The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 130

Austin's guess was correct. The scene just now was being replayed several times in her mind. It was not the first time she had seen murder, but it was the first time for her to witness such a bloody and cruel scene. Therefore, she could not calm down in a moment and needed some time to regain her consciousness.

Seeing Austin's glance at her, she felt her heart almost stop beating and a terrified look came back to her face once more.

Only at this moment did she understand what kind of person she had dragged into her troubles now. Maybe the words 'murder maniac' could best describe him now!

'Has she been scared out of her wits?'

Austin frowned slightly. He used the Wind-commanding Skill and with a single jump, moved to the young girl's side in just a few seconds.

The young girl walked backwards to keep away from Austin. Her long eyelashes kept shaking as if she was seeing the ultimate definition of fear.

"Don't kill me, please! I beg you!"

Seeing her pitiful and frightened expression, Austin smiled secretly in his heart, 'What a scared little rabbit!'

"Why did you frame me up just now? Tell me! Be quick!"

Austin intended to scare her, and asked her fiercely, showing an angry look on his face.

"I...... I...... I did not do that on purpose. I don't want to die! You...... Please don't kill me! Wahhhh...…"

The young girl suddenly started crying loudly in fear. Seeing her weeping so loud, Austin squinted his eyes and felt speechless.

'What the hell did this girl mean by shedding tears? She was a big girl now, why was she crying without a reason?'

"That's fine. Now please don't cry. I was kidding just now!" Austin tried to comfort her but did not meet much success.

"Look at me! Do you think I am such a bad person! I won't kill you!" Austin tried his best to gently say these words but

the young girl did not stop crying. Austin looked around and tried to say other things to calm her down. However, besides saying 'don't cry', he did not know what else he could say.

He felt like he was coaxing a little kid of four or five years old.

The girl kept on crying for a long time before she finally stopped.

"Are you serious? You won't kill me, right?" She sobbed.

"Yes, of course. I won't kill you. I am not a random murderer or a serial killer."

Austin shrugged his shoulders and started to examine the wound on her neck.

"There's a cut on your neck. Are you feeling well?"