Chapter 107

Murphy's eyes were full of sharp sharpness. He knew that this was the will of heaven. If others gave it to him, he would give it to others one day. Without saying a word, he went straight to the boy and dragged him into the tent. Melissa stared at the tent in horror. "Oh my god, what should I do now?" Melissa was anxious, but she could do nothing. She could only let the sound of tearing and crying in the tent enter her ears. It had been too long. Melissa looked at the meandering and sharp blood on the cement floor, and her tears could not stop falling down. In the past, Melissa had never known what fear was. Now she finally understood that real fear was to hurt others. When Murphy came out of the tent with a belt again and approached Melissa, Melissa had a feeling that she wanted to disappear immediately. She didn't want to see him, and she didn't even want to say a word to him. He was a demon, not even letting go of a 10-year-old child. "Call Joseph." Murphy looked at the dark sky out