He recalled the past.

Have one’s own wife in the past
Have their own successful people in the past
I have my own thoughts when I witnessed my wife’s body.
Have one’s own court.
I have lived in my own prison for many years.
……
And that young man who dy of himself.
The warden knew his own interests, but he still chose to bet himself at the expense of killing the koo …
His face
It is also more ferocious.
Finally, finally …
He also recalled his own dialogue with Satan many years ago.
"Since you know that I am wronged, does the Emperor know all this?"
He clearly remembers that Satan didn’t try to hide or distort anything at that time.
Very directly said
"naturally know"
But she didn’t care.
"Because this is your own problem."
"It can’t be said that after she created you, she will act as a nanny for you and arrange everything properly?"
"That’s too much to take for granted."
"It’s a gift to give you life, isn’t it?"
Faced with this statement
Andy was silent for a long time.
That’s right, too
Nahou
"Satan" also continued
"Everything in this world contains several races, and human beings are not high. Similarly, the joys and sorrows bred by human beings are not valuable. They are all just counting things."
"Most of the so-called tragedies are your own things."
"However, those who can always blame others for their problems, and when there is no fixed goal to shirk their responsibilities, they will throw away all kinds of responsibilities in some illusory things, as if it would make them feel much better."
"But to put it bluntly, that’s just a meaningful thing. What can I do for others?"
eye
Think back to those words
Andy couldn’t help taking a deep breath.
Heart white
After all, you have to rely on yourself …
One second
The thunder exploded outside.
The rumble kept echoing.
He was holding a big stone in his hand, and he also took the opportunity to smash it.
It took two people to reach out and hug the old sewage pipe surface when it was smashed in the thunder cover.
Will that rusty mottled surface hit some dents.
"Rumble …"
"Bang bang …"
It’s as if they reflect each other
Every thunder represents every round of impact of that huge stone.
Tired though
But every time I recall the past,
Andy’s body will have a new impetus to drive him to constantly smash the stones in his hand.
Dozens of rounds?
Hundreds of rounds?