With a pop, the silver needle pierced gently, piercing into his skull cavity and stabbing his words as well.

Li Xiaodong gently twisted the silver needle, and at the same time urged a trace of talent vitality to enter, and in no half a moment, Killer Seven's single eye gradually turned white, and the painful complexion gradually calmed down.

Half a quarter later.

Li Xiaodong took out the silver needle, clicked on his acupuncture points, stood up and said, "Okay, you are a good person, and you will never kill anyone in the future." ”

Killer Seven seemed to understand his words, jumped to his feet, and grinned, "Am I a good person?

He danced like a joyful monkey and cried out with joy:

"I'm a good person! I'm a good person! Haha, hahahaha, I won't kill anymore......"

Li Xiaodong turned around and left, ignoring him.

Qin Qingqing and Han Qingqing each looked shocked and asked, "Xiaodong, did you drive him crazy?"

"He's crazy, don't be afraid, let's go. ”

Qin Qingqing grabbed his hand and said, "Mr. Xiaodong, I think he should be handed over to the police, I don't think he should become a madman." ”

Han Qingqing nodded, and was a little unbearable: "I also think that he shouldn't turn him into a madman, hand him over to the police, and let the judge judge judge, that is the retribution he deserves." ”

Li Xiaodong frowned slightly and asked, "You two, do you think I'm too cruel?"

Two pairs of beautiful big eyes looked at him without blinking, and neither woman spoke.

"......" Li Xiaodong was speechless for a while, then sighed and said: "Okay, I understand, I'll go and cure him and let him turn back into a killer." ”

As soon as he turned around, he hadn't gone far, but Han Qingqing hurriedly grabbed him and said: "Forget it, the madness is already crazy, you don't care about him anymore, if you cure him back, maybe he will do evil again, one will use a knife, one will move a gun, and he will be scared to death." ”

Qin Qingqing also changed his mind and said, "I also think it's better to leave him alone." A wicked person like him will definitely be shot if he is handed over to the police, so it is better to let him be a madman than to be shot. ”

"That's right. ”

Han Qingqing grabbed his arm tightly, for fear that he would go over and said, "Just let him go crazy, I look very happy to see him, just let him look like this." ”

Qin Qingqing grabbed his other arm with both hands, and also persuaded him: "I think we better go, leave him alone." ”

Li Xiaodong's two arms were grabbed tightly, and he couldn't help but be angry: "You two are so unreasonable, I turned him into a madman, you don't think it's good, I treat him back, and you don't think it's good." He broke free of her again and said, "What do you two want to make trouble?"

"......" Han Qingqing was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but smile embarrassedly.

Qin Qingqing also smiled shyly, feeling a little blushing.

Han Qingqing hugged him tightly, and said coquettishly: "Okay, okay, it's not us, Sori Sorui, my beloved hero, thank you for suppressing the big bad guys, and thank you for protecting the two of us, in fact, I adore you so much, don't worry about the two little women, okay?"

"My sister is right, Mr. Xiaodong, thank you for protecting us. ”

Qin Qingqing smiled and blushed, and also learned from his sister, plucked up his courage and grabbed his other arm.

For a while, Li Xiaodong was tightly surrounded by her, his arms were tightly armed, his arms were soft, the tip of his nose was fragrant, and there was laughter in his ears, he couldn't help but be very intoxicated, and felt that he didn't even want to go.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of gunshots, like a slight burst of water bottles.

The three of them turned to look at it together, only to see that the madman didn't know when to pick up the silent hand snatch, and inadvertently fired a shot.

"Ho ho ho ho, ho ho ho, I'm a good person, I'm a good person......"

The madman jumped up to the three of them, shook the guy in his hand frantically, and asked with a grin, "What is this, how does it have a sound?" Is it talking? Tell me, is it a good person?"

The three of them were secretly startled, the silent hand snatched into the hands of the madman, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at their side, once the fire went off, the consequences were unimaginable.

Li Xiaodong hurriedly lowered his body, carefully stretched out his hand and said, "Come, give it to me, let me hear what it says?"

"Hee-hee, I won't give it to you, I'll listen to it myself. ”

The madman hurriedly stepped back, tilted his head and face again, pointed the muzzle of the gun at his ear, and said playfully: "Speak, tell me, what are you talking about?"

Silent snatching naturally couldn't speak, he went crazy for a while and felt strange, took it down and looked at it for a while, and then aimed it at his ear again, one finger still touching around.

"Speak quickly, you're dumb, you've started talking, why don't you talk now?"

The three of them were taken aback, the madman pointed a gun at himself, his fingers were still moving, this was playing with his life!

Li Xiaodong just wanted to go up and grab his hand, but when he heard a shot, the madman really pulled the trigger, and suddenly screamed and was beaten.

The bullet missed, piercing his neck.

The left and right sides of his neck were bleeding profusely, and in a matter of seconds, the ground was stained red and he was dying.

Li Xiaodong quickly went over, looked down at the wound, and said, "If I can't be saved, I can't save it." ”

Even though he had a natural vitality, he had spent most of it in the treatment of Han Qingqing, and the natural vitality could not replace plasma, so in the face of such a fatal gunshot wound and such a rapid blood loss, he had no choice.

The two sisters couldn't help but shake their heads gently, as if in the dark, God must accept this wicked man.

At the last moment, life came back to light, and the madman came to his senses and seemed to be no longer insane.

He recognized Li Xiaodong.

He raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at him intermittently, and said, "You, you...... Hellish Sorrow...... Will it be for me...... Revenge ......" Then he tilted his head and face, unable to speak again.

Suddenly hearing the word "ghost sorrow", Li Xiaodong's eyes shrank, and he grabbed him tightly and said, "What did you say!? Killer Seven, what did you just say?

The killer had seven crooked heads, his face covered in blood, and he was completely dead.

Li Xiaodong was anxious in his heart, desperately urging his talent vitality and inputting it into his heart, hoping that heart could hold on for a while and answer at least two questions.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, Killer Seven never woke up.

It wasn't until the last trace of vitality was exhausted, and until there was no way anymore, Li Xiaodong sat down unwillingly, and his heart was full of confusion.

Hell!

That was the only clue he had to find his parents!

He vividly remembers when he was ten years old, when his parents left him, his mother whispered in his father's arms, whispering the word.

It's a pity that for all these years, he has never been clear about what "ghost sorrow" represents, is it an object, a character, or some mysterious organization?

Killer Seven knows for sure.

It's a pity that it's dead.