Mrs. Zhu looked like a mad cow, and she felt disgusted by seeing her. She flew out her sleeves and flew out, instantly hitting Mrs. Zhu backwards.

"Don't be shameless. I have more ways to kill you things that are not even humans." Shiwu sneered, took out his wallet from his arms, and said in the horror of Mr. Zhu and his two gazes: "Don't you let me take out the things? Don't say that you hid my clothes wallet in the secret room under the bed, you are the treasures passed down from your family..."

Master Zhu's face changed at that time, "You...you...when are you?"

"Last night when you slept like a dead pig, would you tell me where did you come from these things?" Fifteen's patience had basically been exhausted. He was now suppressing extreme irritability. If Mr. Zhu and his wife didn't give him a result, then he would really kill them all.

Mrs. Zhu fell down after being photographed on the wall, but soon she stood up again. It can be seen that the higher the status of people like them, the stronger their ability to heal their wounds.

She no longer pretended, and her old face showed a gloomy coldness: "I didn't expect you to... have this ability, it's great... If we are unlucky, we will not even be able to deal with you, a spearhead. This time we were careless. If you want to kill, you can kill. We won't say anything."

"Very good, since I can't say it, then I don't need to keep you anymore." Shiwu stopped talking nonsense to them, bent down, suddenly raised his right hand and turned it into an eagle claw, aiming at the heart of his left chest, and grabbed it with Master Zhu's scream.

The child's hands are not big, they seem to be as fragile as willows, but they contain huge power.

Only a sound of squeak was heard, and Fifteen's fingers had been inserted into Mr. Zhu's chest, and he accurately found his heart and pinched his fingers, but he did not dig it out immediately.

Master Zhu twitched in pain, and a string of moans overflowed from his throat.

Looking at the eyes of Fifteen, he was extremely scared, as if he had seen an evil ghost seeking life.

He never thought that this thin and beautiful boy would have such a cruel side and such a terrible power.

The delicate and beautiful face as beautiful as an angel, with a cruel smile on it, doing something that a vicious bandit would be afraid of when they saw it. The bloody scene scared Mrs. Zhu just now.

The jar looked like he gave up, but now his legs were weak and he collapsed on the ground, covering his mouth, and the horror in his eyes was not a fake.

Fifteen narrowed his eyes, "Don't think I don't know how to kill you. Isn't your weakness the heart made of this wood? I want to die... It's very simple."

Mrs. Zhu climbed a few steps forward, "You...you can't kill him...If you kill him, I won't tell you what you want to know."

"Hmph, I understand all your thoughts. Do you want to delay time? Then let's see now, who can hold on." After saying that, Fifteen pinched his hand hard, pulling Master Zhu's heart to lift it a few minutes...

Master Zhu was in pain, but he couldn't scream, because the louder he screamed, the more painful it was...
Chapter completed!