Douluo's Silver Moon Shahua

Before he could speak, I continued with a flurry of words: "Look at you, you are injured like this, and you are so stubborn. Even if you hate me, don't torture yourself! If you are sick, treat it. You need to seek medical treatment for your injuries, is it possible that you are afraid that I will take the opportunity to harm you?"

I was so angry. Look how uncomfortable he was. He was still here pretending to be an uncle with me. Would he die if he just screamed?

The creditor's face turned pale because of my anger, and his chest was heaving up and down violently. Just when he was about to curse, I pressed him down on the sofa first: "Sit tight and don't move! Tell me, how are you going to do your injury? Yes." Do you want to disinfect and bandage first like the rest of us?"

I looked at him with concern, the firmness in my eyes, like two scorching beams of light, gradually melting the ice in his eyes, and his attitude softened: "Don't worry about it, it will get better after a while."

"Ah?" I lifted up his cold fingers in surprise: "Can these cut off fingers grow back again? What kind of monster are you?"

The creditor nodded and said helplessly, "I don't know either."

"How could someone not know his origins?" I frowned, always feeling that he was lying or perfunctory.

"Do you think you have any reason for me to lie to you?" His words were too harsh. I knew I was worthless, but don't say it so obviously. Don't I want to lose face?

If I hadn't seen him as a wounded person, I would have ignored him.

"What do you mean, you don't know your origins, but your injuries, no matter how severe, can heal automatically?" I asked.

He nodded seriously, and then, not knowing what was wrong with him, his face suddenly filled with disgust: "I didn't expect that I have become so vulnerable now."

Listening to his words, it seemed that I had guessed right. He must have just experienced a fierce battle.

"Where did you go just now and what happened?"

The creditor thought about it again and again, but finally couldn't resist me and said, "I'm going to find Qin Laoliu."

According to the creditor's brain circuit, I am his person. Qin Laoliu actually sent people to drive to take my life in front of him. He simply put his face on the ground and stamped on it. He couldn't swallow this breath.

"Then what? Win or lose?" In fact, I already had the answer in my mind, but I didn't dare to say it.

The creditor's face suddenly darkened, and his sharp eyes almost missed me: "He set a trap and made a magic circle."

So, he was hit and his fingers were cut off.

"It must be very painful, right?" I looked at the shocking fingertips, and felt a physical pain in my body.

"It's a small injury, it's okay." He changed his sitting position and took his hand away from my palm. He hid the severed finger under his sleeve.

"However, Qin Laoliu didn't take advantage either." He snorted grimly.

"How to say?"

"His magic circle is made of his son's blood. If I break the magic circle, his son will be unlucky..." He smiled meaningfully, and his long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, which made me shudder……

At night, Chen Li and I had just gone to the restaurant to finish our meal when the doorman found us in a panic: "Sister Li, Qin Qin Qin... Qin Laoliu came to the door with a group of people!"

Chen Li trembled with fright and asked anxiously: "Where did they kill them?"

The doorman was stunned: "Kill?"

Then realizing that Chen Li had misunderstood, the doorman quickly explained: "He's not here to fight, he's here to find someone!"