Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

How could an eight-year-old child do that?

Lin Tian wasn't even as tall as her shoulder, and he was as thin as a bean sprout. His two hands together weren't even as thick as her arms.

How could he possibly kill so many people?

Yan Jiecheng was a young man in his early twenties, while Xu Damao was a strong laborer in his twenties. Even if he was launching a sneak attack, it was impossible for him to attack eight people in a row without being discovered.

But... but now I'm lying in the alley, my right leg is broken, and I can't move at all.

Lin Tian stood in front of her, holding an axe with blood stained on it, the source of which was unknown.

Jia Zhangshi didn't want to admit it, but the facts were undeniable.

I am now the fish on the chopping block, and he is the butcher.

The knife was about to fall.

She had no choice but to believe it.

Scared!

It was nothing but fear and terror.

The sons Jia Dongxu, Liu Guangfu, Liu Guangtian, and Xu Damao were hanging from the crooked tree, their bodies swaying gently.

The three Yan brothers lay dead in the alley, their bodies and heads separated, their heads rolling against the wall, their eyes still open.

His own grandson was killed out of nowhere right in front of him.

"No...it's not real...this isn't real, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's all fake..."

Jia Zhangshi stammered incoherently, "Dongxu... Banggeng... it was you... it was you who killed him..."

"That's right, it's me."

Lin Tian nodded.

Jia Zhangshi trembled and began to back away, dragging her broken leg as she moved with difficulty across the bluestone pavement.

The arrogance he had displayed earlier was completely gone from his face, replaced only by fear seeping from the very marrow of his bones.

"Don't kill me..."

"Please... I'll do anything for you... I'll give you all my money... Please let me go... Please let me go... I promise I won't tell a word... I swear..."

Lin Tian sneered.

Now that you're about to die, you're scared.

Jia Zhangshi retreated to the base of the wall, her back hitting the cold brick wall, with nowhere left to go.

Lin Tian grinned and said, "Jia Zhangshi, you were right before. People can scare people to death, but what about ghosts?"

What does that mean?

Before Jia Zhangshi could react in her fear, Lin Tian's face suddenly contorted, transforming into a ghostly form.

"Aaaaaah!!! It's a ghost!!!"

Jia Zhangshi let out a desperate cry, shrinking into the corner like a mouse cornered in a desperate situation, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Are you human or a ghost...? You're a ghost... You're an evil spirit... Don't kill me... Don't kill me..."

Lin Tian shook his head, looked up at the sky, saw through this courtyard world, and smiled calmly:

"A demon?"

"If I am a demon, then I am a demon to take you away. Demons are among us."

If I were human, there would be no evil spirits in this world, and the healing system would cleanse the world.

The axe was raised.

"Old Jia... Dongxu... Banggeng... Help..."

Jia Zhangshi's desperate screams shattered the silence of the alley once again, and her peripheral vision caught sight of the alley entrance.

Two police officers were squatting there smoking. They were selling Liqun cigarettes, and the smell of the smoke drifted over on the wind, which she could smell clearly.

Their silhouettes were just thirty steps away from the alley, so close that she could even see a tuft of hair sticking up on the back of one of their heads.

"Officer! Help! Help!"

Jia Zhangshi screamed at the top of her lungs, "Police officers, help! Someone's killing someone! Help!"

The sound bounced back and forth in the alley, echoing one after another.

Neither of the two police officers turned around.

One of them flicked his cigarette ash and said something, and the other looked up and laughed.

"Police officer..."

Jia Zhangshi called out again.

Lin Tian rested the axe he had raised on his shoulder, and only after she finished shouting did he slowly speak:

"Jia Zhangshi, stop shouting. No one will come even if you shout until you're hoarse."

"Broken throat! Broken throat!" Jia Zhangshi immediately chimed in.

Lin Tian: "..."

"My throat is bleeding... Help! My throat is bleeding... Please help me..."

Jia Zhangshi shouted at the top of her lungs, her neck veins bulging like earthworms.

Lin Tian's lips twitched: "You really went and shouted yourself hoarse."

"Officers...there's been murder! Please turn around and look...please look..."

Jia Zhangshi stopped shouting until her throat was hoarse and switched back to the police. She shouted as she desperately kicked the ground with her unbroken leg and crawled toward the alley entrance.

The two police officers still did not turn back.

One of them stubbed out his cigarette, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and showed it to the other, and the two of them huddled together to examine it.

"See?"

Lin Tian shrugged. "I told you they weren't coming, but you didn't believe me."

You should go down and reunite with your old Jia, young Jia, and little Jia family.

"No...no way..."

Jia Zhangshi shook her head frantically, her hair disheveled and her face covered in snot and tears.

Undeterred, she shouted again towards the alley entrance, "You're the police! Aren't you supposed to protect the people? Someone's killing someone and you're not going to do anything? Are you deaf?"

After discussing the piece of paper, the two comrades each lit another cigarette and continued to squat there chatting idly.

He didn't look into the alley once from beginning to end, as if he couldn't hear anything.

That's exactly what happened.

The system's shielding effect is excellent.

Jia Zhangshi stopped calling out.

Her body suddenly became still, and the expression on her face changed from fear to confusion, from confusion to despair, and from despair to mad resentment.

Why...?

"Why didn't you save me... You all deserve to die... You all deserve to die... Old Jia deserves to die... Yi Zhonghai deserves to die... Everyone deserves to die... Everyone deserves to die..."

She smiled.

Jia Zhangshi grinned, revealing a few yellow teeth and a gap in her gums; her smile was more like a grimace.

Lin Tian frowned.

Are you crazy?!

He was too lazy to say anything more.

The axe was raised and then brought down.

puff.

It's quiet now.

Jia Zhangshi shut her mouth.

It's closed forever.

When Xiao Dang saw his grandmother die tragically in front of him, he was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.

Lin Tian put away the axe and glanced at Xiao Dang lying on the ground. The little girl's pigtails were half undone, and there were still wet tear stains on her face.

"If you have someone to blame, blame your grandma, blame yourself for being born into the wrong family."

Lin Tian reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead, as if afraid of waking her.

You probably don't know what your grandmother did back then.

"She wanted to sell my younger sister Tangtang. If I hadn't traveled back in time, Tangtang would probably be some remote mountain village being raised as a child bride."

"I hate two kinds of people the most in my life: beasts and human traffickers."

"Your grandma has both."

"so……"

"Don't worry, I won't sell you... I hate human traffickers the most, I couldn't do such a thing."

Lin Tian stood up and changed the position of the axe in his hand.

"I'll give you a quick death, considering you're young. Be careful in your next life, don't be reborn into the Jia family, and definitely don't be reborn into the Rongguo Mansion's Jia family either."

The axe fell quickly, without hesitation or pause.

The alley fell silent.

Little Dang has fallen asleep forever.

Lin Tian straightened up, put the axe and the two corpses into his spatial storage, and then cleaned up the scene.

"They say that revenge only leads to more revenge."

Lin Tian sighed softly, looked up at the gray sky, and a smile that was hard to define appeared on his lips.

"That's because the knife didn't fall on her head."

"If anyone kills her whole family or violates her, even the Virgin Mary will have to shed her disguise."

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