Li Tong looked at them, his face perhaps showing shame towards the children, or perhaps indifference, his terrifying facial features no longer revealing any emotion.
"That's right, your biological mother is right behind there. She was shattered into pieces by this woman in front of you and is now hidden in the wall!"
Li Tong had no intention of hiding her feelings and used cruel words to stimulate her son who was less than twelve years old.
Li Xiaoqiu is different from Li Xiaodie in that he is ignorant. Mo Fang's attitude towards them over the years has made him more or less suspect something.
Once upon a time, he also looked forward to the day when his biological mother would come back to pick them up, but he never thought that his biological mother had always been in this family, accompanying them in another way.
Dense black hairs spread across his face. Li Xiaoqiu looked at Mo Fang almost collapsed, his dark eyeballs filled with murderous intent.
Mo Fang looked at him calmly, without any guilt or regret in her eyes.
She admitted that she was a crazy woman. When Li Tong did everything to her, she had made up her mind and anticipated any tragedy that would happen in the future.
"You must have accumulated a lot of resentment over the years and have imagined countless scenarios of killing me. Now you have this chance."
Mo Fang looked at Li Xiaoqiu and admitted everything frankly without any explanation.
"Blood debt must be repaid with blood. You will die the same way my mother died!" Li Xiaoqiu stared at her intently. Li Xiaodie pulled him from behind. She was a little scared and vaguely knew that something terrible was going to happen.
This scene made Li Tong smile with relief: "Finally, all this is over."
At this time, as the ghostly aura in the house continued to grow, it was like a pool of ink falling into clear water, becoming turbid.
Mo Fang suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible force fell on Qin Nuo, instantly throwing his thin body out of the balcony.
Immediately afterwards, there were two bangs, and the doors and windows were closed tightly!
The scene in the living room was completely covered by the dark ghostly aura, and nothing could be seen.
Angry roars came from inside, followed by various horrifying collisions and the sounds of objects breaking.
Qin Nuo tried to open the floor-to-ceiling window, but it was tightly closed, as if it were glued shut.
In fact, he could easily open it with his right hand, but when he thought of Li Xiaoming's performance, he gave up the idea.
Some things will happen sooner or later, just like what kind of seeds you plant and what kind of fruits will eventually grow are already predetermined.
Li Tong and Mo Fang will eventually pay the price for their actions.
No matter who survives in the end or how the story continues to evolve, it doesn’t matter to Qin Nuo because it will not affect his role as Li Xiaoming.
In fact, it is a miracle that such a strange reconstituted family can survive until now.
After an unknown amount of time, the noise in the living room gradually died down and finally returned to silence.
The dense ghostly aura gradually thinned out, and the scene in the living room gradually became clearer.
It's a mess.
All the furniture and appliances were severely damaged, with debris scattered all over the ground, as if a fierce gun battle had just taken place. Even the walls were severely damaged.
With a click, the doors and windows of the balcony opened.
Qin Nuo walked in and stepped on the broken glass on the ground, making a crunching sound.
In the living room, Li Xiaoqiu and Li Xiaodie were nowhere to be found.
Mo Fang also disappeared.
Li Tong sat down at the coffee table. He had no injuries on his body, and even his clothes were not torn.
He brewed the tea himself, poured himself a cup of fragrant and sweet hot tea, drank it in one gulp, with a dull expression, as if he was savoring the taste.
After a moment, he raised his head, and his gray face was like dry soil, breaking up bit by bit, and cracks spread across his face.
Qin Nuo looked at him, the father and son facing each other, with only indifference.
"You're exactly like your damn mother. Your eyes are just as disgusting."
"I admit, I'm not a good man either. This retribution feels more like a relief to me..."
As he spoke, his face was already covered with tiny cracks. He opened his mouth and fell headfirst onto the coffee table, instantly turning into a puddle of sand.
The clothes fell to the ground, and the sand emitted black gas, dissipating in the air little by little.
"I've been imprisoned by the hated woman for so long. Now that everything has been reduced to ashes, I'm truly liberated." Qin Nuo murmured to himself.
He looked around but did not find his mother's body.
There was a noise coming from the kitchen. Qin Nuo looked over and saw his mother wearing a scarf and carrying a bowl of hot tea, which she placed on the table.
Then, he opened the cake box on the table and placed a two-layer three-pound cake in front of Qin Nuo.
There were all kinds of shocking injuries on the mother's body, and cracks were also spreading on her delicate face.
She ignored the injuries and inserted cake candles into the cream, lighting them one by one with a lighter.
Looking at the cake lit by candlelight, a happy smile appeared on the mother's face. She beckoned Qin Nuo over and said, "Son, come and see. Is the cake I made for you beautiful?"
Qin Nuo looked at her expression and walked over.
The cake is surrounded by fruit pieces, and in the center is a tall young man who is hugging an elderly woman and staying by her side. Both mother and son have happy smiles on their faces.
The mother asked expectantly, "Does it look good?"
Qin Nuo nodded: "It looks very good."
"Make a wish quickly, and then blow out the candles, otherwise they will go out!" Mother touched Qin Nuo's hair and showed a doting smile.
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