The northern rain swayed in front of him with a red-hot iron rod. Zhao Xiong’s face was white and violently struggling. He knew that he could not escape, and he did not ask for mercy. He began to curse.

"You have the ability to kill me. You are a miscellaneous, as long as I am out of Zhao Xiong's day, my Zhao Xiong will be able to kill you so that you will die without a place to die."

"You are a dog hybrid, I curse you not to die."

‘啪’~

The loud slap in the face interrupted his curse, while the red iron rod in the hands of the rain in the north rained on him, and the screaming wooden house came out, alarming the birds in the forest.

Zhao Xiong’s days are not as good as death. Every day, the northern rains will change the pattern to torture him. She won't let him die, it will only make him die.

Zhao Xiong always thought about how to escape, but she was really smart and did not give him a chance because she had torn off his hamstrings and hands.

He is now completely a waste man, and there is no chance at all.

Bei Yuyu is ready to wait until Xiao Yan returns, and he will end his life. However, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the voice of the system sounded in the mind of the day.

[Host, kid ink and your body are dangerous. 】

"What is the situation?"

[There are people who enter the house. Does the host need to leave this face? 】

"Without." Bei Yuyi did not hesitate to return.

[Transmission begins. 】

When the North Rain waking up, I was keenly aware that someone was entering the house. There is nothing in the bed to be a weapon. The north rain can't be distressed. It is directly exchanged from the system's shopping mall for a weapon in the hand.

When the shadow in the house slowly approached, the weapon that the north rain held in his hand was tight. As he approached, the north rain slammed into the man's head and slammed it.

The man was beaten up and prevented, and the man fell to the ground.

The little boy ink in his sleep was awakened by this sound, and he saw her mother woke up.

"Nanny!" Xiaozi ink screamed in surprise, and immediately noticed that there was one more person in the room. "How is he..."

Bei Yuyu got out of bed and said to Xiaozi Mo: "You are going to find a rope."

"Good." Xiaozi ink did not say anything, got out of bed and found a hemp rope from the hall.

The northern rain shackles the man tightly and picks up the black cloth that covers his face. This person has an impression of the north rain. It is the cellar of the next village. It is a leisurely day, not a business, and is used to stealing chickens and dogs.

Bei Yuyu found a knife from his body, as well as a rope, and there was a pack of drugs.

The things that this guy has prepared are complete, it seems that it is not just stealing things.

"Mother, how is he dealing with it?" Xiaozi Mo was also the first time he encountered this situation. Before the family was poor, no one would patronize their home.

The northern rain swayed him, and when Wang Erma woke up, he found himself **** with a scorpion. When he looked up, he was on the cold and sturdy scorpion.

"Say, purpose." Bei Yuyu asked very directly.

Their family is poor and white, it is impossible to rob money. It’s even more impossible to rob color. The peach of the wood is fat and ugly, and the face of the pock, the whole village can not find people who are more ugly than her.

The second mahogany must have other purposes, and the northern rain must naturally ask.

"I just steal and steal something."

The board in the hands of the north rain screamed and greeted him. "To tell the truth. You don't tell the truth, you don't have fruit to eat."

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