Chapter 104 Burn!Scarecrow (28)
That fire caused a innocent little girl to lose a lot of things and suffer a lot of damage.

But there are also people who were relieved precisely because of the fire.

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The philanthropist stumbled and ran forward.

I don't know if it was luck or something, or someone was guiding me intentionally or unintentionally, and I found the exit slowly.

The philanthropist had already raised his feet, and when he was about to step out, a voice suddenly flashed in his mind.

"When you step out of the dark thorn forest, you will forget everything you (her) have done for her (you)."

"The wind will take away the proof that that person ever existed."

The brains of philanthropists simply don't have time to think, and their feet have already been stepped out and there is no way to get them back.

When the feet landed firmly on the ground, a gust of wind blew over slowly.

How vulnerable and vulnerable the philanthropist at this time looks to outsiders.

The scar on the front of his chest was throbbing with pain.

Some memories in the brain seem to be gradually blurring.

It seems that there is such a girl.

Since I was a child, I thought I lived in a happy family.

I have had a good voice since I was a child, and can sing the voice of nature.

My dream is to become a voice actor when I grow up.

But why did God's will make such a child with original intentions lose the ability to speak.

Those clips blurred, who was laughing in front of him.

Make trouble in front of him.

Cry in front of him.

Act like a baby in front of him.

Slowly losing body temperature in front of him, but he could only helplessly watch her being eaten.

The philanthropist covered his head in pain: "My unfortunate self..."

When he said these words, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Yes, what qualifications does a beast like a wolf have to survive in this world.

Wait a minute, the philanthropist looks at his hands.

Why did he have the idea of ​​slaughtering all wolves in the world?
Is it for someone?

No... absolutely not.

It's just that wolves are so dirty, just like him.

A garbage living at the bottom of the food chain, what right does it have to defile a pure "angel" with those dirty hands.

He doesn't deserve it...but so what?
Even if he can't have an "angel", then others can't even think of it.

Bugs, dirty, disgusting, rubbish, not a good death.

These words have become his exclusive words.

How dirty and filthy his hands are.

Can he really hug an angel when he is so dirty?

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The owner of the red eyes came out.

He is neither short nor tall, with one eye exposed with a bandage on his face.

The big hands that looked warm were now covered with red blood.

And in his other hand he held what appeared to be a small black shark's club.

The eyes seem to be looking for prey.

On the other side, at this time, I don't know where to take out a flare gun and point it at that person.

The camera aimed to pull the trigger but was stopped by Baijiu: "What are you doing?"

The other side looked at Baijiu with disgust: "Take your hand away from me, don't get in my way."

Baijiu was pushed away by the other side with one hand.

But it was precisely because of this little noise that the person looked over and appeared in front of the grass where they were hiding at the fastest speed.

On the other side, she screamed that she didn't want to rush to grab it, but the man with the bandage on his face moved faster than her.

(End of this chapter)

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