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Chapter 492: Abuse

"Ah...ah!!"

You Kuang opened his mouth for a long time before he managed to utter an exclamation.

His father's hands were cut off in front of him... He began to wonder if he would be next.

"Are you fucking crazy?"

Yougan wanted to reach out to cover the wound, but when he raised his arm, he could only see two bare wrists.

ā€œā€¦ā€

The young man didn't say a word, but walked slowly, approaching the middle-aged man who was retreating crazily.

"calm down!"

Liu Dazhuang wanted to step forward and stop Wang Jin, but was blocked by a tall figure.

madman.

This man who was unable to break free just now is now like an iron wall.

He waved slowly, and the iron pliers in the corner flew over obediently.

"It's not your turn to teach him how to do things."

The smile disappeared from the madman's face, and he spoke slowly, his voice cold.

The iron pliers in his hand were waved gently, as if he would take action without hesitation in the next second.

"Iā€¦"

Liu Dazhuang gritted his teeth and chose to stand where he was.

He can't let other things affect this investigation, let alone the other party is someone close to Wang Jin.

All that can be done now is to believe in the young man who is known as the new star in the world of ghost stories.

It would be good if I could save the lives of Yougan and his son...

"I rarely fight because I have to pay money if I win."

Wang Jin wiped the blood on his face and muttered softly.

"It's a pity that your son said something he shouldn't have said when he came here, so I took action against him."

"And now, you have said something you shouldn't have said."

"The last person who said that...has disappeared from this world. I was fourteen years old at the time."

"It's difficult to commit a perfect crime. Now that I think about it, someone should have helped me deal with it."

Wang Jin turned his wrist and showed it to You Qian.

"With this murder weapon that will never be found, I feel confident now."

"You...what are you going to do?"

Yougan kicked his legs frantically, trying to keep distance from the irrational young man in front of him.

Snap.

Unfortunately, he soon hit the cold wall.

There is no way to retreat.

"If I were you, I would probably bite my arm right now to avoid biting off my tongue uncontrollably later."

Wang Jin sighed and slowly raised the fruit knife.

Then it fell hard.

"ah!!!"

A scream like a slaughtered pig rang out, and Yougan didn't have the courage to look at his bloody soles.

Wang Jin cut off half of it.

"Well... we still shouldn't be too impatient. The same thing should have been done with the hand just now."

"But don't cut it too finely. It will be very troublesome when you dispose of the body later."

Wang Jin muttered to himself, as if the man in front of him was just a pile of lifeless pieces of meat.

"I, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you."

Yougan's forehead was covered in sweat, but he still uttered a vague apology.

"Son! Son! Save me! Save daddy!"

After realizing that Wang Jin was indifferent, he turned around and shouted at the frightened You Kuang.

Unfortunately, there is still no response.

"Don't worry, he will go to accompany you later."

Wang Jin patted Youqian on the shoulder to reassure him.

"The man you are talking about is indeed not a qualified father."

"He didn't take care of me, and he left my sister and I with troubles that were difficult to deal with."

The young man continued to speak, his voice a little hoarse.

"This trouble took away my childhood and left my sister no time beyond childhood."

"But it's not because of this that I hate him."

Wang Jin took a breath and then cut off the other half of You Gan's sole.

Along with the screams, he continued to speak.


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