Zhang Fang also looked at him and could naturally see that he had murderous intentions.
Before this, she had thought about stopping it, but the current situation made her dare not stop it.
Zhang Fang thought that he would kill Bei Guorong with one knife, and she secretly planned that if he dared to resist in the future, she would use this incident to threaten him.
Zhang Fang secretly took out her cell phone and turned on the recording function.
Beichen and Bei Guorong faced each other, neither of them seeing Zhang Fang's private actions.
Beichen looked at the man in front of him. He was no longer a threat to him and could no longer beat him.
During the countless days and months of being tortured by him, he had fantasized countless times that one day he would kill him himself and cut this scum into pieces.
Beichen had the power of luck in his hands, and the terrifying power gathered in his hands bit by bit, and he controlled it to spread from his arms bit by bit.
Bei Guorong only felt a bone-gnawing pain in his arm, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
He looked down at his arms and saw that his hands were disappearing bit by bit as if they were melted by the high temperature.
This scene shocked Bei Guorong.
He couldn't believe what he said he saw, but the gnawing pain in his arm brought him back to reality.
Bei Guorong widened his eyes in horror and looked at him as if he were a monster.
"Wuwuwu."
The humming sounds coming out of Bei Guorong's mouth became more and more frequent and stronger.
Beichen looked at his violently trembling body coldly, ignoring the fear and pleading in his eyes.
Zhang Fang, who was standing behind them, was also shocked by this scene.
She opened her mouth slightly, watching Bei Guorong's arms melt and evaporate in an instant. She couldn't help but rub her eyes, then looked again, and those arms disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Fang watched Bei Guorong's legs, waist, chest, and head disappear from her sight. She still can't forget the terrified look in Bei Guorong's eyes before he died.
When Beichen slowly turned around, his bloodshot eyes seemed to be filled with blood, and seemed to come from the depths of hell.
Zhang Fang stepped back unconsciously, looking at him with horror.
Beichen looked at her and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He walked towards her step by step. Zhang Fang stepped back in fear, shouting in a trembling voice, "Don't come over here, don't come over here."
"My dear mother, I am your most beloved son."
When he mentioned the word "son", Beichen's whole body was shrouded in a dark aura, and the dark aura became thicker.
"No, no, no, you are not my son. You, you are a freak, a monster." Zhang Fang kept backing away. She accidentally stepped on an object, lost her balance, and fell straight back.
With a thud, she collapsed, landing squarely on a pile of broken glass. The phone in her hand was flung into a corner. Her hands and body were cut to varying degrees by the broken glass, and blood flowed freely.
Zhang Fang ignored the pain and looked at the devilish boy in horror.
At this moment, in Zhang Fang's eyes, he was not a human, but a monster, a man-eating monster.
"Don't come over here. Monster, you monster."
Beichen raised a bloodthirsty and sinister smile at the corner of his lips. He pushed her into the corner step by step. Looking at her dying struggle, the smile on the corner of his lips grew thicker.
"Monster? I am your most beloved son." The gloomy tone was indescribably creepy.
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