Even after joining the thieves, this man has not changed his cowardly and despicable nature. It doesn't matter if they killed anyone with their own hands, or if they took any property directly. But the fact that it was a gross mistake does not in itself leave any room for justification. On the other hand, it is better to say that his behavior stems from his degenerated and twisted personality, which is used to rob by the hands of others, and puts himself in a position that seems to have nothing to do with murder and extortion in order to be at ease.

Rossi and those robbers are not only guilty of the same crime, but compared to the robbers who killed themselves, they delivered information, put drugs, lured travelers to death traps, watched the whole process coldly, and finally took [his share] without caring about themselves and with peace of mind, this seemingly honest scum is even more vicious and shameless.

"Whether dead or alive, Mr. Rossi is a man who lacks weight and responsibility. ”

Heat induction paints in her brain the color of life fading with stiff convulsions, and Rossy, who is not weighing enough and not being as delicate as her daughter, is making her final convulsions.

Because of the lack of portions, the pain time is relatively longer.

Li Lin's comments lighter-than-air drifted away with the breeze brushing through his hair, followed by heavier, sympathetic comments.

"In contrast, the daughter is more worthy of sympathy. However, children do not have the right to choose their parents, and the guilt of "not knowing" and "not stopping" is also not chosen. ”

Tyr nodded coldly in agreement. The information sent back from [Stacy] was not very detailed, and only a cursory overview of the situation was extremely unpleasant to Tyr. Plus those dirty night vision images from Fau back. Tyr didn't see any need for empathy for that garbage's ending.

"He brought it on himself, and no one is responsible for it. If I really want to say it, I can only say that this day has come too late. ”

For the victims, for the shame and despair, and for Lai Leco, who chose to put his neck in a rope loop, this worthless man who lived from beginning to end died too late. If he had died earlier, the tragedy might not have been so heavy, and it might not have even happened.

For the fact that it has already happened. Ambiguous words such as "assume" and "if" do not have a zài meaning and are necessary. The only thing that a living life has to face is now, and what can be done is to try to avoid repeating similar mistakes.

"Alright, let's go find that unfilial son who is causing trouble. Enough time is wasted here. ”

In the calm of the sigh, Li Lin skillfully climbed onto the horse, and all the elves behind him had already mounted the horse. Nodding silently. Ignoring the windmill mill, which had lost its last bit of life and had been completely reduced to a grave to house the Wittenin father and daughter, he waved his whip and urged his mount to leave the land where he did not want to stay for a minute.

[Rossi Wittanen's life is worthless, and the reference significance of his way of life is indeed zài.] 】

There is no respect or belittling in the circuit of assessing death, and the sound of objectively and correctly looking at the value makes terrible conclusions.

[The deviant impact of the qualitative change of paternal love on the children's outlook on life, values, and worldview, and the children's emotional reactions to the distorted paternal love -- confirmed through the whole process and results of the death of Vitanin's father and daughter, and the data are edited and organized. 】

Distorted souls, noble deeds, innocent teenagers, despicable men—the character, disposition, and traces of life are stored in low-value memory materials without any distinction, and the juvenile who has no doubts about cruelty turns his attention in other directions.

There are still many things to deal with and think about, and there is no reason or necessity for the precious thinking circuit resources to continue to be spent on dead bodies that have completed their functions and have no residual value. ...,

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"Woo......!!"

The boy was thrown to the ground and then held down by several adults. A middle-aged man who looked like a leader squatted down with a somewhat fat body and looked at the goods of this transaction.

"It's a good thing, look at the face, the eyes. Chestnut hair and purple eyes are rare, and this ...... Look at this skin. Tsk, I can't say that I can't get a high price. ”

Fat, rough fingers poked at his shoulders in the air, his chin caught by the grip of an adult, and Roland was forced to raise his face up.

"It's a wildcat, Red, where did you get this biting kitten?"

Critical brown eyes glanced at the gauze-wrapped man's right hand. The bright red half-moon blood stain stands out against the white background.

The well-dressed slave traders, with their well-trimmed sideburns depicting a walrus-like appearance, couldn't help but crook their mouths mockingly, piercing the scarred faces of their buyers.

Eric Red, the leader of the bandit ring, spat and replied with resentment as if to spit out the bad luck as well.

"Who else? that-stirring pig,-wreck, pig--Rossie, who spends his days in heat with his daughter! I thought this kid had a bulging backpack and a lot of money in it. The result is all useless pieces of iron, blankets! and paper! Hell, it's so unlucky! Finally, the little grimace is okay, I heard that the boy on your side can buy it for a good price, otherwise let alone 30 silver coins, if you don't peel his skin, you should praise the mother goddess, and the waste that can't be made by the next medicine will hurt Lao Tzu. ”

The bandit leader shook his still painful right hand a few times in disdain, and the bite reminded him of the man-eating wolf in the forest, and the fierce love in the purple pupils made Red, who was accustomed to the desperate and pleading expression of his prey, also feel a tingling sensation on his scalp and spine at that moment.

A child is a child after all, and even if he bursts out with anger and courage, he will never become a wolf or anything else. After being overwhelmed for a moment, Red immediately knocked Roland into the air with one punch. Then the enraged robber beat Roland without sparing, and the unilateral abuse and violence continued until Red was tired and sweaty, and his arm was sore, and before that, Roland was as immobile as a rag.

"Pay a little attention to the severity, don't say that if your hands are too heavy for a while, if you are broken or crippled, I won't get a copper plate. Really...... It's not the first time, at least remember the basic rules for me......"

The damp gaze circled the swollen cheeks and looked at the other side of the boy's face, which was still intact. The dissatisfied tone gradually eased, and the [commodity], which could not do anything to protest except his eyes, let out an angry whimper from his mouth that was still tightened with a rope after being plugged with rags......) ...... ，

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