Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 811 - 815 Retribution

Chapter 811 -815 Retribution

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A sinister pleasure appeared on her face, and her tone lightened considerably, “Not only did I kill him, but I killed his mother too. Every time he hit me and the child, his mother not only didn’t stop him but added fuel to the fire; so, I killed that old witch along with him.”

Looking at her ferocious and terrifying appearance, Fang Mingzhu’s face turned deathly pale, and she trembled all over.

She, she was locked up with a murderer who had killed two people!

She, she wanted to change cells!

She suddenly threw herself at the iron door, desperately pounding on it, “Someone, someone, come quickly!”

The prison guard hurried over and demanded sternly, “What’s going on?”

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“I want to change cells!” Fang Mingzhu said in terror, pounding on the iron door, “I don’t want to stay here, there’s a murderer here! I don’t want to live with a murderer, hurry up and change my room!”

“What’s so strange about having a murderer?” The prison guard scoffed, “Aren’t you a murderer yourself? How amusing.”

The prison guard scoffed mockingly again and walked away.

Fang Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and desperately pounded on the iron door: “You’re talking nonsense! I’m not a murderer, I’ve been framed! My brother will soon come to rescue me, you better change my cell now, or when I get out, I’ll tell my brother, and he won’t let you off!”

The prison guard sneered, said nothing, and walked away without looking back.

No one cared about her.

No one changed her cell.

The prison guards said she was a murderer too.

She was a murderer?

She was terrified by a murderer, yet in others’ eyes, she was also a murderer.

Her legs went weak, and she stumbled backward a few steps, collapsing onto the bed.

“Calm down, there are plenty in here who made a bigger fuss than you, but no matter how violently they protested, they still ended up locked up here.” The female prisoner’s face regained its calmness, her dark eyes staring fixedly at her: “My lawyer said, if I had only killed that man, I might still have a chance to get out, but I also killed that old woman… two lives, I will definitely be sentenced to death. There’s no hope.”

Fang Mingzhu looked at her in terror, desperately shrinking into the corner, “Don’t talk to me about this, I don’t want to hear it, stay away, I don’t want to hear, I don’t want to hear!”

The female prisoner ignored her, continuing on her own: “Actually, I’ve had enough of living… Living is too painful, if it weren’t for my child, I would have died long ago… But I really can’t leave my child behind, he’s only seven years old. I’m an orphan, he has no grandparents, I killed his grandmother and father, and his father’s relatives won’t take him in. What will he do if I die?”

Fang Mingzhu was on the verge of breaking down, covering her ears, shaking her head desperately, “That’s your business, it has nothing to do with me, don’t talk to me! Go away, go away!”

Then, suddenly, everything before her eyes went black as the female prisoner loomed close, ominously saying, “No, it does concern you!”

She raised her hand and gripped Fang Mingzhu’s neck fiercely: “Just now, when I was out for exercise, I suddenly heard someone say that if anyone killed you, someone would be grateful to that person for doing justice, would give them a large sum of money, and would also help settle their relatives…”

She hadn’t seen who said those words.

But she had a strange feeling that those words were meant for her.

So, she had to kill Fang Mingzhu.

True or false, for the sake of her son, she had to take the risk.

She hoped her son would have money.