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Chapter eight hundred and forty seventh father and son cannibalism

Grand Duke Yingweid's eyes slowly widened and became bigger than a copper bell. He just stared at Patch in shock. When the severe pain on the back of his hand came, he realized that he had made the biggest mistake in his life.

Patch suddenly rose up, pushed away Grand Duke Yingweid's hand, stuck his hands on his father's throat, and pinched them with all his strength. He bared his teeth, twisted all the muscles on his face together, squeezed out the long-awaited hideousness, and said fiercely: "Father, you don't want me anymore? Do you want to accept that beast Adam?!"

"Cough..." Grand Duke Yingweid was already seriously ill at this time, so he was not the opponent of the young man Patch. When his throat was pinched, he could not do anything except struggle and slap.

The ferocious face on Patch's face gradually became terrifying and his voice became hoarse because of his crying voice: "I am your only son, you don't want me anymore... You actually wrote a letter to the General Command... Want to accept Adam as his adopted son and pass on his future family to him?"

"Have you ever considered me? Ah?! Have you never seen the murder of the adopted son coming to power?! No matter how elegant and excellent these people are, in order to stand firm in the family, they will definitely kill all the heirs in the direct line! Have you never thought about this?! Or, you have already thought of it, but you don't care about my life at all! As long as the family can be passed on, I am in your eyes a pawn that can be abandoned at will?! Ah?!"

In Patch's hissing, Grand Duke Yingweid was already pinched and his eyes were covered in blood. His tongue was blue and purple and red. His mouth opened and closed, and he vaguely spit out a few words: "I...no..."

Patch pinched the neck of Grand Duke Inveid and kept shaking, and hissing: "You have nothing?!"

"I...no...I...no...write...letter..."

When he heard the words that Grand Duke Yingweid had been repeatedly expressed, Patch was stunned and completely froze on the edge of the bed. The force on his hands also relaxed, his eyes were dumbfounded, and he said to himself with a trembling voice: "What... are you saying... you didn't write a letter to the General Command?"

"I didn't..." Grand Duke Yingweid collapsed on the bed and finally gasped. The pair of pinched eyes looked at Patch, tremblingly pressed his hand on his face, shook his head and said, "Don't be used by others..."

Patch felt that his emotions were about to collapse. Could it be that the letter the Jade-faced Fox gave him before was forged, and the purpose was to make them die together?

Or is it that Grand Duke Yingweide really wrote that letter, but it was really intercepted by the Jade-faced Fox. At this time, he was just lying deliberately to save his life?

Patch didn't know, really didn't know, he felt that he was almost crazy. He wanted to continue to pinch the Grand Duke Yingweide and strangle the father who had always ignored him and was ashamed of him to death. But when he thought that it might be a man-kill, he let go and couldn't take action. His whole body was in a state of out of control. Tears flowed down, and his hands kept shaking Grand Duke Yingweide, crying like a child: "Then say! Say you still love me! Tell me, I am your favorite son, your only child! No matter what happens, you will love me!"

"Pachy...I love you no matter what happens..." Grand Duke Yingweid stroked Pachy's face tremblingly, wiped away the tears from his face, and said softly in a hoarse voice, "Our father-son love will not change because of anything... You are my only son... The most beloved son... No one will replace your position in my heart, and neither will Adam."

Patch kept choking and cried out all his grievances. Finally, he finally moved his hand away from the neck of Inveyd's grand duke, stood up, rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I'm sorry, father, I'll call you a doctor..."

Grand Duke Yingwei said powerlessly: "Go, child...I love you..."

"Father, hold on." Patch turned around and hurried out toward the door.

Looking at Patch's back, the tenderness in Grand Duke Yingweid's eyes disappeared, becoming fierce and vicious. He quietly supported himself, opened the secret lattice of the bedside table, took out a pistol from it, pointed it at Patch's back, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!" The bullets rushed forward, piercing the body and bringing blood.

However, Grand Duke Yingwei was in very bad physical condition and could not even hold on to such a simple action as firing. Although the shot hit, it was a crooked attack. The bullet penetrated Patch's left arm muscles and finally hit the wall.

At this moment, Patch's crying stopped, and forever. He turned around silently, with tears just now hanging on his face, but without a trace of expression. He just stared silently at his father who pointed the gun at his father, staring at his father who was just saying that he would always love him.

Grand Duke Yingweid became increasingly weak and could not even pull the trigger. He opened his mouth and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Guard!...Guard!..."

"Don't shout, I have transferred the guards of the bedroom in advance. Now the nearby guards are all members of the Dawn Team under Marquis Charles, all of them are mine." Patch cried like a child ten seconds ago, but in the midst of the earth-shaking transformation, he had transformed into a real demon, staring at Grand Duke Invede coldly and said, "So, that letter was really written by you, you want to destroy me."

"Guard...Guard..." Grand Duke Yingweid fell from the bed staggeringly and crawled on the ground with difficulty, but he started coughing up blood after a while, and it was even more serious than before. Even the sharp sound came from his lungs, "Cough cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!..."

Patch slowly walked over, squatted in front of Grand Duke Yingweid, looked down at him, and said coldly: "Do you know why you suddenly became seriously ill? I made a deal with the killer. I pretended to capture her so that she could approach the wine monk without doubt. And she would give me a secret medicine that could cause people's cells to die chronically and falsely create the illusion of illness and death."

"I spread these secret medicines and put them in the honey water." Patch's eyes crossed the body of Grand Duke Invede, looked at the jar of clear honey water on the table, grinned, and smiled strangely and ferociously. "The honey water you drink every day contains the medicine I added, which is colorless and tasteless. Moreover, because it is not a strong poison, those soldiers who usually try poison for you will not react quickly after drinking it. You just drank the poison prepared by your own son for you without any warning."

Grand Duke Yingwei raised his head with difficulty, his eyes widened, as if he was about to burst, staring at Patch with a cursed look.

"Do you know? I really believed it just now. I believe you still love me. I want to stop all this and go to the medical officer to treat you well. As long as you still love me, even if I continue to be a waste and continue to be looked down upon, I want to be with my father." Patch stretched out his hand and pinched Grand Duke Yingweid's cheek, as if he was about to crush his mouth, and his expression became more and more ferocious, "But you actually want to shoot me from behind?! You have never loved me at all. You have wanted to kill me from the beginning!!!"

Grand Duke Yingweid knew that he was powerless to turn the world back. At this desperate situation, he did not cry or beg for mercy. Even though he lay on the ground like a dog, his face was still filled with the majesty that the Grand Duke of the Federation should have. He stared at Patch coldly and said gloomyly: "Yes, Patch, you are a shame to the Yingweid family. The most wrong thing in my life is to give birth to you. I will never admit that you are my son, you are not worthy."

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