Please, This is a Scary World

　　The next moment, the darkness in front of Fang Ming's eyes dissipated.

　　He appeared in a dimly lit village, with the laughter of children coming from his ears.

　　"Giggle, ugly, looks like a monster."

　　"He is a monster. I heard that he picked it up from outside."

　　"It's disgusting, no wonder he's so ugly."

　　"Hit him, he's coming to bring us bad luck."

　　"He's screaming pain, haha, his voice is so ugly."

　　He saw children one after another, laughing, jumping, and picking up stones on the ground.

　　In the distance, a figure wearing a black sweater, black shoes, and a hood wrapped himself in the darkness smashed away.

　　This figure looked eleven or twelve years old, a little older than the children who surrounded him and beat him.

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　　But by chance, Fang Ming saw his face hidden under the hood.

　　His entire face was burnt into indistinctness and looked a little hideous.

　　Like a rabbit being chased, he ran away in panic.

　　But those children were all unrepentant, and kept picking up stones, chasing him and smashing them at them.

　　"Woooo, don't hit me, don't hit me."

　　"I'm so hurt, don't hit me."

　　While crying, he secretly looked at Fang Ming like this.

　　Those eyes are very complicated, with helplessness, fear, puzzlement, resentment, pain, sadness, shrinking, and I don't know what kind of things he has experienced to show such an expression.

　　The adults in the distance did not seem to see this scene.

　　Still talking and laughing, smoking cigarettes and nibbling melon seeds, as if these beating children were not their children.

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　　"Everyone in his family is dead, why do you keep him in the village?"

　　"Hey, the family is dead, but there are still more than ten acres of land in his family. Let's raise it slowly first, give him a stutter, and don't let him starve to death. When he becomes an adult in a few years, let's take the land. come over."

　　"That's right, the dozen acres of his family aren't bad, just rely on my family's land, how many people in total, don't miss me."

　　"There are not many, just let us, relying on the land on your side, give you three acres, how about it, is it interesting?"

　　"Hey hey, well, that widow mother of his is really strong enough, that waist, that skin, it would be good to come here a few more times that night. Damn, I regret it a bit."

　　"Yeah, it tastes so good. It would be nice if my mother-in-law had her. It's a pity that she died like this."

　　"Shh, we won't say anything, the case is over, we don't know anything, do we?"

　　"Yes, we don't know that her face is warm, we don't know her name, Qi, hehe, we don't know anything."

　　Several people looked at each other and smiled, and talked about other things.

　　Fang Ming looked at them quietly.

　　He looked again at the children who were still chasing his little neighbor.

　　The expression on Fang Ming's face was neither sad nor happy, he whispered softly: "This...is that what you want me to know?"

　　The next moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　With a flick of his arm, a kitchen knife fell out of his sleeve.

　　Then he took steady steps and walked towards the adults.

　　"So, the past can't be changed, but now...and in the future, it won't happen again."

　　(PS: I overestimated me, I thought I could write a chapter in two hours, damn..) Force.

Chapter 57

　　Not everyone needs to be friendly.

　　At least not for scumbags.

　　Nor is it necessary for children who are pampered by scumbags.

　　Fang Ming has never felt that he is a person who likes to fight and kill.

　　But I never felt like I was a softhearted person.

　　As long as it touches the bottom line of his heart.

　　Then, when Shangqiongbi falls to Huangquan, God will kill it for you!

　　In the distance, the little neighbor who was still running around with his head smashed, saw Fang Ming take out the kitchen knife. Although he still looked in pain, doubts flashed in his eyes.

　　Fang Ming didn't pay attention to him. Right now, he just wants to do what he wants to do.

　　He wants to express his emotions.

　　Since he came to the gray world, although he has awakened the daily player template and has always faced everything with a smile, there have been three times when his mind fluctuated and he was motivated to kill.

　　For the first time, it was for Sister Xiaoxue's parents and younger brother.

　The second time on May [-], it was to Qian Cheng's friend and the girl he liked.

　　The third time is now.

　　The first two times, he was like a passer-by and could only watch from the sidelines.

　　That means he has no choice.

　　But this time, he felt he could get what he wanted.

　　With a gentle smile on Fang Ming's face, he walked step by step to the adults who were chatting.

　　When Fang Ming came over, a few men were a little surprised: "Hey? Young man, are you a foreigner? Are you looking for someone?"

　　Fang Ming smiled without saying a word. He knew that what these people said would probably be controlled by his little neighbor, but it didn't matter, as long as the people were those people.

　　Fang Ming is still walking forward step by step, getting closer and closer to those people.

　　"I learned a text that said that some people died, but he was still alive, and some people were alive, but he died."

　　"Although I knew the meaning of this text when I was a child, there was always one thing I didn't understand."

　　"That's why someone is alive and he is dead."

　　"Since he's dead, why keep him alive?"

　　"I don't think these people deserve to live."

　　"what do y'all think?"

　　Fang Ming spoke slowly, but the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

　　Like a blooming sunflower, bright and clear.

　　But those people felt a chill for no reason.

　　Suddenly, someone saw the kitchen knife in Fang Ming's hand.

　　"He has a knife in his hand!"

　　"What do you want to do!"

　　"Don't come here!"

　　The faces of these people showed fear, and while they stepped back, they screamed in panic.

　　Fang Ming grinned and raised the kitchen knife in front of him.

　　"Have you seen this kind of fearful expression on other people's faces?"

　　"The child, and his mother."

　　"Did you stop?"

　　"You didn't stop, and I... naturally won't stop either."

　　As soon as the voice fell, Fang Ming had already disappeared.

　　The next second, he suddenly appeared in front of one of the men, the kitchen knife in his hand had penetrated deeply into the man's heart, and a red flower burst out from the bright red blood in an instant.

　　The man's shrill screams pierced the sky like killing a pig.

　　The others all screamed and ran to the village.

　　The kids who were bullying the hooded kid were all stunned.

　　One of the children immediately cried: "Dad! Let go of my father, you bad guy."

　　Fang Ming's hand holding the kitchen knife stabbed it hard again, and twisted it around. With a thought, he activated the kitchen knife's cursing ability and feared the illusion.

　　Immediately, a pitch-black ghost claw stretched out from the kitchen knife and grabbed the man's face.

　　The man seemed to have seen some terrifying picture, and his whole body was shivering softly to the ground.

　　Foam kept spitting out from the corners of his mouth, twitching on the ground.

　　"Sometimes, people can only recognize the badness of others, but never see the badness in themselves."

　　Fang Ming said softly and glanced at his little neighbor.

　　The information panel of the little neighbor suddenly appeared in his eyes.

　　name: black

　　Age at death: 12

　　Level: 18

　　Malicious: 92%

　　Friendly: 8