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"He is ruthless, truly vicious, such a beautiful woman, he would beat her up like that no matter who he is with. However, he was willing to fight to the death, and he even had many pets in his heart that were either insane or poisonous. " The aphrodisiac made Young Master Hua's mental state grow weaker and weaker. He could not keep his mouth shut as he kept his secrets to himself.

Miao Qin had been drinking his wine to create a drunken scene to avoid arousing suspicion.

He said, "You can't imagine, I can't imagine, when I heard my father talk about it, I was shocked. I just can't believe that there is such a scum in this world. "

"Do you know, an eight-month-old pregnant woman, he was at the banquet, doing it in front of so many people? Even animals can't compare to him, and my dad can't stand watching over her. When he sees her later, he will always come out and protect her, but the consequence of protecting her is thoroughly provoking the King of Fighters. "

Lan Xinyue was so heartbroken that she lost consciousness.

Lan Xinyue could not stop swaying in his eyes. He tried to reach out to touch her, but he could not find her accurate head, "My father also said that if she was willing, he could help her leave, but she is too timid, so she did not dare do anything to my father. She also advised my father to not worry about her."

"My dad really didn't have any thoughts about her. He only wanted to help her. It's too pitiful. But Fist King was really fierce, he beat my dad up, and my dad couldn't get out of bed for a month. "You don't even know how much I hated him back then. I wanted to use a knife to chop him to death, but I can't. I'm still too young, only six years old. I can't kill him."

Lan Xinyue covered her face, not allowing anyone to see the pained expression on her face. She also did not expect that Hua Shao was someone who helped her mother before. Thank you, thank you …

"What happened next?" Young Master Hua can hold back your anger just like that? " Miao Qin asked cautiously, not wanting to lose control of her drunkenness.

Young Master Hua shook his head, his expression misty. "Endure, endure..." Even if he wanted to endure, his friends wouldn't let him. So many people have given him offers of help. "

"But my dad didn't know what to think, so he just didn't do anything. "Later on, the woman gave birth to a stillborn child. However, thinking about it, stillbirth is also normal. No woman would be able to give birth to a healthy child after experiencing so much."

My dad was upset, really, and that night he drank all the time. When I went to his room to see him, he took my hand and said, Son, women can play, but not like this. Pitiful, pitiful, I heard it was a girl. She left without opening her eyes, but it's good that she left, or else she would have been killed by him. He is not human, he will definitely have his retribution, son, he will definitely have his retribution.

"That's what he said, over and over again, but where is the retribution? I've been waiting. That woman also didn't escape his demonic claws because she had a stillborn baby. On the contrary, she's even more miserable and less dignified than before. "

"My dad went to see her secretly because he was afraid she would be troubled. He also gave her some money so she could think of a way to sneak away. But she didn't leave. She stayed there, and one day she fell ill and went to the hospital. The doctor said it was late brain cancer. "

"My dad tried to sneak a peek at her, but to my surprise, she turned out to be very happy. I don't know what she was happy about, maybe happy that can finally end the nightmare!"

Lan Xinyue lowered her head, tears flowing crazily in her heart.

Flower Young Master didn't know why his mother was so happy, but she knew that it wasn't because the nightmare was ending, but because they could finally be together and live in peace for a while. She also knew that the reason her mother chose not to leave was because she didn't want to leave her behind, much less reveal her identity.

Mom!

"My dad secretly helped her pay the medical fees and use the best medicine to alleviate her pain. She also gave my dad a photo, saying that she would help him so much without any reward. If she encounters any difficulties, she can publish this photo and someone will help my dad."

Mom gave a picture of the flower? Was it that picture? Could it be that her mother's last words were to say that someone would come to help her after the photo was published?

No, she had printed the photo, but no one had come to help her?

Lan Xinyue's heart skipped a beat. She quickly raised her head and asked with a choked voice, "Do you know what photo it is?"

It's a picture of a woman. It looks pretty beautiful, a bit like her, but it doesn't look like her at all. The features are obviously different, and the temperament is also alike, especially the eyes. They look exactly like you. It's just a small picture, so big and colorful and wavy with long curly hair …" Young Master Hua was a little out of energy, his head drooping lower and lower, his narration in disarray.

"Is it this one?" Lan Xinyue thought about it, then took out a photo from her purse and gave it to him.

His vision was blurry, and he looked at the photo for a long time before he nodded, "This one is exactly the same, but it's of no use. It's useless for my father to publish this photo. "But …"

"But that day, my dad suddenly wanted to go to America to play, and he suddenly posted that photo in the United States. The result was, it turned out that …"

Lan Xinyue asked anxiously, "What's the result?"

Young Master Hua laughed, but kept drooping his head. "As a result …" Results... The result is... When that woman was sick, there was a volunteer who took care of her. It was said that she took good care of her, and that woman walked very peacefully. "

It's over, it's over. I've gotten confused at the most crucial moment. Lan Xinyue hastily lifted his face and patted it. "It's the result of the photo that was printed. The result."

"Results of photos... Results for Photos... Results... Heh heh … The retribution came. If the Striker died, even if he died, he would never know. In the end, he still died at the hands of that woman. That picture attracted a very powerful figure, a string of... "Together..." He fell down, but before he fell, a word of love came out of his mouth, and Lan Xinyue heard it.

Emotion-scurrying!

It was not scurrying, but scurrying!

The photo had attracted the attention of this organization. They saw the photo and helped Young Master Hua eliminate the King of Fighters. They also chased after her without any reason — the King of Fighters' daughter was killed at the very root.

But what was the identity of the woman in the photo? Why is it so charming? Why did she get no news when she was in the United States?

Could it be that this organization only sold this photo for face? Only owing a favor to the woman in the photo?

Repaying a favor is the same as forever repaying it?

Mom, tell me, who is this woman in the photo? Where was Einherjar Wannabe? How can I find them, how can I stop them from chasing me, how can I tell them that I am not the King of Fighting's daughter …

Mom, I missed you. Can you stay there?

I can't shake off the sin left behind by the King of Fighters, and I also know many many stories about you. The King of Fighters deserves to die, long ago he deserved to die, but my silly mother, why are you so silly? You clearly have such a strong relationship with her, but why don't you use it yourself?

If you use it, won't you be able to completely escape? Why can't we be together? Mom, why don't you use it, why, why...

Her heart ached. She wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to cry. She wanted to go home, but didn't dare to go home. She told Miao Qin Xin to drive to the seaside.

"It's so cold outside. Xin Yue, I'll call boss to bring your coat over …"

"No need, I want to be alone." One person got out of the car, treading on the thick snow, walking under the dark night sky figure, heartbroken and lonely, she walked step by step, the sea was ahead, engulfing the mother's last trace of existence.

She sat by the sea, on the snow, in the face of the knife-like wind, quietly, and before her was a world she could neither see nor understand.

The wind was cold, but she couldn't feel it.

She asked herself repeatedly in her heart, why, why didn't her mother find that powerful force to protect her?

She kept asking herself, "How did the fist king find my mother?" Just what kind of background did his mother have?

She tried over and over again to draw out the story of her mother before she died. She tried very hard to make a complete life for her mother. Why was there only fear, only tears, and only humiliation that could not be quantified …

If she could cry, she would really cry. But what was the use of crying, who would care about her tears? What's the use of tears? I can't kill people and I can't turn back time …

Miao Qin Xin waited in the car, watching from afar through the glass. One hour, two hours, three hours … She did not return. She did not even move. Her tiny black figure was like a lifeless sculpture.

"Come back, come back. If you don't, you'll die from the cold." "It's so cold, the general assembly cut my skin off …" Miao Qin was very worried, but she didn't dare disobey Lan Xinyue. She looked at her watch and gave her the last hour.

After an hour, if she didn't come back, she could only call Leng Mubai over.

By the time Leng Mubai received the call, it was already 5 AM. He had just finished settling a large number of contracts and had just fallen asleep. Hearing Miao Qin's frightened voice, he thought he was dreaming.

He didn't even know how to drive the car to the beach. He only remembered the moment he jumped off the car and shouted angrily at Miao Qin, "Are you a dead person?" If she won't let you call me, then you won't call me. Do you know who you belong to? "Five hours. Do you know what the temperature is today? If you want her to sit here for five hours, you might as well use a blade to kill her …"

Feeling wronged, Miao Qin didn't dare to retort. When she followed Leng Mubai, Lan Xinyue's face was already green from the cold. Her shivering body was like a messy leaf in the wind, and her stiff eyes stared straight ahead without focus.

He wrapped her in a thick blanket, rubbed her, and carried her to the car. With the heater on, Miao Qin Xin quickly drove home, and even made a phone call to Bao Xiao to call Bei Yu.

Everyone was worried for her. Halfway there, she couldn't hold on any longer. She closed her eyes and fainted. The moment she fainted, she weakly whispered, "Mother …"

By the time he got home, Little Jie, Bao Xiao, and Bei Yu had already arrived. The heating in the house was on full blast, and the bathtub was filled with hot water.

Leng Mubai took off her clothes and allowed her to soak in water to keep her warm. Miao Qin, on the other hand, inadvertently glanced at her insides and saw red blood on them. She shouted, "Boss, she's on leave!"

Bei Yu heard her from outside and shouted, "This isn't good. We can't soak in the water, we can't soak in the water. Quickly bring her out, bring her out …"