Chapter 252 (1/2)
”Ah ah! Kid! Damn it!”
”Let me go, please let me go! I... I'll exchange money with you. No, I can give you whatever you want!”
”Poof!”
The thunder burst like a thunder spear through Tom's abdomen. The riot thunder burst through a bloody hole, and his intestines flowed out of the ground.
Tom's eyes widened and gradually lost their luster. He still can't believe that he was killed by a kid!
”Is this the power given by God? It's so powerful!”
The young man in a thin linen suit converged on the thunder gun condensed in his palm. He gave Tom a cold look and dragged his body to the depths of the mountain.
……
”Mother, I will try my best to realize your last wish.”
On a lonely hill, in front of a grave, Francis knelt down and silently looked at an eye-catching name engraved on the tombstone.
His face was pale and his body was stained with blood. Even if he was careful in the battle, he was inevitably stained with some.
The wife of the tulip family finally laid a cruel hand, but the executor was her eldest son. His half brother, a silver rank strong man who had hunted three giant wolves in the wilderness, placed his head in front of the tombstone, stared at Francis with empty eyes, full of unbelievable horror.
In the grave, there was his mother's relic, a large handful of violets, buried here.
As for silver rings, necklaces and other jewelry, he hid them in another place to serve as funds for the rise.
After all, they started too fast, and their mother was still sleeping in bed. In the bleak scream, she was cut into pieces by the sword.
”Don't worry, I will live well... Although you are not a good mother, I respect and love you. The dead is dead. Please rest in peace.”
He prayed silently, loosened his little hand holding the shovel, looked up at the starry night sky and muttered:
”Weakness is original sin.”
……
”Take it easy. I'm not an enemy. Your identity is hidden for the time being. In the future, you'll be my nephew who ran away from home.”
A lit campfire, the man with a luxuriant beard smiled, turned the barbecue on the campfire, handed the boy a bottle of liquor, joked: ”our relationship must be polished, otherwise it will be bad if we are seen through.”
But the latter just took a sip and didn't say anything.
”I run the caravan privately. I heard about your mother. I... I'm sorry. She's a kind person.”
The man said sadly, but a meteor shower fell in the night sky and soon attracted their attention.
”The celebration of the God of fire!”
He said that there were eye-catching light marks in the night sky, and meteors fell, dazzling.
Facing the young man's surprised look, he couldn't help talking about the outside world: