The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

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He turned around, picked up the baseball bat, walked over step by step, pushed open the bedroom door, and a man was leaning over his mother.

"Shut up! Bitch! Let me tell you, your husband has already mortgaged this house to us. We came here today to collect the house. You will pay back the money he doesn't pay. If you are obedient, Can suffer less..."

Zhou Mu dragged his grandma to the sofa and got up from the ground. As soon as he reached the door of the bedroom, he saw Cheng Zhen raised a baseball bat high and smashed it down on the back of the man's head.

He went over and over again, exhausting all his strength. During this process, his mind went blank, only the scene of his father lying in the morgue pale and pale, and the scene of being humiliated with his mother and grandma were played repeatedly, reminding him that his family was ruined. of this fact.

The man slid to the ground like a dead dog, blood splashed on Cheng Zhen's face, Zhou Mu screamed, rushed over and hugged him.

"Senior Cheng! Cheng Zhen! Orange Juice!! Stop it!!"

The familiar voice seemed to flash across his world like a ray of light.

The young man blinked his eyes and tears came down. He sniffed his nose and subconsciously wiped away the tears, but he wiped the blood all over his face. The smell was so strong that he almost wanted to vomit.

He came back to his senses and looked at his blood-stained hands in disbelief, and there were some dots of white sticky substance on the baseball bat.

He turned his eyes to the man, and the blood spread from the back of his head, soaking the wooden floor of his house.

He cautiously leaned over to sniff the man's breath, and suddenly his whole body trembled, as if he had been electrocuted, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground, and the baseball bat in his hand fell to the ground.

"I...killed...I killed..."

Zhou Mu wanted to go over to help him, but Cheng Zhen pushed her hand away, and even scrambled and ran to the door, and she also rushed out. Seeing that he was about to disappear from her vision, she could only stop helplessly. Down, crying, shouting his name hoarsely.

"Cheng Zhen, I have already called the police...don't run away...let's...let's turn ourselves in."

A siren sounded faintly in the distance.

Zhou Mu lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, panted heavily, and tears fell drop by drop on the ground.

Seeing that he could run out of the villas in less than fifty meters, Cheng Zhen stopped and let the police put him down on the ground, handcuffed him, and tears flowed silently.

When he was about to be escorted into the police car, he looked back.

"Comrade policeman, I want to have another word with her."

The policeman took a look at Zhou Mu and let him go.

Cheng Zhen walked over, seeing how hard she was crying, and wanted to hug her, but it was inconvenient to be in handcuffs, so he could only gently wipe away the tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, but he forgot that his hands were covered with tears. There was blood, and a dirty fingerprint was left on her fair face.

He desperately wanted to wipe her clean, but he could only get dirtier and dirtier.

The girl grabbed his wrist, choked up and shook her head.

His eye sockets suddenly turned red, and he lowered his arms slumped.

"I'm sorry, Zhou Mu, and... thank you."

After Cheng Zhen finished speaking, he turned around and left, and got into the police car under the **** of the police. Zhou Mu shouted at his back with tears:

"Orange juice, I'll wait for you, I will always wait for you."