The second shop owner is obviously a mirror.

The second shop owner laughed wildly, trying to steal the mirror, but he suddenly jumped over.

Luo Shen immediately stopped Wanqi Linmu.

But at this moment, the second shop owner suddenly roared "No! No--" and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant when the wind blew.

Without a trace.

It was like a pool of waving pools of water, the ripples dissipated and the mirror disappeared.

"What's the God! It's gone!"

The Tushizi instantly exploded: "It's really a mirror?!"

"The exact same store disappeared!?"

"It's really a fragment of the mirror coffin, it's so evil!"

Amid the whispers of the crowd, Mr. Shang suddenly roared and rushed towards the owner of the shop.

Bang!!

The owner of the shop was beaten and fell to the ground.

Mr. Shang is tall. Although the owner of the shop is a little fat, he is all fat, has no muscles, and is older.

He was hit on the ground with a punch and couldn't get up at all.

"Don't...stop fighting!"

"Ouch! Stop hitting...ah!"

"It's not me, your parents are... they committed suicide, it has nothing to do with me! Ah!"

"It's not the fire I set!"

"It's really not me...ah! Stop beating, let's talk about it...besides...you are not their son either. Shang Dabao is really dead, he is dead..."

Every knife from the shop owner seemed to hit Mr. Shang's heart.

Accurately and repeatedly inserting Mr. Shang's "solid heart".

He is a businessman without mercy, who is profit-oriented and greedy for small gains.

But he was willing to give up the disadvantage to the owner of the shop.

Mr. Shang is indeed not Mr. Shang.

But his parents raised him for so many years, but did not treat him as a monster. They also exchanged his life for the life of the monster.

Mr. Shang felt that his eyes were very hot and spicy, and liquid was coming out of his eye sockets and could not stop flowing down.

Bang!

Bang bang!

"Stop hitting, stop hitting...Don't stop hitting, ah--"

Mr. Shang rushed up and beat the shop owner. Wanqi Linmu looked at him coldly, without any intention of stopping him.

Chi Yang was afraid that he would really beat the owner to death, so he wanted to step forward to stop him.

Wanqi Linmu stopped Chi Yang and shook his head: "Let Mr. Shang get some fun first."

otherwise……

Mr. Shang may really be driven crazy.

——Stop hitting!

——Oh, it hurts me so much!

——Don’t, don’t hit…My mirror! Mirror!

The shop owner was beaten and rolled around the ground, his teeth fell off, his mouth was covered in blood, and his eyes were cracked.

The sound of begging for mercy suddenly broke from his throat, became crazy, and jumped from the ground.

Wanqi Linmu thought he was coming to steal the spotlight, but the owner of the shop jumped up and did not rush towards Wanqi Linmu.

Instead, he rushed in at the burning fire.

He shouted: "My mirror!"

"No one can steal my mirror!"

"Mirror! The mirror is mine! No one can take it away!"

Everyone gasped, and the owner of the shop shook Mr. Shang away and plunged into the flames.

Instantly swallowed by flames and black smoke.

Gradually.

Even the laughter disappeared...

"Is the store crazy?"

"I think it's crazy..."

"Is he already crazy?"

The flames were still swallowing the B&B and Inn. A black shadow ran out of the back mountain, laughing and jumping over.

"Hehehe! Big stupid!"

It turned out to be the owner's son Fugui.

Fugui jumped over, holding branches in his hand, and constantly circled around the burning house: "Hahaha! It's on fire! It's on fire!"

"I told you that I've killed anyone!"

"I killed Shang Dabao, I did it! I did it!"

"It's so fun! So much blood, hahaha--"

Fugui shouted, jumping all the way, shouting "I killed someone, I killed someone--" and ran out of the village.

Mr. Shang's knees became weak, but it was not the sudden narcolepsy, so he slowly knelt on the ground.

He had thought about many reasons why his parents died in the fire.

Every possibility has been thought of.

But this is the only one.

suicide.

For him, the possibility of suicide was never thought about...

Mr. Shang knelt on the ground, holding the soil on the ground with both hands.

Those dirty dirt.

"For me..."

"For me, a monster..."

"I'm a...monster."

Mr. Shang murmured to himself, his eyes were like mirrors, shining brightly, and tears could not be controlled, flowing out continuously.

Wanqi Linmu looked down at Mr. Shang kneeling on the ground, with a cold and ruthless face, as if he didn't have much sympathy, but he walked over.

Put the mirror in front of him.

The painful expression of Mr. Shang is reflected in the mirror.

Swish-

It became distorted instantly and the picture changed.

flame.

Flames wrapped around the cabin.

Everything was steaming in the fire.

A man and a woman sat on a chair in the cabin, so calm that it seemed that the fire had nothing to do with them.

"Child, all that's all mom and dad can do for you..."

"Good, live well."

"You are not a substitute for anyone."

"Mom and Dad know that you are not a substitute for anyone."

"You are you..."

Mr. Shang suddenly understood why he was unwilling to let others call him the name "Shang Dabao".

because……
To be continued...