The Anarchic Consort

She was also worried that killing would be bad for her son.

But after listening to the son, she only knows that this is an absolutely perfect plan. If the murder is not used, it can be pulled up even with the Zhang family!

There is still no reason to agree, she is of course willing to do anything!

What's more, the son who saved the disaster also helped her to extend her life. Even if she died, she could act like a living person. She spent ten days observing Zhang Yu and the girls who met her, during which time her The body has been changing all the time, but no one is aware of it except Aling.

The person in front of me can guess that she is dead! ?

Compared with the shock of Wang Apo, Helian Weiwei is as lazy and calm as ever: "Wang Apo, do you think that you are no different from a living person? Your fingers are black and long, and your face is also found dead. This is a sign that will only appear after the death of a person. Because you are a corpse, you will not feel even the most basic hot and cold, always wearing the clothes you wear before you die."

The more the king Apo listens to the doubles!

Helian Weiwei’s whispering continuation: “From the end of autumn to the present, there are almost forty or fifty days. Wang Ling, as your son, cannot know your danger and what you think, but he did not stop. Or it is not obvious that he is blocking, because in his heart he also wants to let those people die."

Helen Weiwei said, and his eyes fell on Wang Ling in his hands.

At this time, Wang Ling was finally not wearing his hypocritical honesty and Sven. He shouted with a scorpion: "They should have died, a pair of dogs and men, and Zhang Yu’s family has the right to be powerful. Zhang Linger is even more embarrassed. In the bones, there are girls who have only money in their eyes and nothing, and these people simply don’t deserve to live in this world!"

"In this case, how can you only kill Zhang Linger, and dare not go to Zhang Yu." Helen Weiwei laughed mockingly: "To tell you, you are still afraid of him, others have robbed your fiancee, you even have a P If you don’t dare to let it go, take your mother and do it for you. You must be a **** man, live alive and let others swear! See what you do, only find the weak. Bullying, is it true that all girls who look down on you and don't want to marry you, you have to kill? Say others are not worth living in the world, what about you? You don't have the responsibility to eat lazy garbage, and others are not qualified to live. Already?"

All of Wang Ling’s words were blocked by Helen Weiwei. His face was green, but there was no one to refute.

The word trash is like an oncoming slap, breaking through all his self-esteem.

Wang Ling glared at his hands and screamed out in a word: "If I was born in Zhang, I would have been admitted to the champion, and I would never be like this!"

Perhaps the facts told by He Lian Weiwei were shocked, or perhaps the son’s reaction exceeded Wang’s expectation. After all, the son had never approved her to do so, and she had stopped her, but she did not expect her son. The heart is more than the grievances she hides. He even... does not want her mother.

Wang Apo’s hand hangs down, and she never thought that her son would have such an idea.

Helian Weiwei’s smile is even colder: “A person like you, even if you give me another birth, it will only be the second Zhang Yu. Your mother has done so much, for whom, you are good, quite white eyes. Wolf."

Wang Ling was flushed by He Lian Weiwei’s face and looked at Wang’s apparent sorrow. He explained in a hurry: “Mother, I don’t mean that...”

Wang Apo shook her head and shed tears on her face: "Children, my mother doesn't blame you, you are right. If you were born in Zhang, you wouldn't be like this now. Mother is sorry for you, mother is not that." More money, for you to get through the relationship, mother..."

At the end of the day, Wang Apo’s voice had already choked, her face squinted with one hand and her shoulders shook.

"Wang Apo, you have to give your son no time to find an excuse to find out when." Helen Weiwei looked faintly: "In fact, your heart is clearer than anyone else, why your son will become like this, you also Knowing that what he usually does is useless at all, it is better to find a teacher to do things, but the people around him have already looked down on him. You feel that if you even give up on him, he will definitely be particularly painful, so you I will deceive myself to the present point."

Wang Apo did not speak, but she cried even more.

Helian Weiwei hasn't changed his tone: "Whoever wants revenge, how can you make it to Zhang Linger and Zhang Yu? Later, those girls, just because people don't want to marry your son, you have to make people lose their lives. Wang Apo, you are a daughter without a daughter. If someone treats your daughter like this, can you bear it? Don’t think that your child is a child, the children of other people are grass. In this world, no one is I owe you."

The last sentence of Helianweiwei, Wang Apo’s whole person was smashed down, the evil on his face disappeared, and there was only a cry: “I can tell you everything, can you protect my son’s life? He didn't do anything. Even if he had that heart, he just thought about it. He never hurt anyone. These evils were all planted by me. It is me who should go to hell."

"Good." Helen Weiwei did not change: "But your sin will not receive any forgiveness, what should you do?"

Indeed, if it is not Zhang’s family that has the right to bully people, if it is not too much for Zhang Apo’s words at the time, the tragedy will not develop to this point.

But this is not an excuse to kill innocent people.

The death of girls who are at the age of must be repaid.

Wang Apo nodded with tears: "I know that my wife is sorry that the prostitutes are children who live on a street. I don't know what happened to me. How was it so worried?"

The crying is getting louder and louder, and Wang Apo’s voice is full of jealousy and remorse: “They are in a dark road behind me, except Liu’s still alive, everyone else has... Hey, I am wrong, I am true. Wrong."

Helen Weiwei listened to the words of Wang Apo, and after letting go of Wang Ling, he walked over and reached for a moment. Three bodies hanging from the sky appeared in the line of sight.

Yan Liuer sat in the middle of the corpse, and she was wearing a hi-suit. The color of the costume was like the blood flowing out of the crowd. People looked very uncomfortable. The intuitive Helen Weiwei felt this joy. Service is not simple...