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"I can't help it. He won't live long anyway, can he?"

LAN Shengbin is crying now and his face is fierce. The whole person is twisted and ugly.

Miao Yonglan's body was dug out, which greatly stimulated him.

The results at Feng's house are not very good either.

He was forced to do nothing.

Now as long as Su Xiu is dead, as long as he is dead, this matter is over!

"You madman, get out of here! Get out of here! Or I'll kill you! "

Su Nan was also angry by his words, shivering all over. He wanted to kill LAN Shengbin directly now.

Even this kind of words can be said, LAN Shengbin is no longer worthy of being a man!

Su Xiu raised his chin in a light tone: "even if I am going to die, I will never let you go as expected."

"You..."

Blue Shengbin eyes red, suddenly saw a fruit knife on the table.

He immediately ran over and picked it up: "since you don't want to commit suicide, I'll help you! If you die, it will be over, and the curse of that mad woman will be gone! "

He said this in a twisted way and rushed to Su Xiu with a knife.

Su Mu screamed, "Su Nan, Su Nan

Su Nan immediately went forward to pull LAN Shengbin, but it was only two or three steps for him to go upstairs.

Su Xiu just looks at him in silence. When LAN is ill and raises his knife, his wrist stops in mid air.

Then, he howled, and suddenly felt that his face was particularly itchy. This itch became more and more intense, almost to the point that he could not control. He had no way to throw down the knife and scratch his face with a fierce face.

He scratched very hard, as if it was not his own face. The more he scratched, the more itching he felt. He had to scratch it with his utmost strength. Only when he scratched his skin and flesh was painful, could he relieve the itching.

In the shocked eyes of his mother and Su Nan, they saw LAN Shengbin scratching the skin of his chin like a madman, and his lips began to change. His skin color became dark. With his scratching, countless tiny blood beads gushed out. Even the leather belt meat was caught by LAN Shengbin, but he didn't notice it.

He just wailed, "how itchy, how itchy! Why is it so itchy? Why is it so itchy? "

It was so itchy that he couldn't control it.

The more itchy he was, the more he wanted to scratch. It seemed that only when he caught the bone, could he stop the itching. Every time he scratched, the blood splashed out, but he completely ignored it.

Su Xiu just looked at all this quietly. At the same time, he gently opened his mask.

Originally ferocious traces all over the whole jaw, almost completely damaged the corners of his lips. The black stains were like the solidification of paint, and the corners of his lips could not be called normal people's lips.

However, it was at this time that the marks on his face cared about the elimination of the marks visible to the naked eye.

Those long-term scars, like a broken shell of the skin, gradually began to fall down, revealing white, only some light pink traces of the skin.

The wound is healing and everything is getting better for him.

There are more and more scars on LAN Shengbin's face, and his face is more and more ferocious.

as like as two peas, brother Lan Shengbin, who looked like a handsome young brother and looked exactly like his brother, he said, "now, do you know how I've been living for so many years?"

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