Chapter 957: An Unbearable Past

Ghost.

It seems sarcastic, it seems to be a joke, but when Luo Zikai said this word, Qian'er's movements still stopped abruptly, looking up at her brother under the black cloak, she couldn't see her face, she couldn't see her expression, she could only see the body that was trembling slightly.

He hates.

Qian'er walked over and slowly rubbed her fingers on the young man's shoulder, like a small snake touching the leather-gloved hand along the arm, just touching it gently, Luo Zikai shook all over, and Qian'er's fingers quickly let go.

"Brother, I'm sad to see you like this, but I won't cry or laugh for the rest of my life, otherwise I'm afraid I'll already cry. ”

"There's nothing to be sad about, they want me to die, but God opened his eyes and didn't let me die, let me still live, ants are still greedy, as long as they can live, why care about those who have it or not, the appearance is just a shell. ”

Qian'er didn't speak, her fingers once again quietly put on the back of the man's hand and then grabbed it tightly, through the black cloak, her face rubbed against Luo Zikai's face, "Brother, I will definitely avenge you." ”

"This is a debt, they will have to pay it back to me sooner or later," the hand in the leather gloves was clenched tightly, and Luo Zikai's whole body was trembling wildly.

He couldn't forget.

He couldn't forget the moment that happened in the flames, the fire scorched his body, he watched his father fall in front of him, he had actually made up his mind to die, but he was at the moment when the flames burned his skin.

He suddenly didn't want to die.

He's going to live!

Luo Zikai only remembered that in the vast sea of fire, he kept running, running in the sea of fire, and he could vaguely see the flow of people outside through the window, they hadn't left yet, and it was a dead end for him to go out.

He ran in the direction of the room.

Roy is dead, his father is dead, and at this moment he is the only one still living in the flames in this room, the flames scorching his skin, the intense pain tearing at his body and every sense.

That heart-rending feeling, no one can understand, no one!

Except for himself.

Luo Zikai has only one thought, he can't die, if he dies, wouldn't the people outside be treacherous and will succeed, these righteous defenders on the outside are nothing more than the number of people who want the snake's belly plan?

Gritting his teeth, Luo Zikai rushed to his room on the second floor, opened the safe, pulled out all the numbers, and threw them into the sea of fire behind him.

"You don't want to," Luo Zikai's face showed an angry and distorted expression, "As long as these things are stored, you will not let go of the Luo family, you will keep looking for them, I won't give them to you, I will let you completely fail!"

One, two, three.

All the paper was torn and shredded in Luo Zikai's hands, and all of them were thrown into the flames!

Luo Zikai knows better than anyone that putting these things here will only make them greedy, everyone wants this portion, and they look united on the outside but their hearts have already been eaten by greed!

I'd rather tear it to pieces than leave it to these beasts!

"If I can't get it, you can't think about it!"

Luo Zikai's eyes were full of angry flames, blending with the anger in his eyes, and his teeth were clenched, "I won't let you go if I die as a ghost......!"