Mo Yue smiled and said, "It's great, the sky has eyes, finally someone has come."

Xiao Liu sighed, "Yes, someone is here, and this terrible atrocities can finally be over. However, the boy's life can't be saved."

Mo Yue smiled bitterly, "It's already done like that, does he still want to live?"

Xiao Liu sighed, "Well, my head has been smashed into meat sauce, and it is specified that I will not survive. However, in the final analysis, he has to blame himself. Everything is started by himself. He suspects Zaizai. When sending flowers, he started hitting Zizai first, and it was he who pushed Zizai into his current appearance step by step. Therefore, he is to blame. He deserves to die."

Matchmaker Wang smiled bitterly, "This is the selfish child, it doesn't matter if he is dead, so he won't make trouble for others if he is alive."

Luffy smiled and said, "Well, there is something about the fate of the bastard, and I will talk about it later, I will continue to talk about it. The old man said angrily, you are a bear kid, if you dare to do it or not, you do it. If it’s in the past, you must be sentenced to a slash. After the autumn, you will parade first, and finally cut your head. At that time, it was all a tiger's head, just a little **** like you. It was chopped. Zizai was trembling all over when he listened to the old man’s reprimand. The tiger-headed guillotine, he saw it when he was in a play with his grandfather. The tiger-headed guillotine in the play is naturally fake, but when he lifted his head up The exaggerated performances of the actors also made the audience in the audience look like they were on the scene. Zaizai recalled this time, but still felt frightened. Seeing the old man talking with great vigour, the young man quickly reminded him, uncle, now The new society has changed, and the times have changed. This kid has committed such a thing. It is estimated that there is no major incident, and he will be sent home in the end. The old man frowned, eh? This kid killed a child, why? Can you let me go home? No, I'm not convinced by this process, and the parents of the deceased must disagree. The young man smiled bitterly, uncle, that's the police and the court, it has nothing to do with us. The old man is angry. Said, if I were the parent of that child, I would appeal and keep on appealing until the court agreed to sentence this stinky boy to death. The boy laughed, uncle, don’t get excited, I’m afraid you can’t wait for the result you want. Well. Because the current law protects minors, look at this child, he will die, he will be ten years old. The national law stipulates that citizens who have reached the age of eighteen will only bear legal responsibility if they violate the law. Someone immediately corrected it. No, it’s changed now. As long as the law is broken, the responsibility will be taken at the age of 16. The old man sighed, um, I understand, that means that children under ten years old, even if they kill people, There is no need to bear any responsibility, right? A few lads nodded together, um, this is the law. At this moment, a lad suddenly screamed, oh my god, that's not right, the kid lying on the ground is not dead yet What? The old man was surprised, what? The head was smashed and he was still alive? This is impossible. The screaming guy grabbed the old man and dragged him to the bastard. The old man rubbed his presbyopia , I took a closer look, and was immediately dumbfounded. But isn't it, the **** lying on the ground, although his head was smashed into meat sauce, his mouth was still opening and closing. The old man was completely stunned and survived. I have never seen such a situation at my age. According to common sense, if his head is smashed, it is impossible to be alive. Right now, the child lying on the ground has his head broken and his mouth can still be changed. What's the matter? The young guys are all out of ideas. They looked at the old man and said in unison, uncle, you are old and knowledgeable, what kind of thing is this? Isn't the child dead? Why is his mouth still moving? The old man shook his head, I can’t say, I’m not sure, could this be--just after the old man had spoken half of his words, he heard a roar behind him, all of them got out of my way, rolled aside, I want to take care of it Click this bastard. When everyone was shocked, they all turned around. Look, he found Zizai standing behind them carrying bricks. At this time, Zizai was covered in blood, and even the brick he was holding was dripping with blood, looking like a vicious existence. Seeing everyone standing in place, Zizai was impatient and impatient. Get out! Are you all deaf and don’t understand what I’m talking about? I said go away, do you understand? Go away! The old man was surprised, you bastard, what are you going to do? Zizai pointed to the **** who was lying on the ground and bit his teeth with hatred. You don't know him, I'm almost tortured by him. Before, his mouth kept moving. I knew he was talking, but I couldn’t hear what he was saying. His mouth was constantly opening and closing. I knew he was talking. I couldn’t bear his silent chattering like this. Narration, I couldn't bear it, so I lifted the brick and smashed his head open. Oh, yes, I also smashed two of his eyeballs out of his eye sockets. However, what I didn't expect was that after smashing his skull open, his mouth was still opening and closing, and his eyes that had come out of their sockets turned and stared at me, glaring at me. I know he hates me. I hate him too. I can't stand his hateful look. The old man frowned, do you understand what he is saying? Several young people shook their heads together, not understanding. The old man sighed. Although I didn't understand what he was talking about, I felt like he was talking about the process of his murder. Zizi said angrily, you all shut up, did you hear me? Who is nagging anymore, beware of my bricks breaking his head. After speaking, he immediately lifted the brick up, looking fierce. Several lads whispered, yo, can we still be afraid of him? He is just a child with no hair, dare to come out with a brick to scare people? Does he think too much? A young man whispered, yes, we are afraid of what he is doing, just a hairy boy, I can lift him up with one hand. Come, let's go together, catch this little bastard, and teach him a good meal. See if he is licking his hair? It's just a hairy kid, see if you can get him? Just a monkey cub, can he go to heaven or not? A few young men nodded together and planned to rush forward. The old man hurried forward, stopped them, coughed and coughed, don't get dry, let's see what he will do next, don't worry about it. First observe his next move. Only then did the lads stopped, all looking at the blood-covered boy, to see what he would do next. "