Although Fan Xian was only four years old on the outside, he was a mature soul on the inside. The blood and corpses on the first day he came to this world were firmly imprinted in his mind, so he always felt extremely uneasy. Knowing that his unclear life experience will bring him trouble one day.
It seems that the trouble has finally come today.
The sneak attack was unsuccessful, so naturally it was impossible to repeat the old trick. While weeping pitifully, he tried to confuse the night walker, while turning his brain quickly, trying to find a way to escape.
If he called for help, the other party would definitely kill him in a very short time, but seeing that the other party did not make any movements at this time, he was obviously fainted by his random "Dad".
Fan Xian's mind was spinning very fast. Seeing that the sneak attack didn't work, relying on his innate advantage of being super young, he looked at the night walker and started crying: "Dad, Dad..."
While crying, he began to think about how to escape with great nervousness.
"Don't pretend, Master Fan." The Nightwalker spoke indifferently, but there seemed to be no danger, "It seems that you are really smart and know how to protect yourself at such a young age, but you should be very clear that I am not the Earl grown ups."
After saying this, Ye Xingren compared the knives in his hand, and then leaned towards the four-year-old Fan Xian.
Fan Xian's face was still full of innocence and tears, but his heart contracted tightly, and he sobbed, "Then who are you, uncle?"
"I was sent by your father to see you, so don't call me."
Ye Xingren's eyes were slightly brown and looked a little ugly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed his age, and his tone of voice reminded Fan Xian of those old grandpas who tricked little girls into seeing goldfish.
But Fan Xian didn't show it, he still perfectly acted out a little bit of panic, a little bit of surprise, and a little bit of anger that a four-year-old child should have.
"You're not dad!"
Then, as if he didn't see the knife in the opponent's hand, he twisted his little butt, climbed onto the big bed, and muttered, "I don't even know what Dad looks like."
Ye Xingren walked over to the bed with a sinister smile.
Suddenly, the little boy on the bed turned his head to look behind Ye Xingren, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and shouted, "Mom!"
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This is a very fraudulent move. If anyone uses it, I am afraid that they will not be able to deceive the night walker. After all, the other party is also a master who owns a laboratory independently in Kyoto.
But the one who used this trick was a four-year-old boy, so Ye Xingren believed it very simply, and when he heard Fan Xian calling his mother, Ye Xingren's eyes showed a look of extreme shock, and he turned his head and looked back. go.
Behind him is naturally the tightly closed door and the thick night.
"Bang!" A crisp sound resounded in the bedroom.
Night Walker lay on the ground with his head covered in blood.
Fan Xian held the half-broken porcelain pillow in his hand, looked at the guy on the ground with lingering fear, weighed the broken pillow in his hand, gritted his teeth, raised his small arm, and slammed it down on the back of the other's head.
This sound was a muffled sound, and he used a lot of strength. Even if this Night Walker was a grand master, he might not be able to wake up after suffering from such a muffled pillow.
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The big girl's voice came from outside: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, sister, I broke a cup, let's fix it tomorrow."
"How can that be done? What if the young master's feet are tied?"
"I said it will be done tomorrow!"
Hearing that the always gentle, amiable, innocent and lovely young master lost his temper, the maid stopped and didn't say anything else.
Fan Xian walked back to the closet, dragged out a winter quilt with great difficulty, then tore it with two fingers, tore the quilt into cloth strips, twisted it, and firmly held the unconscious night walker on the ground. Really tied up.
Only then did he realize that his back was completely wet.
A trace of fear surged into his heart—whether in his previous life or in this life, this was the first time he intended to kill someone, although he didn’t know if he had killed the other party—it was too risky for him, if the other party was really a martial arts master, what he did before He will definitely ruin his own life.
He put his hand under Night Walker's black mask and tried it, and found that the other party was still breathing. For some reason, Fan Xian had the idea of killing someone to silence him.
Immediately, my heart shivered, and I found that after my rebirth, my character seemed to have become much tougher. I didn't hesitate at all when I attacked so fiercely just now.
He didn't realize it himself. This was because in the heart of the child named Fan Xian, he had already died once, and his rebirth in this life was extremely precious, so he didn't allow anyone to harm his life.
It is such a simple truth that you will know the depth of your life when you are drunk, and you will know the weight of your life after death.
Holding the small knife in his hand, after thinking and thinking, Fan Xian still didn't make up his mind to kill the comatose night walker on the ground. Suddenly he thought of a person, and with a look of joy on his face, he quietly opened the door and ran to The backyard got out of the dog hole and came to the grocery store on the corner opposite the Earl's Mansion.
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"Papa papa..." He tapped lightly on the door of the grocery store, the sound was very small, and it didn't reach far in the quiet late night of Danzhou.
But Fan Xian knew that the person inside would definitely hear the knock on the door. Although the other party had pretended not to know him for the past four years, when things came to an end, Fan Xian could only think that this person could be trusted.
"who?"
An extremely flat voice came from the grocery store, without any emotion.
Fan Xian thought to himself that this person was still the same as outside the capital back then, he spoke and acted in a rigid manner, rolled his eyes twice, and said softly, "I am Fan Xian."
Sure enough, as Fan Xian expected, the wooden door of the grocery store opened silently, and the blind boy stood at the door like a ghost, which actually startled Fan Xian.
Fan Xian looked at the person in front of him who sent him to Danzhou Port, looked at the other person's cheeks and the black cloth on his eyes that seemed to have not changed in the past four years, and was curious in his heart. Could it be that this person didn't Will it be old