Chapter 1722 The Domineering Empress Vs. The Disasters (82)

1720. Chapter 1720 Domineering Empress vs. Disastrous Neighbors (82)

Bright lights, arrogant abuse, cruel interrogation, and... painful screams.

Everything is so far away, yet so close.

The man covered in blood was reflected in the little boy's beautiful dark pupils, and the man's screams that he tried to endure kept lingering in his ears.

Jun Zhan finally understood what his father meant by not going out.

The icy hand blocked his eyes, that hand trembled violently, Jun Zhan bit his lip, the smell of blood filled his mouth, on the cold winter night, his whole body was icy cold, cold to the core, as if fell into the ice cave.

Little Jun Zhan opened his mother's hand little by little, opened his eyes wide, and forced himself to look at the inhumane picture from the crevice of the cabinet.

"Let's talk about it, where are your wife and son?!!" One of them laughed contemptuously, and pressed his feet against the man's fingers, and he could even hear the sound of broken bones in his hands.

The man covered in blood loss smiled lowly, with a large amount of blood flowing from his forehead. In the past, the simple and honest man who always smiled and had a kind face was extraordinarily stubborn and his voice was hoarse: "Want to know, come on, Come here and I'll tell you..."

"Damn it, it's so troublesome." The rough-looking man impatiently grabbed the scarred man's hair, moved rudely, leaned in and asked, "Come on, where is it? Be careful, I will kill you directly."

It's just that the man smiled strangely, and directly opened his mouth and bit the man's ear fiercely,

"Ah!" The man let out a wailing scream in pain, slapped the man in the face, kicked him away with a kick, and was still scolding: "Fuck, shameless, since you think so Die, I will fulfill you..."

The man choked out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the corners of his lips with his hand, smiled lowly, and lay on the ground weakly, almost turning into a bloody man.

Jun Zhan's hand hanging by his side clenched tightly, he listened to the swearing outside, as well as the painful low voice, until finally he was almost weak to the pointless groan.

It's so cold.

Cold into the bone marrow, the north wind whistled in his ears, and he fell into the ice cave without even being able to carry himself.

Little Jun Zhan is shaking all over. It's not fear, it's hate, it's the kind of powerlessness that he sees his loved ones die in front of him, but he can't do anything about it, and wants him to suffer more because of himself.

He hated himself for being useless, hating himself for not being strong enough.

He hated those people and tortured the bruised man with a smug expression on his face like a clown.

The boy bit his lip, curled up in the cabinet door,

He could only helplessly listen to the pained hissing sound that gradually disappeared outside the cabinet door, until he could not hear it at all.

There was only silence beside Jun Zhan's ears, and the yelling and scolding of those outside was almost inaudible, as if it came from a very far away place, very vague.

Quiet,

It's quiet...

Little Jun Zhan looked out from the gap in the cabinet door, only to see the man's cold body, the boy's beautiful dark pupils stared at the picture, his pupils branded with blood.

The messy room, the rude swearing, the bruised man lay quietly in a pool of blood, his eyes were empty and open.

Dead restless.

This is the last picture Xiaojunzhan saw.

From this moment on, Jun Zhan told himself in his heart,

Go see it, be sure to see it, remember the faces of these demons, even if it is irreversible, you must take revenge!

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