However, no one dared to underestimate the knife in his hand. This crazy man could really do it to a child.
"Zhao Youming!" While Zhao Youlin and the others were hesitant, Zhao Youxi did not have such concerns. Her face darkened as she looked at her arm, which was bleeding. She raised her hand and pointed the gun at Zhao Youming.
"They care, but I don't. I wanted to kill this child, and so do you. Now, both of you can go to Hell."
Zhao Youming's heart skipped a beat. He was already regretting the fact that he had failed to kill her just now. Now that he heard Zhao Youxi's words, he felt an indescribable fear.
In this world, everyone was afraid of death, so he was naturally no exception.
However, after realizing that he could not escape death, no matter what, Zhao Youming suddenly went a little crazy.
