Song Wanting reached out and cut her arm with a knife. The blood was pouring.

Xiao Li on the ground kept making a painful low-pitched cry, and blood was gushing out along her legs.

"My child!"

Just as the three eyes were about to mend Song Wanting's knife again, they only heard a loud bang. The wooden door in the outside fell down. Then several people heard the shout at the same time.

"Don't move! Police!"

It's so remote here that I couldn't imagine the police coming so fast with three eyes dreaming.

When he was caught, he was dead. He glanced at the bedroom window, ran over without thinking,...