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Chapter 2815 The tragedy of the slayer

Every ruthless murder machine must have the misery of his past, and Han Sanqian has always recognized this.

The reason why those ruthless killers turned into cold killing machines is not that they were born without feelings, but that they were tortured without any feelings!

Although they seem to have been cultivated since childhood, they are by no means so easy to support them as they did in movies.

What is really important is that while these are carried out, every killing machine will be stripped of its dignity.

They will be violated by urinating very little, and will completely destroy their weak hearts and little dignity. From then on, they will become indifferent and ruthless.

The same goes for the killer!

If it were placed in the first few years of his birth, he would undoubtedly be no different from ordinary humans, but his superiors kept him in the same cage with a male frog beast for a long time.

Every day and night, the superiors would light up drugs on the edge of the cage, and the killers were constantly invaded by the frogs and beasts almost every day and night.

Until one day, the frog beast completely invaded his body and turned into a body with him!

His shame and everything disappeared, and he became cold and ruthless from then on!

He had no strength to resist his superiors, and he vented his anger on every so-called "enemy" he could see, either venting it or looking at his tragedy that happened to others to comfort him. In short, he went further and further in the desolate humanity and perverted viciousness.

Until he met Han Sanqian, he stopped.

"Sometimes, bad people are not bad, they just lack a listener, right?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

"When a person's hands are covered with blood, in fact, he has already given up on himself." The killer smiled coldly.

"If you give up on yourself, you won't talk about his past to me. It's good to say it out loud. At least, the depression in your heart will be much looser and the hatred will be much looser." Han Sanqian said.

The killer didn't say anything and nodded lightly.

After a while, he looked up at Han Sanqian: "Although the bad guys are not bad, they can never wash away the blood on their hands. It's normal for me to be detained here, but you..."

"Looking at your words, you are definitely not a traitor or evil person. If you want to have the ability to roam, those few skulls are not your opponents. Why are they imprisoned in such a place?" The killer said this, staring at Han Sanqian with strange eyes.

"Have you heard a word?"

"What's the matter?"

"Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? If I hadn't come in, who would have come to enlighten you again, right?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

The killer was stunned, and then sighed helplessly: "Although I am not smart, I am not stupid. If you don't say it, it's fine." After that, he stood up slightly and walked towards the end.

"What are you doing?" Han Sanqian asked.

"It's getting late, so I'll lock myself. At least I can still get better and save myself from being humiliated by those birds." He smiled bitterly, as if he had become accustomed to this situation.

Perhaps the only thing he was not used to was that he lost this time.

"Would you be willing if you were given a chance to atone for your sins?" Han Sanqian turned around, closed his eyes slightly, and said calmly.

"Atonement?" His huge figure was slightly stunned. Then, he seemed to be answering Han Sanqian, and seemed to be talking to himself: "A person like me is qualified to atone for sins? I have never thought that I could clear my sins."

"If one day, there is such a chance, I think...I may not cherish it, because, even now, I don't know how to face it."

After saying that, he shook his head gently, dragging his huge body, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness at the end.

In the city lord's mansion...

Inside the hall.

Three more hours passed, but the information over and over again made Fang Biao extremely disappointed. Could it be that Ice God really started to play and disappear?!

Suddenly, just when Fang Biao was depressed to his grandma's house, Mr. Chai slowly stood up: "No!"
Chapter completed!
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