Chapter 1820: Is Violence More Effective Than Prayer

"You little brat, do you want to meddle in other people's business?"
The man sneered and his sinister gaze scanned Adderley's face over and over again.
From Adderley, he has been keeping his head down all the time, making it hard for people to see what he looks like.
But when he suddenly looks up, the man realizes that, although Adderley is a boy, he looks even better than Xiao Shuxian.
Especially those eyes, cold with a hint of wickedness, they can arouse the desire to conquer in people the most.
The man said again, "You have crippled legs, how about I give you this chicken leg to eat?"
Letting go of Xiaoshuxian's arm, the man turned his attention to Adderley.
Adderley lifts his lips, "Good."
"Don't hurt Little Brother." Little Shuxian hastily blocks in front of Adderley.
The man frowned, "Get out."
Want to push Xiaoshuxian away completely, and completely lose the kind eyebrows and good eyes just now.
But before the man touched Xiaoshuxian's wrist.
A sharp wooden stick was inserted into the man's palm.
Blood flowed down the wooden stick and onto Adderley's fair hand.
"Ah!" the man screamed in terror, painfully yanking his hand off the stick.
In the palm of the hand appeared an extra hole, which looked particularly frightening.
People around were shocked when they saw this scene.
They looked at adderley, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with a terrified expression.
少年脸上的笑，不曾改变过，可手中沾染血地木棍，却令人生寒。
他怎么有那么大地力气，竟能用木棍，把人手扎穿。
Or, one might say, how is it possible for such a young child to be so decisive and do such a thing?
Even in this desolate place, where people have witnessed life and death, there is still a hint of fear that arises when encountering this child.
Moreover, a smile has always been on this child's face.
The injured man, regardless of these.
He covered his hand, with a grimace on his face, devoid of that lust, only sinister, "I'm going to kill you."
The uninjured hand reached into the waist and pulled out a gun, aiming it at Adderley's head, ready to pull the trigger.
However, the bloodied wooden stick stabbed into his stomach first.
Surprisingly, they crossed paths.
The gun fell to the ground and went off, hitting the wall and making a piercing friction sound.
The man looked incredulously at the stick on his stomach.
She looked up at the boy sitting in the wheelchair.
"If you had left just now, maybe you wouldn't have to die." Adderley took out a piece of paper from his pocket and calmly wiped the blood off his hands.
The man's Adam's apple moved, as if he wanted to say something, but a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and he fell down, lifeless.
The smell of blood permeates the air, stimulating the nerves.
Xiaoshuxian is close, and she just got some blood on her face.
The corners of her eyes are all dyed red.
She looks at the man on the ground, who is already dead, without even twitching.
Turned back to look at Adderley.
A face of breezy indifference, with a smile lingering at the corner of his lips, just like usual.
It seems like it's not a big deal for him to kill someone.
And just now, the uncle lying on the ground was plotting against her and her little brother.
It turns out that Daddy Priest was really wrong.
Just now, Xiao Shuxian was still praying that Grandpa God would come and help them drive away the villain.
But in the end, it was the young man who killed the villain.
So, is violence more effective than prayer?
The seed in Xiaoshuxian's heart keeps sprouting.
Adderley didn't pay attention to the twists and turns in Xiaoshuxian's heart, he looked at a middle-aged woman rushing towards them not far away.
The woman's forehead was sweaty and she looked anxious.
She was surprised to see a body lying on the ground, but she was not afraid.
She immediately looked towards where Xiao Shuxian was.
When she saw that Xiao Shuxian was fine, the tension in her eyes decreased by half.
Adderley saw all of her reactions.
"It's also interesting," Adderley murmured, tapping the armrest of her wheelchair and then said, "Bring the person to me."
The weather is still quite good at the moment.
If the corpse continues to lie here, it will soon start to smell.
The crowd looked at each other, hesitant to move.
Afraid of becoming the next unlucky person.
With her beautiful eyes, Adderley glanced over and pointed at the biggest guy in the crowd, saying, "You come clean up."
The big guy frowned, "You want me to clean up?"
Adderley chuckled, "Of course you can refuse, but the outcome might not be much better than this uncle of mine."
With that, Adderley's wheelchair rolled up to a gun.
He picked up the handgun, playing with it casually with his slender fingers.
But no one would doubt that he would shoot.
The big guy's face turned serious, his body strong, making him undoubtedly a strong presence among this group of the old, weak, sick, and disabled.
He is also qualified to sleep in the room.
Now being threatened by a teenage child, it's ridiculous even thinking about telling others.
But deep down, there is an inexplicable sense of fear.
A man lying on the ground, even after death, his eyes still wide open, very creepy.
The big man took a deep breath, bent over and lifted the man's body, walking towards the woods.
People often die at the relief stations, and the most common method is to bury them.
adderley was quite satisfied with the big guy's recognition of the situation, and then said to Xiao Shuxian, "Help me go and wash my hands there."
Not far away, there was a faucet that was previously occupied by the big guy.
Shuyan nodded and pushed Adderley towards there.
No one dared to stop them.
After washing, Shuyan also became a lot cleaner.
"Little girl."