Huo zhongrao's hand on li beixiao's shoulder slightly exerted some strength.
"Bei Zhi, in fact, compared to you, I would rather have them immediately atone for their sins with their deaths!"
Li Boyan and Tang ru did not owe the Huo family one or two lives, but three.
His mother had gone crazy, and his sister had been forced to wander outside for so many years. If she had not been lucky, she might have died.
If it was said that his hatred was deeper, but he was also restraining himself, not letting his hands be stained with blood.
"Big brother, don't worry. I won't do anything. I'll let them die on their own!"
Li beixiao was tired. For inhumane people like li Boyan and Tang ru, it was best to die so that they would not have the chance to turn over and harm others.
it's fine as long as you know your limits. After all, the current situation is different from the past. No one can do anything now!
