An Jinsong only saw ng Chengyu smiling at the police.
"OK, thank you for your warning. I'll call you if you have anything to do."
That smile in the eyes of an Jinsong at the mont is the smile of the devil.
He didn't doubt what kind of end he would have. She would impose on him all the things he had done to their mother and son for so many years.
An Jinsong was taken away by her, because he was controlled, he could not resist the whole process.
ng Chengyu took him to the car and went ho. His neighbor saw that ng Chengyu really took an Jinsong back. His expression was strange.
But he didn't dare to take care of these things. If an Jinsong got mad, who knew what he would do? The neighbors had heard more than once that he threatened to kill their mother and daughter. Who dares to take care of it?
When ng Chengyu locked the door, she turned around and slapped an Jin Song in the face.
She also began to receive the training of the spirit group in these days. She chose the martial arts course by herself. She not only wanted to have the spiritual ability, but also had the absolute force.
When that slap went out, she only felt her heart incomparably free, there was a strange sense of peace.
An Jinsong body a loose, control is contact, but the mouth or sound, can only be hit to one side.
ng Chengyu just waved his hand, and he was forced to smash it out. ng Chengyu grabbed the ashtray he often used on the table and smashed it at his shoulder without rcy.
It's not good to smash your head. It's not so cheap.
An Jinsong calls every day not to work, calls the ground should not.
There was no way to make a howl. He could only hear the sound of blunt instrunt striking, and the sharp pain of bones coming out of his shoulder. He felt that hell was no more than that.
His face turned red, his cold sweat ca out in pain, and he held his shoulder in his arms and howled silently.
"When you hit my mother, when you hit , did you do the sa? Does it hurt? I'll ask you the hell if it hurts! "
At the mont, ng Chengyu's face completely beca a little ferocious.
As the psychologist said, it's not easy to control yourself.
At the sa ti, ng felt a chill in her heart, as if sothing had forced her to calm down.
But anger is intertwined with this state, and she inevitably becos irritable.
An Jinsong couldn't answer. ng Chengyu hit her every ti she asked. The ashtray is characteristic. Unless this glass material is hard hit on the ground, the bone will not be broken. You can imagine the pain.
And an Jinsong, more than once, directly took the ashtray and smashed it at her and her mother.
"Do you know how much I want to kill you, how much I want to kill you!"
ng Chengyu fought in general, but his tears still ca out.
Because too excited, too wronged, the original pain, now turned into hatred, she just want revenge.
An Jinsong was caught by her and smashed in a place, which hurt her heart, and soon that piece was all flesh and blood.
Seeing that he was out of breath, ng Chengyu plucked his hair and cald down.
She stood looking at an Jinsong, her eyes were cold, "do you think it's over now? Now, it's just the beginning. You'll get it later. "
An Jinsong was able to make a sound. He imdiately begged for rcy: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, Xiaoyu, my father was wrong, my father was wrong -"
I was wrong
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