Chapter 112

I'm really sorry, it's too difficult to find the Internet bar in my hometown. I've just found it now. First, I sent out the chapter of 12-3 o'clock, and the rest one is

... Every hour

The pale moonlight shining into the dark house, not only did not feel the light, but felt the darkness more thick.

The sound of cursing, the sound of kitchen knife entering the meat, and the slight sound of blood splashing on the wall, and the scream, the scene of blood loss and human relations in that year was staged around the night of Qin Dynasty. I'm afraid anyone with normal psychology can't accept this scene.

Even if Qin night, now also deeply frown. The desperate and unbelievable scream, the ignorant and crazy roar of that year, rushed into the eardrum like the tide, as if the whole room was shaking.

Depressed, crazy, bloody, empty room, reappearance of the once tragic.

"Don't chop I feel so painful Will you take mom to the hospital I don't care about you anymore Wuwu... "

"Send you numb! I'll cut you to death

PA cha It was the sound of a knife cutting into a bone.

"No! I need you to take care of my affairs! Chonima

PA cha PA cha Mixed with the slight rustle of blood splashing on the wall, the women's cries ranged from fright and anger, to screams, to howls, and finally Quietly.

The voice of youth, but from anger, to madness, to hoarseness.

After more than ten minutes, the room finally calmed down.

Qin Ye's face was a little pale, not because of fear, but because of the pictures in his mind, which made him disgusted to disgust.

This matter has a great influence. A few years ago, it directly contracted the hot spots of that year. When a 12-year-old boy kills his mother, is it because his parents are lack of care, or is the child too insane?

Both, but not all.

However, for whatever reason, you shouldn't wave a knife at your parents. You can communicate, but you can't communicate, just like passers-by. Li Cheng He broke the bottom line of being a man.