Chapter Ninety-Five: The Other Self

The cold wind came with a person's voice, piercing Luo Hanya's ears, and the voice of the voice in the cold wind was extremely faint, but he could still identify from the accent that the person who spoke was probably a middle-aged uncle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, little girl, from today onwards you will be my daughter, and I will be your adoptive father in the future, come and call Dad."

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"Do you call it? Don't tell me to keep you out of bed tomorrow! ”

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"Yo he, don't speak yet, don't forget that I'm your first man!"

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"Okay, okay! It's quite stubborn! Anyway, your mother sold you to me for 500,000 yuan, so I'll have time to train you in the future......"

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The wind was mixed with the obscene and disgusting words of the middle-aged uncle, Luo Hanya only felt that something in his body had cracked, and the lungs that had been almost blown up were strangely calmed down, and every cell in his body was excited, as if he was welcoming the arrival of something.

"I, kill, kill, you!" Luo Hanya's voice was as cold as ice, his teeth were clucking, every word was squeezed out of his teeth, anger completely filled his brain, but now he felt that his brain was extraordinarily calm, all the anger was melted into a strange coldness, and all the brain nerves could only operate one thought-"Kill him!" Rush out! Kill him! Let him feel the horrors of purgatory! ”

Luo Hanya slowly exhaled, his body seemed to have undergone strange changes, he slowly walked out of the shadows, his body grew a point with every step, it seemed that he grew a year old with every step, and after eight steps, Luo Hanya had returned to his original appearance, but his face no longer had the usual warm and sunny smile, instead of being indifferent to human beings at all.

Listening to the sound of going upstairs step by step, a wicked smile appeared on Luo Hanya's face, he silently took out a large black scissors for cutting clothes, and walked downstairs step by step.

"Who are you? How did you end up here? Luo Hanya walked to the second floor, and under the reflection of snowflakes outside the window, a man pulled a little girl to meet him, this man was about fifty years old, with a fat head and big ears, a beer belly, a lewd smile on his face, and a little girl about ten years old in his left hand. Seeing Luo Hanya, who came down from the upper floor, wearing a black sportswear that was obviously one size smaller, the middle-aged man asked in surprise.

"Huh...... Who am I? Don't you know yet? Luo Hanya still maintained a faint smile on his face, approaching the middle-aged man step by step.

"You've been here too? Why haven't I seen you? The middle-aged man seemed to relax his vigilance and asked suspiciously, completely unaware of the scissors held in Luo Hanya's right hand.

"I'm the one who came to kill you, of course you haven't seen it......" Luo Hanya walked up to the middle-aged man, and the scissors in his right hand stabbed straight into the man's chest without the slightest hesitation.

The scissors passed through his chest, and Luo Hanya's blood was splashed on the way out, but the seemingly exaggerated stab happened to avoid the man's vital point, only hurting the flesh and skin. Luo Hanya wiped some of the blood on his body with his left hand, still with a warm smile on his face, and he patted the middle-aged man's fat pig-like face with his right hand, leaving one bloody handprint after another on the man's face. He made a gentleman's salute and asked gracefully, "Do you know me now?" ”

"You...... You ......" The middle-aged man looked at Luo Hanya's still smiling face in horror, as if he saw a bloodthirsty demon, his legs trembled uncontrollably, he couldn't even stand up, he squatted on the ground, covering the wound on his chest and wailing in pain.

"Me? What's wrong with me? Luo Hanya smiled more and more brightly, he opened the scissors, and cut it at the man's left hand, and the sound of "click" metal communication came out, and the three fingers of the man's left hand were broken in response.

"Ah!!h

"Hehehe, say, what's wrong with me?" Luo Hanya was still smiling happily, and casually cut off the thumb of the man's right hand.

"Ah...... No! Nothing! Uncle! Uncle, I was wrong! The middle-aged man let out a scream like killing a pig.

As if amused by the embarrassed appearance of the middle-aged man, Luo Hanya leaned back and closed his back with a smile holding his stomach, and tears of laughter flowed out. The middle-aged man thought that his begging for mercy had worked, and complimented him with a sloppy face: "Uncle, you have a lot of adults, let me go, since you came to this place, you must be for that." I brought a good product today, I will give her to you, uncle, you will spare me a cheap life. ”

"Speak! Who made you speak? Luo Hanya, who was still smiling forward and backwards just now, became extremely hideous in a blink of an eye, and the remaining four fingers of the middle-aged man's right hand had been cut off together between words.

"Ah!! Uncle spares his life......"

Luo Hanya flicked the big scissors that had been half dyed red in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man's right hand as if he was admiring a work of art, and said in admiration: "It's really God's masterpiece."

The middle-aged man seemed to see the most terrifying thing in the world, his chest rose and fell abnormally, his mouth foamed, and his whole body twitched abnormally for dozens of seconds, and then his head tilted, as if he was scared to death.

"That's it? Scared to death like this? Luo Hanya looked at the middle-aged man piled on the ground with disdain, and said nervously: "Do you think this is the end?" It's just getting started! ”

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Ten minutes later, on the second floor of the abandoned building, the middle-aged man who had been piled on the ground had lost his trace, and only a pile of fragmented rotten flesh and limbs remained on the ground, each of which looked shriveled and abnormal, as if he had been trampled by something......

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"Y-Are you better?" Xue He looked at the young man beside him, who was sometimes pale and abnormally pale, and sometimes showed a gentle smile, and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, nothing at all, where is your home, I'll send you back." Luo Hanya clumsily pretended not to know Xue He, and asked gently.

"I, I don't have a home anymore, I don't know what home is for a long time......" Xue He said with his head down.

"Stupid! Stupid! Where did your brain go? Go back! Rubbish! Let me take control of my body! A rude voice sounded in Luo Hanya's heart.

"You? What the hell are you? Luo Hanya asked suspiciously.

"The corpse you planted in your garden seven years ago, did it sprout? Will it bloom this year? ”

"It sprouts in the darkness and blooms in the blood......"