The little girl wanted to snatch her father back and lunged to tear at the woman, but this only angered the woman. The woman slapped the girl across the face, "Want to die? I'll grant you that!"
Then, the woman grabbed the little girl and walked toward a large pot of boiling water.
The little girl struggled in terror. Seeing she was about to be thrown into the pot, she cried and fought. Just when desperation set in, a flash of white suddenly darted out.
A man, tall and slender, struck the woman and simultaneously scooped up the little girl.
This place was filthy, but it couldn't compare to the filth in people's hearts.
Shu Yu suppressed the nausea in his heart. He struck once more, sending the woman flying several meters, and with a thud, she hit the ground, her eyes wide open. She was dead, her heart vessels shattered by Shu Yu's blow.
Shu Yu's handsome face twisted slightly: "Damn it!!"
