It hurts!

His consciousness was a little scattered, so he instinctively grasped the Silver Broken Dragon Fang.

Some kind of grievance and some kind of ferocity spread in his heart.

I felt as unwilling and aggrieved as when I was bullied a long time ago when I was a child.

There was also a touch of anger that he had almost forgotten.

The man in the shirt had a ferocious look on his face. He looked at Fangran who didn't intend to speak, and cursed in a low voice, just as he was planning to teach him a lesson.

Suddenly a flower bloomed in front of my eyes!

The figure who was hit by him stood up at some point!

He grabbed his own neck and smashed himself against the side wall of the container. The unknown silver weapon in his hand was already pointed at his face!

"Varied....!!"

The man in the shirt looked at the sudden figure in horror, and even dropped the gun with trembling hands.

Because the hand holding his neck gradually became stronger!

and...

The calm eyes of the black-haired young man in front of him made his hair stand on end!

"do not move!!"

"Don't move!!"

"Let go of the boss!"

Swish!! Swish!! Swish!!

All the guns were pointed at Fangran, who was suddenly violent.

He held the broken silver dragon tooth in his hand. The man in the shirt in front of him had panic and fear on his face. He looked at the black-haired young man with a stern look and said sharply:

"You'd better let me go!"

Fangran was squeezing his neck, pointing at his heart with silver dragon teeth. Fangran's expression at this moment could not be seen clearly in the dark cargo box due to the dimness of the flashlight.

The harsh words of the man in the shirt not only did not make him flinch, but instead aroused his ferocity even more.

I really want to insert the broken silver dragon's teeth into his heart and hear what else he can say.

kill him.

kill him.

You are no longer an ordinary person.

kill him.

no problem.

And he is a bad guy who sells drugs.

It doesn't matter if such a person dies, right?

Thoughts sprouted, and a kind of madness and darkness that he had never dared to imagine filled his heart.

The hand on the man in the shirt's neck was getting harder and harder, and the man in the shirt could feel it. The eyes of the black-haired young man who was restraining him were getting lower and lower, dangerous.

but,

at this time.

Suddenly, the death forms of all the people he had 'killed' yesterday appeared before his eyes, even the bloody Si Ai.

After being silent for a second at the situation pointed at by the gun, he let out a breath slowly. His eyes were no longer sharp, and Fangran returned to the same Fangran, with the corners of his mouth twitching as he looked around at the moment.

Damn it! It jumped out when my brain got hot, this is great!

How should I end this time...

***The author has something to say***

Ah, tomorrow is Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, full classes from 8 a.m. to 9 p.m. It’s really not easy for the author. Please don’t blame me. I can only update once a day recently.

In the past few days, I have to write about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. I’m really tired...

This book has not been accumulated in the author's mind for a long time. Many of the plots are just what I thought of. I tried my best to not collapse this or that, but also have an interesting plot. Alas,

The collection has not increased, and the results are not good without recommendation. It is really difficult for the author to persist. Oh, by the way, if...
Chapter completed!