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Chapter 657 Send him to hell!

Guess, can't guess, search, can't find the answer, I just see this cruel reality in front of me.

Tragedy has happened again, but we are unable to stop it. If we choose to ignore it, will we feel better? Unfortunately, people have sympathy and will not turn a blind eye to such heinous things.

If that scene was presented in front of them like cold reality, if they had any guesses before, if they thought their guesses were absolutely correct before, then seeing this scene would be enough to overturn all their guesses and assumptions.

This little boy's hands were not chopped off. His left and right hands were still there. Obviously the perpetrator was not a pervert who wanted to collect the so-called hands as specimens.

The little boy was directly decapitated, and there was no trace of his head. He was obviously taken away by the murderer. What reason did the murderer have for taking away his head? What was his purpose for doing this?

He couldn't think of it, but it seemed that he was closer to the truth now. Li Yanxiang frowned slightly, thinking about what happened before and what happened now, she always felt that something was fishy.

Although the previous person had his hand cut off and his hand taken away, and now the little boy has his head cut off and his head taken away, this does not mean that the murderer is a person who likes to collect hands for specimens. Of course,

He is probably not someone who likes to collect heads for specimens.

Maybe all this is just a coincidence. The murderer wanted something on them. Li Yanxiang couldn't help but wonder if it was because of this. The person who had his hand cut off was because he was wearing something the assailant wanted, and this little boy

In the same way, he also wore something the assailant wanted around his neck, so he was unlucky enough to be beheaded.

If this is really the case, if this assumption can really be established, what kind of thing would it be? Li Yanxiang frowned, what kind of thing is it that the murderer would do anything to get it? He would not hesitate to chop off people's hands.

, how can you get it even if you chop off a person’s head?

But within a moment, the boy's mother came back. When she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but knelt down on the ground and began to cry uncontrollably, "Ninglang, Ninglang..."

The boy's mother kept calling the little boy's name, but unfortunately he would never wake up, let alone hear him. His head was in a different place and he could not even find his head.

It's a pity that the little boy didn't have his hand chopped off. If only his hand was chopped off, he would still be alive. But now his head has been removed by the murderer, how could he still be alive!

It was the cruel murderer who made this family no longer complete. It was the damn murderer who made a mother so helpless and cry bitterly. How can she be forgiven!

"Damn! That murderer deserves to be damned. He didn't even spare the child!" Qin Han gritted his teeth and punched the cement wall next to him.

Mo Xuan pursed his lips tightly. He was not as impulsive as Qin Han, but he also hated the damn murderer. He vowed to catch him!

The tragedy happened just like this, probably not long ago. Li Yanxiang sighed softly, "It's a pity that we arrived too late, and we couldn't save the little boy, and we couldn't see who the murderer was."

Qin Han clenched his fists, "The sky net is vast and sparse, we will definitely find him! Then we will send him to hell!"


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