A large truck suddenly accelerated and crashed into him, pressing past his legs, and the blood slowly spread to the ground.

The rain fell, and in the blink of an eye, the big truck was gone.

"Call an ambulance. ”

It was someone from the courthouse who shouted across the road: "Call an ambulance!"

There was more and more blood on the ground, and the person lying in the pool of blood was motionless, his eyes were open, his mouth was open and closed, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out......

Zhou Xufang glanced at the direction in which the truck drove away: "Uncle, do you believe in the will of heaven?"

Zhou Qingrang's eyes calmed down, looking at the blood-red eyes: "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." "Twenty-two years ago, he was the same, in a car accident on a rainy day, and his legs were crushed.

The raindrops became bigger and bigger, and the blood in the air grew thicker.

Zhou Xufang felt and said: "So, be a good person." ”

People are doing it, and the sky is watching.

Zhou Qing bowed his head: "Go back." ”

"Hmm. She opened her umbrella and pushed her wheelchair away.

Zhou Qing looked back, pushed most of the umbrellas that were leaning towards him to Zhou Xufang's side, and at the end, he made a phone call: "Team Cheng, my sister's case can be closed." ”

"Don't check it out?"

This case has been pending for several years.

He lowered his head and saw the raindrops converge into a stream and flow down the middle of the road, washing the ground with blood stains: "The murderer has been punished." ”

Criminal Investigation Team.

As soon as Team Cheng hung up the phone, Deputy Team Xing came over and said: "I just received a report, there was a car accident in front of Luo's house, and the big truck hit someone, and the hit-and-run happened." ”

The Locke family?

Team Cheng asked, "Who is the victim?"

"Luo Huaiyu. ”

The sun sets, and in front of the window, the spring rain drops tick.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the phone call from the hospital came, and after Jiang Zhi answered, he said to Zhou Xufang: "The person is not dead, his legs have been amputated and he has become a vegetative person." ”

Zhou Xufang was drenched in the rain, and just after washing, his face was still red, his eyes were misty and watery.

"What about the Luo family?"

Jiang Zhi took the towel in her hand and wiped her hair: "Luo Changfang asked people to pay for the hospitalization, and the one surnamed Luo did not come forward." ”

Those who hate can also be sad.

"He also did his own wrongdoing. Zhou Xufang looked up with a white face full of red tide, "Jiang Zhi." ”

"Hmm. ”

"It turns out that there is really retribution. ”

Jiang Zhi stopped what she was doing and wrapped her face in a towel and held it: "Do you think it's retribution?"

Zhou Xufang nodded.

Jiang Zhi rubbed her half-dried hair, the tips of the hair were very soft, and it seemed to touch the palm of his hand, slightly itchy: "You think it is, that is." ”

She believed and felt retribution.

"Eori," she tiptoed, her hands clutching the clothes on his waist, her eyes black and white, clean, "don't you do bad things in the future, okay?"

Jiang Zhi pecked at the corner of her lips: "I'm afraid that I will also be retribution-"

She immediately covered his mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense. ”

She was not superstitious before, but when she had a sweetheart, she was afraid of the east and the west.

Jiang Zhi grabbed her hand and kissed her palm: "Don't worry, a scourge of my level will be left for a thousand years." ”

She hugged him: "Promise me." ”

He was silent for a moment.

"Hmm. ”

This fool in his family, there is no retribution in the world, the darkest and most dangerous, but the human heart.

After putting Zhou Xufang to sleep, Jiang Zhi went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and called Qiao Nanchu.

"What did the police find?"

Qiao Nanchu said, "The surveillance did not capture the murderer's face, and the clues were broken." ”

Jiang Zhi snorted, unfazed.

"Jiang Zhi," Qiao Nanchu was outside, holding a cigarette in his hand, and didn't light it, "To tell you the truth, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Jiang Ori twisted the faucet to the right, and the sound of water drowned out his voice: "Yes." ”

Qiao Nanchu heard it: "Why the fuck are you so honest." ”

Cheng, he changed his words: "No." ”

Qiao Nanchu scolded him for being a bastard, and was silent, and finally said, "When I didn't ask." With that, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhi turned off the faucet, went back to the bedroom, lifted the quilt and lay down, and the girl sleeping in the corner of the bed immediately rolled into his arms and shouted half-asleep.

"Eori. ”

"Hmm. ”

She buried her head in his chest, rubbed it, and slept.

Jiang Zhi turned off the bedside light, hugged the girl in his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her forehead: "Good night, Fangbao." ”

What is retribution, it was Prophet Peng who came to avenge his son, and three days ago, he was allowed to leave prison.

Of course, the matter of leaving prison has the credit of Jiang Weaving. Retribution? Don't be stupid, he would rather fight evil with evil and fight violence with violence.

At ten o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door of the Jiang family's old house.

"Knock! knock!"

Like a drum, the people who came came beat it very strongly.

The Jiang family has the habit of keeping vigil, and it was Ah Ping who was on duty tonight, she was woken up from sleep, and got up to open the door: "Who? ”

There was still a knock outside the door.

Ah Ping opened the door and knocked on the lantern outside: "It's Miss Luo, why are you here?"

Luo Ying and the grizzled one, she said, "I came to find my aunt." ”

Tonight, Luo Changfang stayed in the old mansion for the night, Luo Yinghe had already been to Luo Changfang's other two residences before coming here.

"The second lady has slept—"

Luo Yinghe didn't finish listening, pushed Ah Ping away and ran in, shouting as he ran: "Auntie!"

The blessings in the courtyard saw the living and began to call.

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

Fulai was chained, Luo Yinghe was not afraid, bared his teeth at Fulai, and continued to shout: "Auntie, aunt!"

It was noisy outside, Luo Changfang didn't fall asleep, got up, walked to the yard, and was very displeased: "What are you yelling about, do you understand the rules." ”

"Aunt," Luo Yinghe ran over as if she saw a 'relative' and grabbed Luo Changfang's hand, "Auntie, you help me." ”

Listen, one aunt at a time, how good the whole feeling is.

Luo Changfang brushed her hand away: "What can I help you?"

Luo Yinghe's eyes were red, and she sold pitifully: "My house and jewelry have been taken away, and the card has been frozen, so I have nowhere to go." ”

The Locke family went bankrupt and was in debt, and she, the chairman, was also fired by the new owner, and all the assets under her name were repaid, and now she is poor and white.

Luo Changfang looked at her for a long time: "How do you want me to help you?"

Luo Yinghe looked happy: "You take me in, I can live in the Jiang family." ”

has also experienced strong winds and waves, why are you still so stupid.

Luo Changfang gathered the expensive mink clothes on his body: "You think the Jiang family is a detention center?"

Luo Yinghe knew that he couldn't cling to the Jiang family, the rich man, so he changed his words: "Then you give me some money, not a lot, just a few million." ”

Millions.

Luo Changfang smiled: "Am I a philanthropist?"

This tone is not to give money.

Luo Yinghe clenched her fists and resisted the urge to scold: "Auntie, you can't ignore me, I'm your niece." ”

Luo Changfang always greeted people with a smile, and the words he said were soft knives: "Yinghe, you are already an adult." ”

This old woman!

Luo Yinghe wanted to beat her, but endured, and she finally retreated: "Then I don't need money, you can get me a place to live and help me arrange a job, it's all right." ”

The Jiang family has a big business, even if they pick out the corners casually, it is enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for a lifetime.

Luo Changfang took down the bracelet in his hand and stuffed it to her, and his tone was superior: "It's worth some money, take it as a pawn."

Luo Yinghe looked at the emerald green bracelet in his hand and blew a breath of burning air: "You are calling it Huazi?" A broken bracelet of tens of thousands of yuan can also be handled.

"Aren't you?"

It was Jiang Fuli who came out, and glanced at Luo Yinghe with the eyes of garbage: "Ah Ping, don't let anyone in in the future." ”

Who's who?

Luo Ying tugged at the corners of her mouth: "I* your mother!"

She raised the bracelet in her hand, rushed up, and smashed it in Jiang Fuli's face.

Jiang Fuli was caught off guard, was hit on the bridge of his nose, and immediately screamed.

It's called, right?

The more she screamed, the more irritable Luo Yinghe became, and the harder she smashed the bracelet, and with a bang, the bracelet broke, and she immediately touched a stone from the ground.

Luo Changfang was stunned, and it took a long time to react, and hurriedly shouted to Ah Ping: "Pull her away!"

I'm sorry, but the irritable person can't pull it.

She took a stone and called at Jiang Fuli's head, and Luo Changfang also went to pull it, but was dragged by the hair. A manic patient kicked and smashed with her hands, she went crazy, blushing and baring her teeth, and if she hadn't used her mouth to scold, she would have pounced and bitten.

"You slut!"

"I'll kill you!"

"Old slut!"

"Little slut!"

"A pair of sluts!"

"It's all sluts!"

“……”

The pampered and powerless 'slut' mother and daughter: "......"

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