[Yu Yu, are you okay? Why did something happen as soon as I went to Jingcheng? Should I go back to city a? Mom always felt uneasy when you were alone? 】

Song Yu sat in the taxi, watched this text message from Song's mother, thought for a while, and replied.

[No, my grandmother took good care of me. This time I'm self-willed, sorry mom. 】

I waited for a long time and did not reply. It is estimated that Song's mother is busy now.

Song Yu turned the page switch into a navigation map.

The July weather in Jingcheng is hot, and the cicadas are hoarse.

After getting out of the taxi, Song Yu looked at the surrounding environment and walked in the shade.

This alley can be seen, and there are scattered vegetable leaves on the ground. It is estimated that it is still a vegetable market in the morning. The buildings next to the street are old and you can see the blackened walls and the peeling lime when you walk in. All kinds of "heavy money for children" are posted on the telephone poles, and I don't know who spit on the leaflets scattered on the floor. There were few vehicles along the way, and most of the scolding from women was heard.

Depressed, poor, and noisy, Xie Sui grew up in a place where he lived.

Song Yu bypassed this alley, which was a normal street.

He guessed that Xie Sui was working now, so he walked along the street.

When he found Xie Sui, it was in front of a small restaurant, but something seemed to have happened.

Some people surrounded the street.

In the center is a fallen bicycle and scattered potatoes and peppers. Xie Sui is squatting down to pick up vegetables in silence. A woman holding a child next to him stands and yells.

"My child and I walked down the street so well, and he ran into him riding a bicycle. This vicious boy deliberately, my child is so young, he wants his life!"

"That car almost hit my child! He didn't have eyes? He did it on purpose!"

"What's wrong with my family? I met her and her mother."

"It's a bitch. He was born to a bitch. He seduce a man as soon as his mother came over. He is not a good guy. A bad, vicious bastard, I really don't know what kind of good intentions the old woman is doing. "

Dirty words came out of the woman's mouth.

Xie Sui's back squatting on the ground was stiff and fragile, and her black hair fell to cover her expression. When the woman said of his mother, the boy's fingers fisted instantly and raised his head like a trapped animal and shouted: "My mother doesn't!"

His aura frightened the woman, she took a step back, and immediately raised her throat: "Look, look, this **** is showing his true colors! He's hitting someone! He's going to hit someone!"

Xie Sui gritted his teeth as if to stand up.

The woman yelled even louder: "The **** hit someone!"

In the next second, Xie Sui was kicked on the head by a tall adult man walking out of the crowd.

"Livestock!"

At this time, Xie Sui was fifteen years old, and his body was thin, and he was kicked on a side pillar with this foot, rubbing his forehead and bleeding.

An adult man stepped on Xie Sui's hand: "I hit someone, and want to hit someone?"

The people onlookers started to point.

"Originally I thought he was pitiful, but now I feel that the poor man must have something to hate."

"To be hated by everyone, you should find the reason from yourself."

"Xie Sui is really vicious-hearted when all such small children are going to do it."

"The old woman can send him away, like a disaster star, there hasn't been any good thing with him here."

The woman was still cursing there: "I almost hit my child to death and wanted to beat me! Nothing! Nothing! Whoever calls the police, he should stay inside for a lifetime and don't come out to harm people. "

Song Yu came all the way, heard her clearly, and squeezed the crowd to see this scene.

For Xie Sui, such things happen countless times every day, slandering, insulting, and beating.

The original author repeatedly emphasized his miserable childhood in order to shape his extremely fragile and sensitive heart and pave the way for emotional play. Let the attack one attack two attack three use words to soothe his trauma. It's funny, just a few words, but for the traumatized Xie Sui, it is so cherished to the point where he can die. So sick, everyone in the book is.

The adult man still feels righteous, and he triumphantly wants to slap Xie Sui: "You have no father and no mother. I will be your father and teach you how to be a man."

Song Yu picked up a few marbles on the ground and threw them on his face.

One of them almost caught the eye, and the adult man yelled in fright, took a step back, and let go of the foot on Xie Sui's hand.

"Who beats me!"

Angrily, he looked up and saw Song Yu, annoyed with anger: "Your boy is his classmate, isn't he—I even taught you today!"

He rolled up his sleeves, aggressively, and strode over. The deterrent power of an adult man was quite sufficient, but Song Yu didn't look at him from start to finish, he was on the phone.

"Hello 110, I want to call the police."

"On Lianyun Street, there was a fight. An adult man bullied a high school student and was about to beat him to death. Come on!"

The police over there seemed to be still asking for details.

Song Yu yelled at the phone: "That high school student is me! You don't care if someone is killed?"

Everyone: "..."

beep.

Hanging up, Song Yu stared at the adult man coldly.

His call to the police was too nasty and scared the crowd of onlookers. The adult man also stood three steps away and was stunned, his fists couldn't go down.

Song Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him, walked straight forward to the mother and son, and said to the child who had been hiding behind his mother: "Put out your hand."

The woman screamed like a chicken, "What are you going to do!"

Song Yu jumped over him and directly pulled the child out, then spread out the palm of his hand and held a slingshot in his hand.

The woman turned pale instantly.

Song Yu laughed: "Oh, okay, kid, shoot the marbles very accurately." He tilted his head and said to the woman: "Auntie, I'm asking for benevolence, I'm calling the police. Look at the last person detained. ."

All the onlookers were silent at this moment. It can be seen to the naked eye that there is a very obvious mark of marbles on Xie Sui's face, and it is right now, if he is more unfortunate, he may be blind.

The woman looked flustered: "What's wrong with my child playing marbles? He is only five years old. What does he know!"

Song Yu: "He doesn't know something, his mother always knows."

The child was so frightened by Song Yu's face and tone that he burst into tears.

When he cried, the woman instantly became emboldened, and she cursed like: "I think you are in the **** gang raised by that bitch. One hit and beat someone, and the other turned upside down. Black and white bully my mother and son. Sure enough, the uneducated people play with the uneducated people. A nest of snakes and rats are all the same stuff!"

"You are also a **** with a heart and a stomach!"

Song Yu looked at her mean brows and said lightly: "You can save some energy and wait for the police to come and explain."

The woman yelled: "My child is only five years old and he doesn't understand anything. What is he afraid of! Xie Sui is a mother who died early, an uneducated son, and his heart is very poisonous." No mention of bicycles now. Hit her.

Song Yu laughed angrily, handsomely: "Auntie, I'm fifteen years old now, I'm underage, and I don't understand anything too-what am I afraid of?"

He moved forward, his pitch-black eyes showed a deep chill: "I am not afraid of killing."

The woman was completely muted at this moment, those vicious words swallowed in her belly, she took her child by the hand, and stepped back, "Mad, crazy..."

Song Yu ha ha.

Sitting on the ground Xie Sui raised his head and looked at Song Yu Junxiu's profile in the midst of July, thoughtfully. He didn't have time to pretend that he was frightened and sad at the age of fifteen, and his eyes were deep cold under the broken black hair, like gorgeous and cold gems.

Xie Sui expressionlessly stretched out his hand and stained the blood on his forehead, suddenly feeling dull.

In order to make that family's life worse than death, suffered these injuries.

.......It's a loss.

After a while, a pair of stylishly dressed men and women walked out of the mall across the street. The man had a big belly and the woman was mean. The woman was stepping on high heels, cursing at the ghostly weather in Jingcheng. When she arrived in front of the car, her face suddenly changed. She screamed when she looked at the spider webs smashed out on the windows of tens of millions of cars bought.

The woman on this side of the street was so bluffed by Song Yu that she dared not scold loudly, so she could only scold secretly. She was not afraid at all, and she had the confidence to open her eyes and close her eyes to let her son shoot at Xie Sui who was riding a bicycle. Her son is only five years old, so young, what's the fear?

Song Yu went to help Xie Sui: "Are you okay?"

Xie Sui gazed at his hand for a long time, condensing the thoughts and doubts in his eyes, and said weakly, "Thank you."

Song Yu really felt sorry for the protagonist and sighed, "You have to go to the hospital this time." Xie Sui's injury looked really hideous, his forehead was bruised, and the blood kept flowing.

Song Yu leaned over and there was a very faint fragrance.

In fact, this injury is really a pediatrics for Xie Sui. When he was a child, for a little money, he used a knife to help the gangsters in the street, bleeding injuries were a habit. Later, Xie Shao became a city, and he encountered those disgusting things-he was kidnapped and assassinated. I have robbed and jumped over the sea, and now this little injury is really not enough.

He didn't care in his heart, but his face showed forbearance.

Xie Sui nodded.

The pale face was silent, and Song Yu felt distressed.

The sound of the police car rang from the end of the street.

When all the onlookers looked at the police.

A woman came over from the opposite street aggressively and slapped the woman holding the child.

Snapped.

The woman's expression was stunned, she was so swearing and cursing, but she had never been directly used.

People were beaten up.

The woman crossing the street raised her child's hand and looked at the slingshot, furious! He raised his hand and slapped the child again.

"Are you a bitch?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" The child cried even louder.

The woman also had red eyes, anxious: "What are you **** doing—ah!"

Snapped!

It's another slap.

The owner of a luxury car is also a pungent owner. Hearing the word slut, how could she bear it, she yelled: "Why don't you ask what your mentally retarded son did? He broke my car! Tens of millions! Can you afford it, a hillbilly!"

Tens of millions. At this moment, the woman really fell into the ice cellar. Just now when her son was hitting Xie Sui with marbles, Xie Sui was crossing the road, and she didn't even notice if she hit the car next to her.

Regret and anxiety are overwhelming, she can only bite the bullet and mutter: "Our child is only five years old...not sensible..."

The owner of the luxury car took a step forward with anger, but his high heels guessed the marbles on the ground, and a dog ate **** and fell directly to the ground.

She was in a terrible mood, her already violent and arrogant temper reached its peak at this moment.

Several policemen got off the police car. They are still looking for the high school student who is "being killed".

Then I heard a woman's roar: "The police are here? That's great, we're never done with this thing, blame your uneducated bastard! What a stupid thing! I don't understand! The old lady is not sensible!"

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