The First Thousand One Hundred and Eighteen Chapters Provoked Again

He Biyun looked at the bloody father and son lying on the ground and grinned, "Don't be afraid of Yueyue, Mom killed all the bad guys...don't be afraid..."

Wu Yue's chest was a little sour. She was bullied when she was a child, and He Biyun always coaxed her like this. To say that He Biyun was really good to her, why was it so useless?

"Mom...I'm not clear anymore...I don't want anyone in the future..."

Wu Yue cried and said, He Biyun's expression changed greatly, her eyes became fierce, she raised the scissors and stabbed again, she didn't know how many knives she stabbed, her face was covered with blood, and Song Baoliang and his son had more After countless blood holes, he died thoroughly. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a

"Mom... It's good to have you here. You are much better than Dad. Dad only has Yan Xinya in his heart, and there is no mother and me at all." Wu Yue whispered.

"Yan Xinya? This bitch killed my son... Yueyue, she killed your brother and stole your father, bad guy..." He Biyun was very excited.

Wu Yue followed suit, "She and Zhao Mei are both bad people, they all deserve to die!"

"Damn... Damn it all... I'm going to kill this bitch... kill her!"

He Biyun grabbed the bloody scissors, and her mind was completely lost. At this moment, she only had one thought, which was to kill Yan Xinya.

Wu Yue frowned slightly, put on the skirt that Song Baoliang had torn up just now, and whispered: "Mom, you washed your face, and your face is stained."

He Biyun was stunned for a while, staring straight at Wu Yue, and obediently allowed Wu Yue to wash her face with water, but there was not much blood on her body, and He Biyun was wearing a jujube red shirt today, and there was no blood at all. can not tell.

Wu Yue took off He Biyun's scissors again, and went out with such scissors. I was afraid that he would have to be sent to the Public Security Bureau before he walked a few steps.

"Mom, Yan Xinya is really bad, she deliberately seduced Dad and made him abandon us, and her daughter Zhao Mei is just as bad, we are living the hard life now, it is all their fault... but they live The life of a high-class person, Yan Xinya is still being interviewed by TV station at the art museum in the afternoon, why!"

Wu Yue whimpered and complained, and every sentence was on He Biyun's heart. She looked at the crying Wu Yue lovingly, wiped away the tears on her daughter's face, and got up and walked out.

In fact, He Biyun was already awake at this time. She realized that she had killed someone just now, and it was only two people. He Biyun's first reaction was fear.

kill for life,

It has been such a rule since ancient times, and she will definitely not be able to escape!

Anyway, it's a death, so just kill a few more people!

These people killed her and her daughter, and they will die!

Wu Yue watched He Biyun walk out of the room with a very calm expression. She also took a fruit knife on the chest of drawers in the living room and put it in her arms. When she walked to the door, He Biyun turned back and smiled at her.

"Yueyue... Mom is gone... You must go to university!"

After speaking, He Biyun resolutely turned around and left, and disappeared in the stairwell after a while. Wu Yue chased and ran out, only seeing He Biyun's back, tears could not help flowing down.

Mom really loves her, but she....

Wu Yue covered her face and cried bitterly, tears flowing freely, but she still didn't go after He Biyun.

He Biyun has already embarked on the road of no return, and there is no point in her chasing back, it is better...

Wu Yue wiped away her tears, closed the door and went back to the room. She was shocked. Song Baoliang actually stood up and walked towards her staggeringly. Reached towards her.