Don't want to be a murderer

Such a vicious person also had a weakness, which was his family. I looked out through the peeping hole. Peter leaned against the door and laughed instead of getting angry. "Kelly, don't you think that you look like a small man intoxicated by success now?" "Anyway, don't try to bully me again. If you continue to bully me, go find your parents." I was still proud. After I found his weakness, Peter was not as terrible as he was. "The widows in your family are really terrible." Peter's face darkened, and he hit my door again. "They're widows, and I'm not. My husband is still alive. Peter, don't think I'm easy to bully. My aunt from the countryside is much fiercer than old Old Madame Brown when she scolds people." The grass was afraid of frost and the frost was afraid of the sun. The wicked would be tortured by the wicked someday. I tried my best to speak in a fierce tone. Unexpectedly, Peter just sneered. "All right. Stop bluffing. I bullied you, didn't I?" "Ha? Who bullied who? You... alm