Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 615

The room is at the end of the underground passage and is a

suite.

There are still sundries piled up outside, blocking the door of the room entrance.

There were no windows in this room, only some vents leading upwards, and the only access was a coffin–shaped door.

The smell inside is really not very good, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

There were more than a dozen people sitting outside, including men and women, as well as old and middle–aged people.

Everyone wore masks on their heads, and the faces behind the masks could not be seen clearly, except for those desperate eyes.

Everyone is wearing the kind of transparent raincoat that is very popular on the Internet, wrapping their bodies tightly, and wearing rubber gloves like those used in surgery.

Everyone looked at the tall and straight young man standing. in the middle.

He is wearing a tracksuit and a baseball cap, and the mask on his face is slightly different from the others. It is the image of a mermaid cartoon princess.

The image of the mermaid and the bursts of killing intent

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smudged from this young man formed a strong contrast, which was impressive.

Zion chose to wear this mask because his sister loves to read fairy tales about mermaid princesses.

Every time I finish reading this storybook, I ask him, why can’t the little mermaid live happily with the prince?

Zion couldn’t find the answer himself, so he just messed around.

At this moment, he understood that the mermaid princess and the prince could not live together because they belonged to two worlds.

It’s a pity that when he wanted to tell his sister the answer, there was a damn fire, and then his sister was lost, and lost forever.

His voice was low and hoarse, and he glanced at the people around him.

They were staggering one by one, and they did not know how much they had paid to find the child who had been separated for many years, but the most frightening thing was that although the child was found, it was a cold corpse.

Zion said in a low voice, “Have you all watched those videos?”

“Every time this pervert tortures these little girls, he will record a video. Have you watched all the videos of your children?”

It’s okay if Zion didn’t mention it, as soon as the words fell, low sobs and endless sadness came from all around.

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patient tonight and didn’t push, these poor bereaved souls needed an

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at them loudly and tell them to do business, don’t patronize and cry, after all, it’s

people stopped crying and looked at

inside to the dozen or so people

are all kinds of weapons, daggers, awls, tape measures, and even spikes…

of weapon it is, make sure everyone has

1. it.

and said, “From now on, you

come here, you must carry this matter through

and after a while, go

you go out,

they could immediately rush into

He could even hear a muffled grunt from inside, which sounded more like a terrified call

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asked the parents outside to line up and light the door, “Everyone can go in for ten minutes, and they can

himself,

าa

mouth was gagged, and the

death, but at this moment he wished he could die

and tortured alive.

had forgotten more than

really scared, so scared that he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but now he

bicycle locks,

the bicycle was unlocked, she went downstairs to lock it, but the little girl

came back

a teacher. Although the expression on her face is trying to maintain a decent and elegant expression, her gray hair

lock, and Franco struggled violently, wanting to ask her

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and she stared at Franco, “She was only eleven years old, she loved to laugh, and she

got lost and my husband divorced me. I had nothing

ended up dying

did you take her

face. With all her strength, she only heard the sound of Franco’s facial bones breaking.

smashed like crazy.

people outside are very well–behaved, they go in one by one, and the people inside will

and they hugged each other

comfort each other.

the sound of Franco’s violent struggle inside, and then even

necklace that his sister always wore, which

back to Zion’s

smell of blood in