Youye followed his words and pulled out his tail. He was free.

step.

Two steps.

He walked towards the girl sitting on the ground.

"Don't blame me."

"Your mother is not a good person either. In the end she was willing to have sex with me."

"You don't want to live anyway, right?"

"Why don't you give this opportunity to dad. You see, dad has also thought about giving you a final helping hand."

“···”

He got the red-hot iron rod in front of the girl.

The face has been distorted.

"I didn't want to get out alive."

"I guess it's not convenient for you to do something just for the two of you, right?"

"I have killed many people, and I also have some connections and money."

"If you let me follow you, it would be easy to kill me with your methods, and I wouldn't dare to resist."

"You can leave any difficult things to me."

"No matter what it is, I will do my best to satisfy you."

"At least I have something about that old woman. As long as I am left alive, I can handle her death well. There will never be any trouble."

"Just think of me as a dog."

"Isn't it better to have a dog that can be tortured at any time?"

“···”

"Okay, as long as you can satisfy me, it's not impossible to consider."

It's really calm.

At this time, I was still thinking that it was impossible for me to let him go and try to tie myself up with other benefits.

Indeed, this is his only way to survive.

“···”

Su Yao stood behind him, watching him help his daughter up.

At this moment, all he had left was the thought of living.

It's weird, really weird.

Because he is about to die, he can help his daughter by the way.

Because there was hope of living, he would step on his daughter's body and act like a dog to survive.

I don't understand.

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But I seem to understand it again.

Because he knew that if he didn't choose, neither he nor his daughter would die well today.

One had to die.

He might still be able to take revenge while he's alive.

What?

Tolerate backstabbing for ten years?

It’s so funny.

"Crack."

Su Yao lit a cigarette and waved to You Ye.

Hand over a fruit knife.

“···”

He was bending over and roughly tearing apart his biological daughter's hospital gown, revealing the pure white underwear underneath.

A strong desire for revenge.

So interesting.

"Puff——"

Very easily, Su Yao stabbed the knife into his neck.

The tip of the knife penetrated directly and was exposed from the front.

"Gu, uh——"

He wanted to struggle, but his body was immobilized by Youye.

He couldn't turn his head, so he could only cover the tip of the knife with both hands. Blood was splashed on the girl like water. A strong fishy fragrance filled the entire space.

"Puff——"

Pull it out and thrust it into his back again.

"Puff——"

Then there are the limbs.

"Does it hurt?"

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning, just the first round."

“···”

He couldn't answer.

He could only look at the girl who was looking at him indifferently.

Waiting for Youye to let go, he fell sideways beside the girl with a thud.

“···”

Only then did Su Yao realize that the girl was not completely indifferent.

For example, right now, I am crying and shaking slightly.

Also incontinent.

I smelled an unpleasant smell that was different from the smell of blood.

"Just die?"

She also said that she would repeat what he did to her mother in front of him.

This is very boring.

Her mouth was still tightly sealed with a wide piece of black tape, and she was staring at herself.

"Afraid?"

Why be afraid?

That's not right.

Didn’t you originally intend to give up your life?

Holding the smooth boning knife, he looked at her.

Su Yao thought.

She is indeed innocent.

As innocent as Xia Xianyue.

But what's the point?

Being innocent does not mean that you will not die, being innocent means being guilty.

It's wrong to just stand there and breathe, let alone her?

Then you have to kill her.

Whether it's the first time, the second time, or countless times.

She had to die every time because she was innocent.
To be continued...