MTL - Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Luo dust is very hesitant.

It is reasonable to say that Luo should be out of this dust at this time.

For myself, for peace of mind, for my brother.

Five years have passed.

What should she do if she has the final outcome because of her own impulses.

This is the last chance, so no matter what you do, what kind of decision you make.

She is desperately compromising, desperately cautious...

Luo dusted a deep breath, just two steps, the man in a black trench coat opened again.

"Do you know? I also have a very cute child." The man said, tears streaming down his eyes.

He was very excited, and even the hand holding the knife was shaking unconsciously.

The surrounding onlookers did not dare to go forward, but from the words of their broken words, Luo Dingchen also knows a lot of information.

"This person I know, he is Wang Hui, it seems to be one of the top ten enthusiastic citizens last year."

"It's a bit of a impression. Is his son fainting in the street a month ago, the one that hasn't been managed for three hours..."

"Yes... the last child is dead."

......

Luo Dingyun couldn't help but insert a sentence: "Why is there no one to manage for three hours? The children fainted in the street, and normal people should call the police even if they don't care..."

"Because it was rainy, it was raining, and the reason is not clear."

Luo Ding was not talking, but squinting at his eyes, looking at Wang Hui, who was almost mad at the moment.

His voice is very loud, one word and one sentence, powerful.

For a moment, Luo Dingchen even felt that what he said was correct.

"I asked myself, I am a very helpful person. As long as I meet something that needs help, I will stand up. I never ask for any return, I just hope that this society will become better, everyone can it is good."

"But...but what was the result of my last exchange? You are not worthy of me, you are not worthy of living in this world."

At the moment of falling, he raised his knife and planned to puncture the boy's body.

"Don't—" The little boy's father snorted and snorted: "I beg you not to--"

Wang Hui just slammed his arm and he did not stop his hand.

For a moment, Luo Ding felt that the sound in his ear seemed to be still.

She looked at the little boy's father, and the look on his face had once appeared on her face.

Helpless, awkward, powerless...

Even if I use all my strength, even if I rush forward, I can't keep the little boy's life.

"boom--"

Luo Dust directly attacked the phone in the direction of Wang Hui's wrist.

"Ah--" He ate a pain and left the dagger. The dust had already robbed the little boy from his other hand.

"Who is it!" Wang Hui screamed, and there was hardly any thought in his mind. He picked up the dagger on the ground and smashed it in the direction of Luo Dian.

In the next second, Luo Dust directly grabbed his wrist with one hand.

Wang Hui looked very strong, but when Luo grabbed his wrist, he found that his whole hand could not move completely.

"My child's death, I feel sorry for you, but..." Luo's face has no expression on his face, and even the tone is calm.