Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"You brat, what did you say? You want me to punch you?"

"Little brat, I think your parents haven't taught you well. Today I'll teach them a lesson."

The little tiger and the little leopard angrily rubbed their fists together and walked towards Lin Tian, ​​looking ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

Lin Tian stood still, watching the two clowns with a slight smile on his lips, a look of amusement on his face.

"Little Tiger, Little Leopard, stop!"

The white widow suddenly stepped forward and blocked the two brothers' path.

Xiao Hu was stunned, looking at his mother in confusion:

"Mom, why are you pleading for this kid? He just insulted us."

"Yes, Mom!"

Little Leopard chimed in, "He called us ungrateful wretches and shameless."

The white widow didn't speak, but turned to the side and gestured with her eyes towards the alley entrance.

The two brothers followed her gaze.

There were a few policemen not far from the alley entrance; they had just come out of the steel mill's residential compound and hadn't gone far.

Xiao Hu's mind cleared instantly.

If they assaulted someone, wouldn't they end up in jail?

The police station nowadays has morgues filled with corpses; it's terrifying to even think about.

What if they get locked up? What if that evil spirit comes looking for them at night...?

Xiao Hu shuddered, not daring to think any further. He looked away, glared at Lin Tian, ​​and said fiercely:

"Kid, I'll let you off this time. But if you keep spewing that kind of filth next time, don't blame me for not warning you."

He grabbed the little leopard and turned to leave.

"You two little punks?"

Lin Tian's voice came from behind, tinged with disdain: "Not worthy. Let your widow mother speak."

Xiao Hu stopped abruptly, turned around, and his eyes almost spit fire:

"you!!"

Little Leopard was also furious, his face flushed red: "Brother, this kid is too arrogant! Let's beat him up!"

The two brothers were about to fight again.

The white widow stepped forward again, blocking their way.

This time, she didn't look at the policeman at the alley entrance, but stared at Lin Tian with an unfriendly gaze.

"Child, who are you? Why do you keep provoking us, mother and son?"

She's lived for so many years, what kind of situation hasn't she seen?

This brat has been causing trouble time and time again; even a clay Buddha has a temper.

Lin Tian looked at her as if she were an ant.

"Me? I am the murderer who killed He Daqing."

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

The air froze.

Little Tiger's mouth was wide open, big enough to fit an egg.

The little leopard's eyes were wide open like copper bells, its eyeballs almost popping out.

The white widow's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"What...what did you say?"

Xiao Hu's voice trembled, "You killed He Daqing? You? A little kid?"

"impossible!"

Little Leopard chimed in, "How old are you? He Daqing is such a big guy, how could you possibly kill him?"

The white widow didn't speak, she just stared intently at Lin Tian.

Then, she saw it.

Lin Tian conjured a bloodstained axe out of thin air, as if by magic, and it suddenly appeared in his hand.

Xiao Hu's pupils contracted sharply.

The little leopard's legs buckled, and he almost couldn't stand up.

The white widow's face turned from deathly pale to ashen.

This axe that appeared out of nowhere is too bizarre.

Could it be... could it be that he's the one they've been hearing about all along the way...?

Evil?

The thought flashed through the minds of all three simultaneously.

Along the way, they heard too many rumors about that evil spirit.

What do you mean, that more than forty people were killed? What do you mean, that people were hung from crooked trees? What do you mean, that several nests of enemy agents were wiped out?

They listened to those rumors as stories and told them as jokes.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

But now, that damned evil spirit is standing right in front of them?

So... He Daqing was killed by evil spirits?

Damn it!

Another thought flashed through Xiaohu's mind: he had just called him a "brat" and a "little kid," and even said he would "teach him a lesson"...

It’s over.

It's all over.

Will they suffer the same fate?

Xiao Hu's face turned deathly pale instantly.

The little leopard was even more overwhelmed; its legs buckled, and it knelt directly on the ground.

He'll soon have a job, soon live a good life, and soon get married...

The good days are yet to come, and he doesn't want to die.

"Little brat...no, big brother! Grandpa!"

Xiao Hu also knelt down, his knees hitting the ground with a dull thud. He lay prostrate on the ground, kowtowing frantically.

"Please, please let us go. We know we were wrong. We shouldn't have been so foul-mouthed and insulted you. Please, have mercy on us and spare our lives."

Little Leopard also kowtowed, kowtowing even harder than his brother: "Grandpa, spare me! Grandpa, spare me! I didn't say anything, it was all my brother who said it, it has nothing to do with me."

"Little Leopard, you..."

Xiao Hu looked at his younger brother in disbelief. He never expected that his brother would betray him. The evil spirit was right; he was an ingrate.

The white widow stood aside, watching her two sons kneel and beg for mercy.

She wanted to run, but her legs wouldn't obey her, and her whole body was trembling.

Lin Tian looked at the three people and found it quite amusing.

Where did your courage go?

"You don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them turned deathly pale.

The little leopard shuddered violently, terrified, and wet itself.

The white widow came to her senses and knelt down with her two sons in fear.

"My lord, spare us! Spare us! We have no grudge against you. He Daqing is Sha Zhu's father, it has nothing to do with us. If you want to kill, kill them, what does it have to do with us?"

Lin Tian, ​​carrying an axe, walked forward step by step, each step feeling like he was stepping on the hearts of the three people.

The three retreated repeatedly, but dared not stand up and run, so they could only crawl backward on their knees.

The white widow looked up at the approaching axe, her voice trembling: "What do you want? We have no grudge against each other."

Lin Tian stopped in front of her and looked down at her.

"I don't want to do anything. I just think that people like you are wasting food by living like this."

The white widow's pupils contracted sharply.

The axe was already raised high.

Outside the steel mill's residential compound not far away, several police officers were patrolling, completely unaware of what was happening here.

Deep in the alley, however, Death had already raised its scythe.

"Wait, you can't kill me, murder is illegal."

The white widow cried out in fear, raising her hands to shield her eyes, trying to catch the fatal blow from the axe.

Breaking the law?

Lin Tian shook his head, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for sleeping in the same bed with He Daqing."

He took another step forward.

"If you have to blame someone, blame Sha Zhu for being my enemy."

As the axe drew ever closer, the white widow realized that begging for mercy was useless.

This evil spirit doesn't care about laws or morals at all.

He just wants to kill people.

Kill everyone connected to his enemy.

Since she was going to die anyway, the white widow threw the water out and shouted with all her might:

"Help! Murder! Help!!!"

The sound echoed in the alley.

The police officers in the distance seemed to have heard something and looked over.

But it was too late.

……