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I glanced at him coldly, a sneer appeared on the corner of my mouth, and my eyes were full of cold hatred.

I picked up a knife from the kitchen and walked slowly towards Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith.

I aimed at their hearts and stabbed them hard.

The blood instantly dyed my vision red.

My smile became more ferocious.

After confirming that they were no longer breathing, I turned and walked towards my sister-in-law.

She is dressed particularly beautifully today.

It was the same brightly colored outfit I wore on the day I was adopted.

Equally dazzling.

She has been so kind to me, and I don't want her to suffer.

So I gave her a quick death.

When my brother and I were the only ones left in that huge space.

Our eyes met, endless hatred surging in them.

I put down the knife, walked into the bedroom, and took out the book he gave me.

Sitting in front of him, I slowly flipped through the pages.

"Thank you for your book, it is very helpful to me."

"The book says that once a person's spine is injured, they will be paralyzed for life and will never be able to stand up again."

"It seems that this is the place..."

I aimed the blade at his spine and stabbed him hard.

The next second, his wails echoed throughout the room.

He collapsed to the ground like mud and let me do whatever I wanted.

I know that my technique is very precise.

His nerves were completely destroyed.

But this was still not enough to calm my anger.

It’s been eight years. I have endured it for eight whole years.

Why does he enjoy such a wonderful life?

Why doesn't he, the culprit, have to pay any price?

I cut his body again and again.

Blood seeped through his coat, and I cut off his legs.

Actually , I wanted to do much more than that.

But, I don't have time anymore.

His scream just now has attracted the attention of the neighbors.

I sighed and dropped the knife to the ground.

He walked to the door and opened it, letting the smell of blood drift further away.

Next, I moved out a chair and placed it under the windowsill.

Tear off the happy characters that you just pasted one by one.

As I was tearing off the last sheet, the police broke in.

Surround me.

A group of people rushed into the living room to take photos and collect evidence.

After discovering that their brother still had vital signs, they quickly rushed him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Police cars and ambulances rushed in, attracting many neighbors.

They stood at the door, witnessed the scene, and shouted at me.

" Isn't this family getting married today? I heard Mrs. Smith say in the morning that she was going to buy food to entertain the newlyweds! At noon, the person died. This woman is simply crazy!"

"The old Smith family is really a sinner. They adopted an ungrateful person and killed the whole family! They didn't even let their own brother go. Even animals can't do such a thing! Didn't her biological parents die in the same way?"

After hearing these words, the police looked at me with eyes as vicious as if they were filled with poison.

They immediately sent someone to investigate the specific cause of my parents' death.

He also ordered someone to handcuff me and take me back to the police station for investigation.