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The Crest of the Wolf Chapter 88 The Killer Namjoon (3)

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    Han Zhui, Nanjun's friend, Xiaodao's brother, it is because of Han Zhui that Xiaodao will follow Nanjun, and it is precisely because of Han Zhui that Xiaodao will hate Nanjun even more twistedly.

    "Shut up!" With a thunderous roar, the knife stared at Namjoon. If eyes could kill, Namjoon would have died at least a hundred times at this moment.

    "I'm going to kill you!" Xiao Dao struggled to get up and rushed towards Namjoon. However, under Namjoon's steel-like fist, his struggle was as weak as a mantis trying to use his arms as a cart.

    With just one punch, the knife fell to the ground again in a dizzy feeling, while Namjoon was still squatting quietly in the distance, looking at the knife quietly as if he had not moved.

    "You're crazy!"

    "Kakkakkak" Accompanied by the blood spilling and the blood-curdling laughter, Xiao Dao once again trembled and cast his malicious eyes on Namjoon, "You better kill me quickly just  Just like killing my brotherotherwiseI will definitely kill youI will definitely!"

    Namjoon shouldn¡¯t have given a person who wanted to kill him a chance to say too much, so he was wrong this time, not only wrong but also very wrong.

    After hearing Xiaodao¡¯s words, Namjoon was suddenly shaken as if struck by lightning and his face was froze.

    "What did you say!?" The next moment the silence was torn apart by Namjoon's roar, "What's wrong with Xiaohan!"

    Xiao Dao is still smiling, but his smile looks as terrifying as a demon seeking his life, "He is deadyou are the one who killed him!"

    Namjoon¡¯s heart suddenly shook, and he roared: ¡°Fuck you! How could I¡±

    Before Namjoon could finish yelling, Xiao Dao moved his hand to his water-soaked trouser pocket with great difficulty, "Wait until you finish reading this then you fucking continue to pretend"

    Although the movement was not as fast as the words, it was only after a while that the knife seemed to fumble for something in the pocket. He stopped groping and slowly pulled his hand out of his trouser pocket.

    Necklace, an old and ordinary necklace. Perhaps the only value of this necklace lies in the word "nan" engraved on the center of the lock.

    Namjoon¡¯s pupils narrowed as he looked at the old necklace in front of him. This was originally his necklace and the thing he was most familiar with, but why, why was it in Xiao Dao¡¯s hand?

    "Where did you find it?" Not only Namjoon's voice but also his body was trembling inexplicably at this moment, and the reason why he was trembling was not from the joy of finding it, but more from the fear of those vague and unknown things.  of fear.

    Perhaps Namjoon had already thought of something at this moment, but when he couldn¡¯t find a reply for a long time, he looked up at the knife in horror.

    ??The knife, the knife that originally collapsed on the ground like a maggot and was extremely difficult to move, now got the strength from nowhere and actually got up from the ground.

    The hug was like the hug of a lover reunited after a long separation. The knife fell tightly into Namjoon's arms. However, they were not lovers.

    The cold and numb feeling that seemed to be frozen struck Namjoon¡¯s abdomen like an electric shock the moment the knife was thrown into Namjoon¡¯s arms.

    Namjoon has had countless encounters with death and has never stopped exploring the meaning of death. But at this moment, he realized that death was just a malicious joke to him.

    "Go and ask my brothersee if he will forgive you"

    Xiaodao's face was twisted and ferocious, and the depths of his eyes were flashing with satisfaction and madness. He could clearly feel the strong sense of satisfaction filling every cell in his body, but he could not explain the powerlessness growing in his heart.  Feeling why.

    "Go to hell!" Just as Xiaodao yelled out these three words with a crazy expression, a big hand slowly fell on Xiaodao's right hand holding the knife.

    The hand is Namjoon's, but it should never be the hand of a man who has a knife in his abdomen and is about to die, because it is too calm and strong, just like an unbreakable iron hoop, no matter how the knife goes  Although he struggled, he still couldn't shake any cracks.

    Panic was like a hungry beast that instantly devoured the knife. He kept yelling and struggling, but the only response he received was the gurgling hot blood and the deathly silence.

    "Fangpiao Astronomy Networkdiego to hell"

    "What are you afraid ofYou don't want to kill meCalm down"

    At the same time as Namjoon's weak voice came, Xiao Dao was shocked and came back to his senses from the intense panic. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was actually crying like a helpless child.  .

    "Calm downknifelisten to me"

    ??Xiao Dao slowly raised his head and looked at Namjoon, stiff, as if petrified and as stiff as an electric shock.The moment Xiao Dao looked at Namjoon, Xiao Dao's twisted face appeared.

    Namjoon was looking at him, looking at him like a wave of still water. In those quiet and clear pupils, the knife could not find a trace of pain, despair, unwillingness and resentment.

    Why is Namjoon so calm when he should be in pain, despair, unwillingness, resentment, and hatred? Why is he so painful and helpless when he should be happy, satisfied, and joyful?

    "Why, why on earth is this?!" Xiaodao wanted to roar, but those helpless tears buried his roar in the next moment.

    Xiaodao didn't understand the answer to this question. He was far more helpless than any ignorant child in front of this question. Of course he couldn't understand it, just because there were some unanswered questions in the world, and he was born with  Death is just one of them.

    "There is somethingI have to tell youXiao Han was notkilled by me"

    Why is Namjoon still telling such lies until this moment? Xiaodao will inevitably be angry and crazy about it, but Namjoon did not give him a chance to get angry or crazy.

    "Calm down listen to me this is just a trap just a game that has been laid out long ago No matter you me or Xiao Han are just pawns in this game  ¡­¡±

    "You're talking nonsenseit was you who killed my brotherit was you"

    "I don't blame you" Nanjun's pale face revealed a dull gray color, "You should leave quickly before they come"

    Why did Namjoon ask him to leave quickly, and who were they that Namjoon was talking about?  Could it be that Han Zhui was really not killed by Namjoon? Could it be

    While the knife was being swallowed up by all kinds of mysteries, a helpless voice slowly floated from outside the door.

    "It's a pityit's a pity. If you weren't so smart, I believe this scene would be more exciting and interesting, don't you think so? Brother Nan."
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