Male God, a Little Su

04 silent...

It was too late and then too soon, Ji Wuyou dealt with the last person, shaking off the blood on his hands.

Other people's, mixed with his own, were thrown to the ground like raindrops.

He dropped the steel pipe and half sat on the ground panting.

Sweaty hair stuck to his forehead, his dark eyes seemed to be impenetrable, and his body was filled with a suffocating coldness.

Xiong Peilan whimpered and crawled out of the warehouse. She regretted it. She knew this guy was a lunatic a long time ago, but she didn't expect him to be so crazy!

She saw with her own eyes that Ji Wuyou was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, using steel pipes as weapons, as if those people's heads were like watermelons, blood sprayed out every time.

When everything was over, Ji Wuyou's whole body was already stained with blood.

"Ji Shao."

"Young Master Ji, are you okay? Uh..."

The assaulter made the preparations first, and the rest of the cats were last, planning to kill the mastermind first.

When the results came in, what did they see?

A group of sentient and unconscious ones were all lying on the ground.

The whole scene was bloody, like a slaughterhouse in a horror movie, it was a glare.

But they didn't care about anything else, and signaled to the doctor behind him, "Young Master Ji, do an examination first. Are you okay? Can you hold on?"

Ji Wuyou raised his eyes, glanced at them lightly, avoided the people who came to help him, and stood up by himself.

"I'm fine, give me your phone."

"Ah? But Ji Shao, we are not allowed to bring mobile phones on missions."

It's just that I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen and something bad will happen.

Ji Wuyou frowned, glanced at the ground, suddenly strode towards Xiong Peilan, and stretched out his hand indifferently.

Xiong Peilan was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, so she could only hand over the phone to him embarrassingly.

Everyone watched helplessly. After Ji Wuyou dialed a number, he waited quietly for a few seconds.

Until a mechanical and sweet system prompt came from the handset of the mobile phone.

[Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area, please try again later. sorry……】

Xiong Peilan was the closest to Ji Wuyou, seeing Ji Wuyou suddenly smiled inexplicably, and quickly hung up the phone.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and she grasped it tightly!

That's right, Ji Wuyou likes her daughter!

She hurriedly begged for mercy: "Wuyou, I was also forced, your father really didn't give me a way out! Otherwise, I wouldn't have done such a thing, and Yanyan, don't you like her the most? I beg you to let me go, when the time comes, I will persuade Yanyan to let her be with you, okay?"

"Ah--"

Ji Wuyou turned his eyes away and smiled disdainfully.

"You really think of yourself as a root vegetable?"

After all, he lightly ordered the people behind him, "Come here, send this woman to a mental hospital. They all say I'm a lunatic. Then I can only let her experience what a real lunatic looks like." .”

Hearing the boy's instructions without changing his face, even those strong men with guns couldn't help shaking.

Sending a normal person to a mental hospital, sometimes the mental torture is far more intense than the physical pain.

Xiong Peilan obviously also realized this.

She opened her eyes wide in horror, and shook her head violently, "No! Ji Wuyou, you can't do this to me! I am Yanyan's mother! Yanyan will never forgive you if you do this!"

"It doesn't matter."

Ji Wuyou interrupted her, her thin eyelids drooped, and the bottom of her eyes was empty.

He murmured: "It doesn't matter if you don't forgive, then just hate me—"