My Little Mom is the Richest

Those stumps and broken arms and the pieces of meat originally from those special soldiers floated by my side. Without the dominance of the soul, they could not be controlled.

Only afterwards did I know that I had killed not only drug dealers, but also the 20 top-notch special forces in the "Red Blade" team, as well as a boy who temporarily participated in it-Nie Linkai.

Four years later, the mother of the boy who I torn apart by myself was standing behind me, calling my name in a voice I never wanted to hear anymore. I didn’t want to recall the heart-piercing screams and hardships. Endured silence.

"He violated the rules and must die." I still didn't turn my head, and said with a little shake, once again strengthening the strength in my hand.

"Ying'er," Yan Sulin said, "He is my husband."

Haha, hahaha, I really want to laugh, but I know I can’t do this now. Why should I encounter such a thing? He—Nie Yueqing is your husband, which means that the Nie Linkai I killed by myself is my cousin! ! What did I do in my last life! !

I finally let go, but to make sure that Nie Yueqing could not resist in a short time, I gave him a hard kick in the stomach. Seeing Nie Yueqing's body plunged into the wall, she didn't hear Yan Sulin's nervous voice. It seems that the relationship between their husband and wife is really only maintained by the "husband and wife relationship" for many years, and it is so shaky.

Seeing me, Yan Sulin still refused to turn around, and asked again: "Ying'er~~ Turn around, okay?"

What do you turn around to do? Look at your sad face, listen to your harsh crying, and make yourself blame yourself more? Since I joined the Reincarnation Gate, I don’t remember how many people I have killed. From the fearful trembling at the beginning to the now insensible insensitivity, Nie Linkai is the only one who still remembers the killing scenes in retrospect: the skinny him and the fight. His background was out of place, and he was stunned by the hellish scene in front of him. He couldn't see and couldn't speak. Eventually, he was instinctively driven to bend over and vomit after seeing Lao Liu being torn apart. At this moment, a pair of black military boots covered with internal organs appeared in front of him. He slowly raised his head, his whole body trembling, and the filth of vomit attached to his slightly opened mouth. The panic deep in his eyes did not make the woman in front of him sober. It's a new round of killing. Feeling the heat and pain caused by the body being torn, no whole body died in thousands of miles away from home.

Yan Sulin stepped forward and patted my shoulder lightly. I had no choice but to turn my head to look at her: Compared to the first time she had a disheveled hair, her face was full of tears, her face was yellow and thin, and her eyes were deeply sunken. Today, she is more radiant. . On closer inspection, it is more plump than it was then. Are you out of the pain of bereavement? I guessed, never daring to ask. I am afraid! Yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that she will cry like a child again; I'm afraid that she will hold me and shake hard, and the salty tears will fall into my mouth because of strenuous exercise, but what I tasted is Unbearable bitterness; I'm afraid she will be silent suddenly, like death, as if she never existed. I am afraid of her reproach, and even more afraid of her not reproaching.

"Ying'er, I also know the rules, but can you let him go this time?" Yan Sulin said as she looked at Nie Yueqing, who was lying on the ground and leaning against the wall, begging for mercy: "After all, he is my husband!" He was already scarred. , Whether it is physical or psychological.