
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