Madam Luo was taken aback.
Her tears stopped. "Master, did I wake you?"
A voice, trembling with sobs, came from under the covers.
Mrs. Luo stared at the man next door.
He has already turned around.
When he met Master Luo's sharp gaze.
He suddenly grinned, letting out a sinister laugh. "What do you think?"
A strange sound came from his mouth.
Mrs. Luo screamed in fright.
With a loud bang.
She fell to the ground.
The blankets on the bed were in disarray.
Madam Luo's eyes were filled with terror, and her face was pale.
She stared intently.
The man then sat up.
He looked at her, his eyes filled with an eerie light.
This is no husband of hers.
Mrs. Luo was so frightened that her limbs were trembling.
"Ghost, ghost."
Fear.
His lips trembled.
The man saw her like this.
He burst into laughter.
"Ghost, aren't I your husband?"
"Mrs. Luo, have you even forgotten what your husband looks like?"
No, that's not it.
That's not how he is.
His eyes and his tone couldn't possibly be like that.
Madam Luo gripped the bedding with one hand and shrank back.
She glanced down, avoiding his gaze.
“I know you are the old lady who was hit and killed by my husband's car two years ago, but, but my husband really didn't do it on purpose.”
The roads were slippery because it was raining that day.
The streetlights along the road were broken.
The road ahead was pitch black.
He couldn't see clearly, which is why he hit and killed her.
"We all know we were wrong."
"Please, have mercy on us! I promise to burn lots of paper money for you in the future."
"Heh, not on purpose?"
The man narrowed his eyes, his expression twisting.
A murderous aura emanated from his eyes, like a sharp blade, as if he wished he could tear her to pieces.
“Mrs. Luo, your husband has been drinking. He was driving under the influence, and you still dare to defend him.”
"He didn't do it on purpose, so does that mean I deserve to die?"
Does she know?
She also has two grandsons.
They are so small.
My parents are both gone.
How much they need care from others.
If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have died.
If she hadn't died, her two grandsons wouldn't have been kidnapped and sold to other families.
She hates it.
He wished he could tear the entire Luo family to pieces.
To vent her anger.
Thinking of my two poor grandchildren.
The old man is now crying out in heart-wrenching sobs.
In the stillness of the night.
It sent a chill down my spine.
Mrs. Luo was terrified.
She kept backing away, muttering, "I'm sorry, we're the ones who are sorry."
But the old man is now blinded by hatred.
Why would they listen to her confession?
His gaze grew increasingly cold and sharp, exuding a sinister aura.
The old man stopped his ghostly wailing.
Using Master Luo's body as a shield, she gritted her teeth and said coldly, "You... deserve to die!"
The words fell.
Mrs. Luo was so frightened that she threw off the blanket and ran outside.
But then, a hand reached out from behind.
It's about a few meters long.
No matter where Mrs. Luo ran, she could catch her.
Bang!
Then throw her out.
My body kept hitting the wall and the floor.
Mrs. Luo clutched her head in pain and screamed.
"No, no."
"Don't kill me."
"Don't kill me, I don't want to die."
I don't want to die...
"Don't want to die?" The old man laughed, but there was an inexplicable sadness in his laughter.
"Mrs. Luo, this is your own doing."
If only they had taken care of her two grandchildren during those two years, if only her grandchildren hadn't been kidnapped.
Perhaps she never imagined she would come back to seek revenge on them.
But they didn't.
They thought they were rich and powerful, and that they could escape legal responsibility even after killing someone in a hit-and-run accident.
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