He thought that if he did this, Rose John would be afraid.
Where to know, that woman's face, is still a pair of indifferent appearance.
This filled him with doubts.
"Do you think I don't want to kill her?"
"Don't think I've liked her before, so I can't do it. What's love in the face of death?"
Rose John glanced at him coldly, as if she were looking at a dead man.
More like watching a mentally retarded person.
"Of course I believe you will do it. After all, you are not as good as a beast. How can you pay attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality?"
Sylvan Young was so angry that the tip of the knife was about to touch Zoey's neck.
He gritted his teeth and said to He Zoey, "See?"? This is who she is.
"The end justifies the means."
Rose John glanced around, then waved her hand and made a gesture of throwing something.
But the silver needle she was holding in her hand was not thrown out.