Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

The young boy hissed.

Signaled to my sister to be quiet.

She huddled into her brother's arms and nodded fearfully.

Wang Erma raised his head and looked into the corner a few times.

He said to the scarred man, "Brother, two little kids are here."

Wang Erma knew that his eldest brother hated children the most because they were troublesome and noisy.

The scarred man gestured, and Wang Erma understood immediately.

He stood up and walked in front of the brother and sister, kicking the younger boy's leg and speaking in a bad tone.

"Get up, get up quickly."

The young boy stood up trembling. No matter how scared he was, he protected his sister behind him.

His voice was trembling.

"This...this old...uncle, what's wrong?"

"Puh!" A mouthful of yellow phlegm was spat directly on his face.

Wang Erma stared at the child in front of him angrily.

"Uncle? What uncle? Am I that old?!"

"You two, get out of here right now, or else..." Wang Erma showed a fierce look and threatened, "You two little beggars, no one will say anything if you die."

The young boy's face suddenly turned pale.

It was snowing so heavily that he and his sister would freeze to death if they left the ruined temple.

But he glanced at the long knife at the waist of the man in front of him.

Some small brown spots can be clearly seen on the long knife.

The young boy's pupils suddenly shrank.

This... this is... blood!

He felt sad.

Is it true that he and his sister will not be able to escape death today?

No, my sister is still so young.

He took out the steamed bread he had hidden from his arms and said flatteringly, "Brother, this is our only food, you...you keep it well."

Wang Erma curled his lips.

Two worthless steamed buns, how could they be hidden so well?

He was annoyed by the sight and kicked the steamed bread away.

"You dare to use anything to bribe me? You must be tired of living."

The two steamed buns rolled all the way and were covered with dust.

The young boy's eyes darkened.

These two were the only valuable things he had.

He gritted his teeth and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Very loud sound.

The bluestone slabs were knocked against each other with banging sounds.

The young boy's face was covered with tears. He grabbed Wang Erma's trouser legs and begged for mercy.

"Please, please be kind and spare us two brothers and sisters."

"We won't make any noise and will stay quietly in the corner."

"Tomorrow morning, my brother and I will leave."

"Just one night, we'll stay for one night, please, please, please be kind."

The bluestone slab was already bleeding.

His forehead was bloody and bruised.

The warm liquid flowed down his forehead and all over his face.

Wang Erma frowned.

Why is this little kid so difficult?

He had no intention of killing.

But if you keep hanging around, your brother will get angry.

He knew very well how cruel and ruthless his elder brother was.

Wang Erma half squatted down and sighed:

"Boy, you are a man."

"It's not that I don't want to keep you, it's just that my eldest brother hates children."

"You guys go, maybe you can still save your life."

The boy's eyes turned gray.

When the little girl saw her brother bleeding, she started to panic and her tears started to fall uncontrollably.

My brother is not going to die!

She grabbed her brother's sleeve, her voice filled with tears.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Brother, let's go. Don't stay here."

On the other side, the man with the scar saw that Wang Erma had not yet dealt with the man.

He dragged the long knife, and it rubbed against the ground, making a terrifying clattering sound.

"Wang Erma, you idiot, what are you doing? Why haven't you dealt with the person yet?"

Hearing the roar, Wang Erma's body stiffened instantly.

He turned around with difficulty and saw his elder brother dragging a long knife that had just been seen with blood, staring at him coldly.

Wang Erma suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

He opened his mouth and just as he was about to speak, bright red blood splashed in front of him.

He looked down and his pupils widened suddenly.

He...his entire left arm was chopped off.

Wang Erma’s face turned pale and he looked at the arm on the floor in disbelief.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

"my hand!!!"

The pain stabbed into his brain and his vision became blurry.

Bang.

The man fell to the ground and fainted.

The scarred man picked up his arm indifferently, threw it into the fire nearby and said:

“I haven’t eaten meat for a long time.”

"You guys grill the meat."

At this time, the brother and sister were so frightened that they lost their souls.

The scene just now was really too horrifying.

The scarred man stared at the brother and sister coldly, as if he was looking at tender meat.

He licked his lower lip.

"I haven't tasted such tender meat in a long time."

"Today, brothers are all blessed with good food."

The scarred man raised his sword and slashed at the two men.

There was a crisp sound.

The blood-stained sword was shattered into pieces.

The scarred man looked at the scene in disbelief.

This is?

Before he could react, a powerful force knocked the fat scarred man away.

There was a loud bang.

Smoke was everywhere.

The scarred man's fat body was firmly embedded in the crack of the wall.

The dust cleared.

All the thieves in the ruined temple fell to the ground and died.

The worst-off was the scarred man, whose entire abdomen disappeared, leaving behind a creepy hole.

Two slender figures stood in the ruined temple.

A cold female voice spoke:

"Would you two like to leave with me?"