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Chapter 83 Eastern Suburbs Cemetery

Zishu was in a bad mood, and it was very difficult to get everyone done, but unfortunately the lottery was slapped on his shoulders.

"Young Master, it's someone from Cruise."

Zishu walked over with his injured shoulder, and there was no bullet left in his hand.

Bu Chensu immediately returned to the car and opened the door. He saw that Si Niannian was still sleeping soundly, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want the little girl to see him like this now.

"Clean up here."

Bu Chensu carried Si Niannian out of the car.

Zishu nodded and looked at the corpses on the ground again.

"Then these things?"

"Wait for us for two hours."

After Bu Chensu finished speaking, he hugged Si Niannian and left.

When he was about to arrive at home, Bu Chensu removed his mental power protecting Si Niannian.

The five senses were restored, and Si Niannian was awakened by the sound of the door opening. She squinted her eyes and looked around, and her little head rubbed her shoulders dependently.

"Brother Su, have we arrived home?"

"Um."

Bu Chensu hugged Si Niannian to the third floor and returned to his room.

"Keep sleeping."

He gently placed the little girl on the bed and bent down to help her take off her shoes.

Si Niannian's nose twitched twice, her eyes turned, and landed on Bu Chensu's arm.

She sat up suddenly, "Brother Su, you are injured."

The upper body of the school uniform is a white shirt. At this moment, the blood stains look particularly obvious under the light.

"Someone was killing chickens on the road just now, and it splashed on me."

Bu Chensu calmly replied, taking off his white shirt and throwing it into the trash can.

The strong arms were smooth and without any wounds, and Si Niannian was relieved.

"Why are some people killing chickens on the road so late?"

Si Niannian cooperated with Bu Chensu and raised his hands so that he could help him take off his clothes, and asked at the same time.

Bu Chensu took the little girl's pajamas to help her change, and said without changing her face: "Maybe they are greedy and want to drink chicken soup."

"oh."

Si Niannian's hair was untied and scattered behind her, contrasting with her fair skin, nestled in the soft quilt, making people so obedient that they can't help but hurt their hearts.

She patted the seat beside her, "Brother Su is sleeping too."

"Um."

Bu Chensu took off his clothes and lay beside her. The little girl grabbed his hand and soon fell asleep again.

In the dream, she took Brother Su back to Phoenix Mountain, and the master was still there. They walked together on the path in the forest, caught fish in the stream, and ran between the mountains together, and were so happy.

Bu Chensu looked at the corner of the girl's slightly raised lips, his eyes soft, his lips leaned over and kissed the girl's forehead lightly, and then Bu Chensu left gently.

Half an hour later, in the Dongjiao Cemetery, Bu Chensu, dressed in black, stood in front of a tombstone, his eyes were painful.

There were eight corpses piled up on the ground, and Zishu stood behind him, with a heavy expression.

On the tombstone is the smile of a young woman, her eyes are very clear, and she has simplicity that is ignorant of the world. Her nose and mouth are five points similar to Bu Chensu.

Suddenly, a drizzle fell in the air, making people feel a little heavier.

"mom."

After a while, Bu Chensu spoke, "The people who killed you back then finally died in my hands. You and your sister can rest in peace."

The Dongjiao Cemetery is built on a steep cliff, and not far behind is the churning sea.

According to the previous practice, Zishu threw all eight bodies in and watched them swallowed by the sea.

"Young Master, are you so spoiling Miss Niannian because of your sister who didn't have time to be born?" Zishu asked while driving on the car back.
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