"This is my child, why should I give it to you?" Dad sneered, "I, I have called the police just now, you ......"

Bang!

He was shot in the head, and finally fell, and the direction of the fall happened to look at the young Lin Xiaofan.

She trembled in her mother's arms.

Dad looked at her, and his eyes were full of distress and regret as they gradually dimmed.

What to do? What will she do when he dies?

She's still so young......

"Little Fan ......"

Lin Xiaofan covered his mouth and cried: "Who is it, who is it?" I must take revenge, I must ......"

"You're the only one left." The person who spoke walked over slowly, the muzzle of the gun against the door of the mother's head, "If you don't want to die, give her to me." ”

The man was long, with his back to her, not stout, a little thin, long hair tied with ribbons hanging down his back, and a black robe painted with dark red dragon patterns.

Lin Xiaofan was suddenly stunned, tears hovering in his eyes, unable to fall.

"No, it can't be......" she murmured, a thought of fear in her heart that she quickly extinguished as soon as it came to her.

There are thousands of people in the world, what is a similar back?

She can't associate her admiration and affection with the gangster.

In the video, my mother looked up at this person and her eyes widened in shock, "It's you......"

"Meet again, Mrs. Lin, last time I came to you sincerely, I hope you will teach me your child, I said, she is the last god in this world, and God will only become mediocre and assimilated by mortals in the hands of mortals like you."

Lin Xiaofan froze in place.

In the video, his mother hysterically yells at him: "You're crazy! Neuropathy! I just refuse you and don't want my child to go with you! Why are you killing people in my family? ”

"A mortal like you is stubborn, and with ordinary means, you will never give her to me, will you?"

"Of course not! My children don't want to be gods! Moreover, what qualifications do murderers like you have to teach my children? ”

The man suddenly asked, "Do you know why she didn't speak?" ”

"She's just developing her language later than other kids!"

"Nope." The man shook his head, "Before the gods were civilized, they did not speak the language of mortals. ”

"Maniac!" Mom has cultivated well all her life, and even scolding people come and go with only these two words.

"Heh......" The man pulled the trigger, suddenly realized something, and glanced back in the direction of the VCR.

The narrow eyes, without a trace of emotion, the skin is as pale as the lips, as if he has a serious illness, but the blood on his face is splashed, and it is very weird.

Handsome appearance, high posture, no fireworks.

Lin Xiaofan staggered back, bumped into a chair, and sat on the ground, bloodshot slowly creeping up in his black eyes.

Her hand gripped the back of the wooden chair, and with a 'click', the back of the chair snapped off by her.

Her lips were bitten and bleeding from her, and her cry was suppressed in her chest by great pain, so that she could only make a strange sound of 'clucking' and 'clucking', as if the bones in her body were crushed with her bare hands.

At that glance, Wen Yan stayed for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, wanting to leave something behind.

Then, he slowly turned his head and looked at his mother.

"Keep you, she won't become a god in her life, you die."

"Don't, don't, stop......"

Lin Xiaofan got up, even though it was a picture on TV, she still wanted to stop it desperately.