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Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh bullying

The wine monk touched his round belly and laughed: "Hahaha, this killer originally killed one person every day, but now there is no murder in three days. It seems that I guessed that this woman is the murderer."

"Damn it, it turns out that this bitch was raised to scare me in secret?!" Patch red eyes and kicked the prison door angrily, but the prison door was very strong and could not be kicked open. He immediately pointed at the lock and shouted, "Open it!"

Marquis Charles quickly winked at Arnold, who hurried forward and opened the prison door.

Patch, who rushed into the cell, was like a mad dog. In the past few months, because every morning when I opened my eyes, Patch was so desperate that he suffered from mental debilitation. He was frightened every night when he fell asleep. Sometimes he had to take a lot of sleeping pills and lost dozens of pounds of weight.

When he thought that the blood-covered little fox in front of him was probably the culprit, Patch immediately grinned and rushed forward, pressed the little fox's legs hard, and bit it hard on his knee without saying a word.

"Um..." The little fox, who was originally coaxed to sleep by Zi Su, woke up in pain, but his consciousness was still in a blur and he struggled in pain.

This revenge pleasure is addictive like poison. Patch dared to swear that it was not as good as it is when he fucked a woman a hundred times. He had a hideous smile on his face, grabbed the little fox's hair, pulled her off the bed, and kicked her directly into the chest.

The huge impact made the little fox cough and pant constantly, and cold sweat wet her hair. The originally delicate hair was scattered on her face, and there were also traces of blood overflowing from the corners of her lips.

Such a desolate and pitiful scene makes people feel heartbroken...

Patch never stopped. He first grabbed the little fox's hair, hit her head at the corner of the bed, and hit her several times until her head was bleeding. Then he threw her to the ground and stepped on her left wrist.

"Crack..." A faint sound of fracture sounded, and the little fox's fair wrist was broken at a strange angle, and the purple and black blood stasis condensed at the broken bones like crazy...

Patch seemed to feel unsatisfied. He had no sympathy for the little fox with a pain on his face. He stepped on her left wrist and continued to exert force to rub against the ground until it was blurred.

"Is it fun to kill someone? Do you know what pain feels like?!" Patch laughed wildly, suddenly grabbed the corner of the little fox's clothes, pulling it up to reveal its snow-white skin.

The little fox's soft abdomen was exposed to the air. This was probably the best girl Patch had ever seen in his life. His small waist, which was not too fat but was full, was exposed. As he breathed, the vest line formed by long-term exercise made him look more beautiful. The deep and sexy navel made people lose their minds.

But now, Patch had no chance in the face of this wonderful body, but only had a revenge desire for destruction. He clenched his fist and slammed the little fox's white soft abdomen, and almost half of his fists were trapped in.

"Ah..." The little fox only felt that his intestines were knotting disorderly. The violent impact accompanied by the uncomfortable pain spread to her whole body, almost making her mind blank and she collapsed. If Patch hadn't pressed against the wall, she might have fallen to the ground like mud.

This scene reminded Zi Su of her previous appearance of being beaten by Marquis Charles. She couldn't help but shout: "Master Patch, please don't hit her!"

"Shut your mouth!!!" Patch turned around angrily, pointed at Zisu with his finger, and shouted furiously, "I'm going to break her intestines today!"

In an instant, Patch roared and hit her, almost making the little fox into a V-shaped shape. The expanded bloodline made her snow-white skin look faintly pink. The pain caused by this punch was unimaginable. I'm afraid that it would really hurt the organ and the originally soft abdomen were covered with blood stasis.

The little fox was struggling subconsciously at first, but after this punch, except for the continuous bleeding from his mouth, his whole body slowly disappeared.

Patch couldn't care about so much. The continuous tyranny made his blood gush, and his heavy breathing was mixed with the desire and expectation for destruction.

Patch grinned and took off a steel pipe from the foot of the old bed. He wanted to stab the steel pipe into the little fox's mouth! It directly shattered her throat! Then it came out from behind! Tapping her head to the wall!

Just as Patch was about to stab the steel pipe into the little fox's mouth, Zi Su suddenly rushed in through the prison door, and said nothing, but just hugged the little fox tightly, with his back to Patch, and protecting her with his body.

"God kills! You're looking for death!!!" This is not the first time that Zi Su has committed suicide. Patch screamed like a beast and poked the steel pipe at Zi Su, "I want to pierce you two together!!!"

In an instant, the shadow suddenly arrived, and a member of the accompanying Grand Duke Guard kicked off the steel pipe and blocked the middle of Zisu and Patch. He looked serious and said in a public tone: "The Grand Duke has an order to prohibit anyone from hurting Miss Zisu."

After hearing this, Patch was furious and pointed at the nose of the Grand Duke Guard and shouted: "Get out! You are just a dog in our family! I order you to get out!!!"

After Patch yelled, he was about to go forward to fight Zisu and the little fox, but before he could take a step, the Grand Duke Guard pressed his shoulder and overthrew it to the ground. The sound of official business was still there: "The Grand Duke has an order to prohibit anyone from hurting Miss Zisu, and you are no exception."

It was the first time Patch was pushed down by his own people. He climbed up irritably, pointed at the Marquis of Charles and shouted: "Charles! Let your evolvers kill them!"

Marquis Charles did not have the courage to kill the people of the Grand Duke Guard. Although Patch was a noble young master, don’t forget that the ruler of the Grand Duke Mansion was Yingweide after all. Even if he would pass the throne to Patch in the future, he was still in power.

Marquis Charles did not dare to kill people, nor did he dare to refute Patch's face. He could only pretend to be painful to cover his stomach, run out with his hands and feet, and use his ground: "Ahhhh Sorry! Master Patch, my stomach hurts suddenly! Oh! It hurts so much..."

Arnold, who was still in the same place, was stunned for a moment, turned his head away, pretending to see the scenery, although there was no scenery here to see.

The last wine monk obviously would not help Patch. He was invited by Grand Duke Yingweide to catch the killer. First, he had no affiliation and did not have to obey Patch's orders, and second, he would not openly disobey the Grand Duke's ban.

He said mercilessly that none of the people present could compare to Patch in terms of status, and even a single hair of Patch was comparable to Patch, but none of them took Patch seriously.

Grand Duke Yingweide was like a mountain in Dawn City, which made Patch unable to look over no matter how hard he turned it over. He didn't even have the qualification to look at the top of the mountain. Every command, every sentence, and even every word of Grand Duke could make Patch breathless, and he was always revealing a message to him: As long as I am here, you are nothing.
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