Son-in-law's Romantic Life

He was clearly talking about something terrifying, but the beggar's tone was very calm. However, it was precisely because his tone was too calm that it made people feel even more afraid.    

Kill!    

The word that came out of the man's mouth seemed to contain a different kind of power. It was as if it was not something that was about to happen, but a bloody reality.    

Xin Yue even felt as if her body was about to freeze.    

Xin Yue felt an inexplicable chill. She did not know if it was because of the cold weather or some other reason, but her body trembled and her face turned pale.    

She secretly peeped at the beggar's appearance, but the beggar's face was dirty and nothing could be seen.    

After saying this, the beggar once again did not say anything.    

What was this fellow saying? Someone wanted to kill him?    

Who is it?    

I don't think I have offended anyone recently. Why did he want to kill me? But it is normal. After all, I am a criminal police officer. It is not strange for me to offend someone.    

Xin Yue felt a little scared in her heart. This beggar was somewhat divine. She didn't know if what he said was true or not.    

She subconsciously looked around but did not find anything wrong.    

After hesitating for a moment, Xin Yue still held the umbrella and left.    

Although she did not feel that there was anything wrong with the surroundings, the words of the beggar made Xin Yue involuntarily alert. She looked around all the way and felt that there was a grass and wood army.    

The figure that had been waiting for Xin Yue completely disappeared under the street light. Under the roof of a house on the opposite side of the road, a man's figure walked out from behind the lamp post and stared in the direction where Xin Yue had disappeared.    

"Boss, Xin Yue has left."    

"However, that woman seems to have already noticed that someone is following her. Sorry, maybe I was accidentally discovered."    

"Now we need others to continue following her. I understand. I will go back immediately."    

The man hung up the phone and glanced at the pavilion. It was a beggar who had been wolfing down food.    

Speaking of which, what kind of person was this beggar? Xin Yue, that woman, would give this beggar two meals almost every day.    

Well, this was what he needed to care about. One hand was in his pocket and the other was holding an umbrella. The man was ready to leave.    

Just as he walked, he felt that something was not right. Bean-sized raindrops fell on the umbrella, making hualala sounds.    

In the midst of the noise, there seemed to be a special sound.    

That was, footsteps?    

He had been targeted?    

Such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, causing the man's expression to change slightly. His body did not stop, and he just quietly turned around to take a look. He found a man with disheveled hair and dirty clothes all over his body. He followed behind him.    

That must be a beggar, right?    

Who could it be if it wasn't the beggar that Xin Yue would send out meals every day?    

Why did this beggar keep following me? Could it be that this beggar discovered that I was following Xin Yue and told that woman?    

Impossible, this fellow is just a beggar, right?    

However, it seems like Xin Yue only gradually became vigilant after delivering food to this beggar.    

Following behind was a dirty beggar with disheveled hair. Even this man felt a chill run down his spine.    

A beggar was not to be trifled with.    

When some homeless people went crazy, it was very scary. Even if it was this man, under normal circumstances, he would not be willing to provoke such a homeless person.    

After all, even if he killed this kind of homeless person, it did not seem to be beneficial to him. If he was not careful and got injured by this homeless person, he would be even more unlucky.    

However, there was no such thing as fear.    

After all, he was living the life of licking blood with a knife. He wasn't really afraid of a homeless person.    

However, there was always an inexplicable hairy feeling in his heart. Vaguely, he even felt that this homeless person wasn't an ordinary person.    

He couldn't help but quicken his pace.    

However, the strange thing was that the homeless person's movements did not seem to be very fast. However, he always followed steadily behind. The distance between the two of them was maintained, neither closing nor extending.    

The strange feeling made the man's heart tremble even more.    

Damn it, he actually felt a chill in his heart because of a homeless person. He couldn't tolerate it.    

Gritting his teeth, the man turned around and went into a dark alley.    

Suddenly, he took out a sharp machete from his pocket and turned around. On the opposite side, the homeless man appeared at the entrance of the alley.    

As expected, there was something wrong with this homeless man. He was following him.    

"F * ck you, what are you? You are just a beggar, yet you dare to follow me. Get lost." The man growled in a low voice, wanting this homeless man to get lost.    

This homeless man was really too strange.    

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky, and heavy rain poured down. However, this homeless man did not seem to notice at all. He just lowered his head and quietly walked towards him.    

Kacha...    

A bolt of lightning flashed by.    

A bright glow suddenly appeared on the scimitar in the man's hand.    

Damn it, it's just killing a homeless person. It's no big deal. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for following me.    

With a ferocious smile, a cruel smile appeared on the man's face. He grabbed the saber in his hand and rushed at the beggar.    

The knife tip directly stabbed into the man's stomach.    

Puchi...    

The strange sound was like the sound of leather rubbing against each other.    

Initially, the man thought that the knife in his hand could easily pierce through the man's belly. However, very soon, the man felt that something was wrong.    

The smile on his face stiffened.    

The knife could not go in.    

It was as if something had grabbed it, and it didn't move at all.    

Looking down, he was surprised to find that the beggar's five fingers were tightly holding onto the knife in his hand. No matter how hard he tried, the knife could not move forward.    

This scene shocked the man.    

This... How is this possible?    

This kind of thing is absolutely impossible.    

This knife was extremely sharp. Even bones could be directly cut off by it, let alone a person's finger.    

Crack...    

Another bolt of lightning flashed past.    

The man finally saw the beggar's face. Under the lightning and thunder, that face was flickering. He could only see that the face was twisted together. His eyes seemed to be red with blood.