League of Legends God-level Summoner

Chapter 228 Blood debt must be paid with blood

Tai Lung stared blankly at the dilapidated alley, and the bouquet he bought fell to the ground.

Daphne, who made an agreement with him...

When he was about to starve to death, he stretched out his tender little hand, with a soft and shapeless piece of cake on Daphne's palm.

Daphne, who was watching him devouring his food, smiled like an angel.

Daphne is the source of all his goals and motivation...

Several old men with stench all over their bodies were pressed against the wall and were violated in turn.

At this time, she was even unconscious and foaming at the mouth. Those old guys didn't know how long it lasted, inflicting torture on her body that was only eight or nine years old. Even the gods would never forgive her. things...

Tyrone was shaking all over.

You guys... give me... He took out the blade that was sealed and placed close to him, and approached the old guys step by step.

They are still immersed in happiness.

The body of a young girl is indeed a very beautiful thing.

A guy like this that is abandoned everywhere can only be picked up in the slums.

Look at her, she's foaming at the mouth. Is she going to die?

Even if we play to death, it's still her glory, isn't it? Hahaha!

Several old men laughed happily with throats like drake-like voices.

Soon, they stopped laughing.

The body could no longer twitch.

A shocking wound was made on their throats, and blood flowed continuously down the throats... no, it gushed out!

At the last moment when their eyes closed, they saw a young figure holding a bloody knife in his hand, with a crazy sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Even people who will die in the next second will feel extremely cold after seeing that smile.

The old guys were dead, and Tyrone gently picked up Daphne's still twitching body.

For a child of her age, she could not bear such violence, let alone being violently raped by several people at the same time.

Daphne... wake up... I will take you to the treatment center... I will definitely save you... Tyrone's hands were trembling a little, and he gently brushed her thin cheek.

During his absence, she looked a little thinner. She must have been bullied by the poor people in this area, right?

They are always like this, they only bully the weak guys, but stick out their tongues to the rich guys, like a pug.

You...you're back... Daphne seemed to hear Tyrone's call and slowly opened her eyes. She looked extremely weak at this time, with no color on her face.

I'll take you to the treatment center... don't worry, I've made money, a lot of money, so I can treat you... Tai Lung's hands were trembling.

Daphne shook her head gently, I'm sorry...I let you see me like this...

It's okay. You're okay. That's better than anything else. I've already killed those guys. If I kill them, I can wash away the dirt on you! Tai Long said in a somewhat excited tone.

But I... am already very tired... I just want to sleep quietly for a while... Daphne showed a coquettish look, like a little girlfriend acting coquettishly in the arms of her beloved man.

It's just a bit reluctant to express it through her extremely sick body.

But what else can I say.

She is bleeding...

It's been bleeding since just now...

Those guys didn't care about her pain, but they didn't realize that their rough behavior tore her blood vessels.

It's too late.

Even if you go to a treatment center at this time, it is too late.

Even at the last moment, I really don't want to see him sad.

I'm telling you... At the last moment, Daphne reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Tyrone's eyes.

Tai Lung looked at her blankly.

No one has cried for me in this life, you are the first... Even my parents never cared so much about me when they were alive... Even if something like this happened, they If they were there, they would just deal with it very coldly... because it would be too troublesome to offend some unknown people because of me...

Tai Lung didn't speak, just held her hand tightly.

He seemed to have noticed something.

She probably doesn't have long to live.

And even if you send her to a treatment center at this time, it won't help.

Those well-dressed bastards will definitely kick themselves out because they don't have enough money.

How could Tai Lung, who only had a few silver coins, step into the door of the treatment center.

As Daphne's hand slowly slipped from Tyrone's palm.

Her petite and pitiful body finally stopped twitching.

Tai Lung's heart seemed to have been drained by something.

He didn't yell, nor was he overwhelmed with grief.

He just kept doing that.

He held her in his arms quietly.

This girl, a girl I met only briefly.

Even though she was very hungry, she gave him the only food she had.

But in the end, Tai Lung failed to realize her dream.

In this way, Tai Lung hugged her tightly and spent the night in the alley.

Until her body turned cold.

He buried her body.

The next day, Tyrone went into a weapons store and bought a sharp machete.

Originally, the owner of the weapons store didn't want to sell it to him, but after meeting the child's eyes, the owner always felt as if he was being watched.

It was a sight that was like the shroud of death. Under pressure, he gave Tai Lung the most exquisitely crafted knife in their store.

Although he only received a few silver coins, after Tai Lung left, the boss breathed a sigh of relief as if he had escaped from the hands of death.

He couldn't figure out what a child who was only eight or nine years old had to go through to have such terrifying pupils.

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Arnold Ghetto is always a conversation maker.

Only half a year has passed since the plague incident not long ago, and this time one topic after another has been pushed to the level of public knowledge.

Overnight, the Arnold ghetto became a river of blood, and all the poor people living in that area died.

And they all died with their throats slashed.

Although the slums were only a small part of the city-state of Noxus, this brutal killing method still shocked the top brass of Noxus.

After rigorous interrogation and search, they targeted a child who was only eight or nine years old.

When they found this child who was carrying a block of wood larger than himself in the lumber mill, the astonished expressions of the investigators were enough to stuff an entire egg into his mouth.

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