Jixiang raised his head and sniffed the air hard.
There was a smell of blood, but mixed with it was the scent of Aunt Lin.
Jixiang tugged at Jingyao's trouser legs a few times, motioning her to follow.
Jing Yao turned around and was about to go out, but the moment the door opened, her eyes met with someone who pushed the door open.
"you!"
Jing Yao quickly grabbed the man's head and slammed it against the door frame.
The poor man uttered only one word before he lost consciousness completely.
The noise upstairs did not alarm anyone.
But Jing Yao was more vigilant.
Jixiang led the way in front, and the man and the wolf carefully shuttled through the Wuyue Building.
Jing Yao walked up the safety passage and did not meet anyone on the stairs.
Those people probably never thought that anyone else would come in here, so there were basically no guards here.
At this time, Jixiang, who was walking in front, stopped.
Jing Yao smelled a strong smell of blood, and could vaguely hear some cries for help and the sound of knives colliding with boards.
It seems that Aunt Lin is here.
I looked up at the half-open fire door.
F18.
That's not a good number.
Jing Yao asked Jixiang to move back, hid sideways behind the fire door, and observed the situation inside.
The room was covered with curtains and the lights were dim, but you could vaguely see something hanging from the ceiling.
But the smell of blood here is even stronger.
Jing Yao listened for a while and it seemed that there was no one patrolling here.
"Let's go in later and act separately. You should know who to bite and who not to bite, right?"
Jixiang opened his mouth as usual to bark, but Jingyao quickly grabbed his mouthpiece.
"Don't shout!"
The Zhao father and son who were processing the "pork" inside stopped what they were doing at this moment.
"Dad, I thought I heard a dog barking."
Zhao Jun didn't even raise his head, and his men moved quickly.
"Where's the dog? It's these pigs making the noise."
Zhao Yaozu also felt that he might have heard it wrong.
This is the south of the city, how could there be a dog here?
Zhao Yaozu collected his thoughts, picked up the knife beside him and walked towards Aunt Lin who was hanging upside down.
Aunt Lin was awake at this moment. Although she was hanging upside down, she had seen the surrounding situation clearly, and she even saw what kind of "pork" Zhao Jun was processing.
Seeing Zhao Yaozu walking towards her, Aunt Lin struggled desperately.
"Mmmmm!"
"Mom, what do you want to say?"
A strange smile appeared on Zhao Yaozu's face.
"But I don't want to hear it anymore. Mom, do you remember when we were little and the village slaughtered the New Year pig? At that time, I always thought it would be great if it was a human being instead of a pig. I could chop the person's neck with a knife and watch the blood splatter all over the ground. What a wonderful scene that would be."
Aunt Lin's eyes widened. It turned out that he had this abnormal mentality since he was a child.
"Ever since I was little, I felt that I was different from other kids. Especially when I saw my dad hitting me, I got really excited."
"It's a pity that you and my father divorced in the end and left the village."
Zhao Yaozu gestured with the knife on Aunt Lin.
"Why did you leave the village? How could you leave the village? What rights do you have to leave the village and leave your home!"
Zhao Yaozu became more and more excited as he spoke, and he lost control of the knife in his hand, leaving a long wound on Aunt Lin's face.
Looking at the blood flowing out of the wound, Zhao Yaozu wiped a little of it with his hand, and then put the bloody finger into his mouth.
Zhao Yaozu closed his eyes and licked his fingers, as if savoring the taste.
Looking at Zhao Yaozu's abnormal appearance, Aunt Lin endured the pain on her face and wanted to scold him, but her mouth was blocked, and no matter how much she said, only unclear sounds came out.
"Yaozu, stop playing!"
Only then did Zhao Yaozu open his eyes and look at Aunt Lin.
The look was like looking at a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
"I'll call you mom for the last time. May you have a safe journey!"
After saying this, Zhao Yaozu slashed Aunt Lin's neck with the knife.
A long wound was opened and blood gushed out.
“Woo woo woo!”
Aunt Lin's tears flowed, and her eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at Zhao Yaozu and Zhang Jun.
Zhao Yaozu kicked a bucket over.
"Hmm...animal...animal..."
Aunt Lin managed to squeeze out these few words.
Zhao Yaozu looked at her with disdain.
Aunt Lin's consciousness gradually became blurred, and she knew that she had lost too much blood.
She lived a miserable life in the first half of her life. After marriage, she was often abused by Zhang Jun. She finally escaped from that den of evil and met the Jing family. However, she had only been living a peaceful life for a short time before she was found by this pair of demons.
The old man loves to drink the soup he cooks himself, and the young lady loves to eat the sweet and sour pork she cooks herself.
From now on, I will never be able to cook for them again.
Aunt Lin was filled with regret. Although they were just client and customer, she had long regarded them as her own family.
Aunt Lin’s vision became increasingly blurred, and she even saw Jixiang’s figure.
Aunt Lin was indeed right. The man and the wolf went their separate ways, and Jixiang found the Zhao father and son first.
Of course, it also saw Aunt Lin hanging upside down from the ceiling and having her blood drained.
Jixiang pounced on Zhao Yaozu angrily.
This is the person!
He still smelled of Aunt Lin's blood.
"Where did the dog come from?!"
Zhao Jun turned around and saw Jixiang. He picked up the knife in his hand and grabbed the panicked Zhao Yaozu and ran away.
After running only two steps, Zhao Yaozu felt Jixiang approaching.
Looking at Zhang Jun's profile, Zhao Yaozu became furious and turned around to push Zhao Jun out.
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