Wang Hui, who originally had some guilt, immediately came back to confidence, and said arrogantly: "I'm a beast? He's not my son, I raised him so much for him to eat, drink, and go to school, even if I strangle him to death now, what's the matter? I gave him life, is there anything wrong with me taking it back now? Would he have lived so much without me? ”

Several people felt that Wang Hui was really crazy, and the three views were also distorted to the extreme, seeing that he was still talking about his self-righteous thoughts indignantly, He Tianshou gently tapped the table twice, lowered his voice and said: "Mr. Wang, I hope you can clearly recognize that your actions are killing people, not that you don't have to pay the price for killing a chicken and duck, you killed your own son." Mr. Wang, no matter what you encounter now, going to the police station to turn yourself in is the best plan. ”

"Fuck you!" Wang Hui scolded, stood up suddenly, and sneered, "If Lao Tzu could turn himself in, would he talk so much nonsense with you here?" ”

When he said this, his fierce appearance was revealed, compared to Changtian, he was like a dead ghost who wanted to ask for his life.

He Tianshou shrugged, looked indifferent, and said, "Since Mr. Wang doesn't want to turn himself in, it's better to talk about what happened." ”

Seeing that he was scolded by himself and still spoke so well, Wang Hui was stunned and had some doubts. In the end, I didn't know if I was really too scared of what I would encounter, or what, but sat down and continued: "After he was strangled to death by me, I chopped his body into many pieces and took him to the supermarket. Stuffed the body into the quilt it was sold. After that, I left, and for the first few days nothing happened, and then I had nightmares about me wandering around the supermarket and dreaming of my eldest son's face. Later, I felt as if someone was following me everywhere I went, watching me, and I could hear many strange sounds that no one else could hear. ”

"The pressure was so great that I couldn't go to work, so I quit my job and planned to take a break before continuing to look for a job. On the way back, I met a fortune teller on the side of the road, gave me the fake evil charm, and received me 300, saying that the evil charm could help me. Although I don't have nightmares anymore, the feeling is still there, and it's getting stronger, I just wanted to go to the guy who set up the stall on the side of the road, and you're here today. ”

Everything was so lightly downplayed by him, as if he was stating that the weather would be stormy today, light and calm.

Xu Fengchun listened to it with a burst of disgust, and carefully rubbed Changtian's head while people were not paying attention.

But he heard Changtian say to him: "I don't resent him, not at all." You must think I'm going to hate him, but no, I don't hate him at all. I hate him because I can't get along with myself, so I don't hate him. Although I died, it became a nightmare. My dad couldn't forget the nightmare, so ...... For me, such a punishment is enough. I don't need to waste the opportunity to be reincarnated to hate him and hurt others and myself, I know that. ”

Xu Fengchun didn't expect him to see this kind of thing so thoroughly, he didn't know what to say for a while, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the bad guys will be brought to justice, and your father won't be able to escape." ”

Changtian shook his head, "I don't care if this will happen, anyway, he doesn't want to live in peace in this life." ”

Speaking of this, he grinned, and that bright smile made Xu Fengchun feel a little embarrassed in his heart.

He is such a young child, and he sees it very thoroughly, even more thoroughly than him.