Su Changxing forcefully pulled the person to a stop.
Zhu Wenwu felt the sharp pain from his shoulder and turned to look at the masked teenager in front of him, only to feel that he had reached the end, forcing a stiff smile: "Ha, is there something you need?"
Su Changxing snorted coldly and said viciously, "What do you think?"
The mask was a piece of torn cloth he had ripped from Sun Baisheng's clothing, still stained with some blood.
Zhu Wenwu immediately began to cry and plead: "Murderer brother, I have the old above and the young below, and I'm still single right now, you can't kill me."
Su Changxing looked a bit puzzled, Zhu Wenwu was at most twenty years old, and asked: "You're so young and already have kids?"
Zhu Wenwu dryly replied, "A few years younger sister, she definitely can't survive without me."
Su Changxing asked in confusion, "Your sister was dumped in the same place as you?"
Pedophile?
