The city is relatively bleak, without the bustle of Vice City, and there is not even a ghost on the street, which is quieter than outside the city walls.

It's dilapidated, it's really dilapidated, there are no people, it's just this mess, it makes people feel out of the world.

Look at the dead corpse on the side of the street, the flies gathered in a whole circle, dense, black and pressed, and the whole corpse was paved!

I don't know if they are eating meat, or if they are corrupting the bones, which makes people get goosebumps.

The destination has finally arrived, there are many people here, there is no such feeling as if the world is away, and there is no living environment that does not match people, clean and tidy, as new, and the crowd is prosperous.

"That's the little master?"

"It should be, but I don't know how to break a hand."

"Well, I hope we won't be punished for it."

"Then who knows, I hope the old man is satisfied, otherwise, alas!"

......

People talked a lot, but they didn't dare to be loud, let alone presumptuous, their eyes just quietly probed around little Jasmine, and they didn't stay for a long time.

"Which one is Huang Wanqian?" There were also a large number of people in the hall, but no one was talking or looking at it at the moment, just listening and digesting the information of Little Jasmine's words, savoring it.

"I am, hey, I am." A middle-aged man at the back of the crowd ran over.

He is Huang Wanqian, the richest man in Rentong City, with a big belly, a dog-like person, a decent dress, a big man's temperament, and a clear stream in the last days!

"You are Huang Wanqian?" Little Jasmine asked again, her eyes were deep, and she felt very cute if she didn't pay attention to it.

"Yes, I am Huang Wanqian......" Huang Wanqian smiled, this little master named him, did he want to be grateful to himself?

He has done a lot over the years, and he has not spared food and clothing, and it can be said that everything is the best in the world!

"Poof! Poof! ”

Unexpectedly, this was the sound of a dagger stabbing into the chest, in Huang Wanqian's frozen eyes, stunned? Fear? No, it's just a confused, heart-cold knife, so fast?

What is the reason for being so caught off guard?

"Although you are not my real father, but I regard your lover as my real mother, now you know why you should die, right?" Xiao Jasmine smiled and slowly walked to Huang Wanqian's right hand step by step.

"Poof! Poof! This is not a stab, but the sound of cutting the muscles of the right hand, little by little, little Jasmine pulls very hard, and also uses it hard.

"Scream! Scream! As if she was a little unhappy, Xiao Jasmine put down the dagger in her hand and slapped Huang Wanqian again.

"Ahh Huang Wanqian woke up and screamed, but he didn't know how to struggle.

"Keep calling! Keep calling! Little Jasmine is getting happier and happier, in this case, she hasn't done it for a long time, and under the enjoyment, the endless satisfaction swept through her body.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Huang Wanqian shouted, screaming heartbreakingly, but he still didn't struggle and still acted according to orders.

"That's right, screaming, screaming, screaming, I have the strength." After speaking, little Jasmine wiped the sweat on her face with her blood-stained palm, and pulled more vigorously and crazily.

The situation seems to be a little wrong, Ran Xiong looked at the scene in front of him, that crazy little girl, maybe she was the most incomprehensible existence?

The people who were standing just watched, as if everything was as it should be, as if the tragedy was supposed to be like this, no one stopped it, no one even talked about it, it was so natural, so quiet.

"Dead? Is this dead? Dead fat pig! "Little Jasmine stopped, and there were still some bones left to cut off, which was a pity.

"Blood cannot be wasted! Hehe, that's a lot of blood! ”

"Ziyo, ziyo......" This is the sound of licking blood, yes, it is the little jasmine who began to drink blood, on the ground, Huang Wanqian's chest, some are hot, some are cold, but the little girl doesn't care at all.

As for the once glorious Huang Wanqian, the richest man? It's really dead, it's not very powerful, it's aggrieved, it's inexplicable.

"Jasmine! Stop it! Ran Xiong really couldn't stand it, he mentioned little Jasmine in the past, and stared at Xiao Jasmine with vicious eyes.

"Dog thing! Who are you! Let her down! A big man next to him ran over, pulled out his gun directly, and hit Ran Xiong's head.

"Put it down!" There was another click of loading, and I don't know how many pistols were loaded, densely packed, completely covering Ran Xiong's head.

"Horses! Die! The monk pulled off his shirt and rushed up to stand beside Ran Xiong, his grenades, which were still densely packed, were still dazzling.

"Clank!" Ran Feng didn't say anything, just pulled the ring of the grenade on his body, tightly held the grenade triggering handle, slowly walked to the center of the crowd, and then held the stringed grenade high.

What does that mean? It's very clear, let go of it and die together.

"Jasmine, if you look like this again, I'll kill you, I promise!"

"Big brother, why?" Little Jasmine's eyes were red, and her tone trembled, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"You're not a zombie, you're a cute little girl, and you're an obedient little girl, so you can't do that."

"Wow!" Little Jasmine cried loudly, and then jumped directly into Ran Xiong's arms and whispered, "My dad is not dead yet, now I will give you face, and you must also remember your promise." ”

"I know, so I'll continue to help you, but if you continue to do these things that don't eat, you'll ruin my plans, please control your madness, little devil!" Ran Xiong also whispered in Little Jasmine's ear.

"Hey, the patriarch now regrets not killing me in the first place?"

"I've never underestimated anyone's IQ, especially you, a little devil who can play with knives and kill."

"It seems that I have been seen through? It's hard to hide. ”

"I didn't see through it completely, but you didn't look like a person who had lost his mind. So, the story they made up by Li Jiuri was full of flaws, and you didn't act well that day, right? Little Master Jasmine? ”

"Well, the patriarch is smart and knows everything."

After talking, Ran Xiong put Xiao Jasmine down, moved slowly, and gently wiped the blood stains on Xiao Jasmine's face with his sleeve.

"You all lay down your guns, bunch of lunatics!" Little Jasmine spoke, "Go and call my dad, I have something to look for him, my daughter can't see anyone when she comes home, and he's okay as a father." ”

There is no one who dares to be disobedient, and what little Jasmine said at this time is like a holy decree.

"Huh, quit?" Ran Feng's hands are sore, this minute is a little embarrassing, isn't it? Forget it, forget it, I still held the grenade tightly, swayed quietly, and slowly left.

Find a room and throw it away, and run away quickly.

"Boom !!"