When he got home, Jiang Bai asked his mother to take Jiang Mo for a walk outside, and he would cook today's dinner.

The mother looked at her son, who was a head taller than herself, sighed in her heart, but didn't say anything, turned around, hugged her daughter and left the rental house.

Like the city's countless other urban villages, Shangliao is a gathering place for immigrants.

The vast majority of the indigenous villagers have moved out of the area to buy bungalows or villas in communities with better locations and more comfortable environments.

Therefore, the people who live here are basically not villagers.

However, the rent here is cheap, and the rent for a one-bedroom house in a high-rise community in the same area is at least 3,000 yuan, while a one-bedroom house in Shangliao Village is only 400 yuan.

For those who don't have money, saving a dollar is a breakfast when it's not enough.

Although Shangliao Village is dilapidated, there are many people living here, there are all kinds of shops, restaurants, barbecue KTV in the village, especially at night, when countless ants come home from work in the bustling city center, the nightlife here is their relaxation after a hard day.

Ordering a barbecue, drinking a beer, and shouting in a rough voice is already the best vent.

Even though it's April, the sky is still dark.

The streetlights and neon lights in the village have been lit.

Jiang Yihong dragged little Jiang Mo absentmindedly in the streets and alleys of the village.

What happened during the day today had a really big impact on Jiang Yihong, she could endure all the grievances and humiliations in the world, but she couldn't watch her son endure grief because of herself.

This afternoon's embarrassment, my son must have seen it all.

She looked up at the night sky.

The long night was coming, and the night that belonged to her seemed to have never left since she was twenty-one.

If Xiaobai hadn't followed him, would his life be better?

Jiang Yihong asked herself.

The answer is self-explanatory.

What she can give Jiang Bai, in addition to spiritual love, is actually very pale and powerless.

But this world has always been a fight.

Xiaobai has no father.

Hey—

Jiang Yihong didn't remember how many times she sighed today.

Jiang Bai, who was in a hurry in the rental house, suddenly looked up at the palm-wide window in the kitchen.

There was a pond outside the house, the water was green during the day, and it turned dark at night, and under the reflection of the street lamp, it flashed with an eerie light, and a frog suddenly jumped from the shore into the water.

Jiang Bai's heart suddenly ached.

seemed to sense the humiliation and embarrassment suffered by his mother in the afternoon, Jiang Bai and his mother were separated by a narrow time and space, but the emotions of mother and son were linked together.

If it weren't for herself and her sister, my mother's life would be a little more prosperous, right?

After all, the mother is so beautiful.

So beautiful.

As long as she is willing, as long as she beckons, her life will be worry-free, food and drink.

Hey, it's all your own fault.

If I had been better, my mother and sister would not have lived such an unbearable life with me.

Therefore, you must cultivate well, so that you can protect your mother.

We must realize our dreams and stand on top of the world, so that we can give our mother and sister a rich and glorious life.

Jiang Bai told himself secretly.

After cooking, Jiang Bai went out to find his mother and sister to come home for dinner.

Although he has a mobile phone, it is already summer in the south, the night sky is full of humidity and stuffiness, and the rental house is not breathable at all, and he also wants to go out for a walk and breathe in the fresh air outside.

He is familiar with the route of his mother's daily walks.

This is the village he has lived in since he can remember, except for the four years when he was in college, he lived in the dormitory of the school, this village should be his hometown, right?

He didn't know where his hometown was.

His mother never told him where her hometown was.

Of course, he didn't even know who his father was.

He never asked.

Because he knew that it was his mother's pain.

Many times, he told himself that where there is love, there is home.

Where there are relatives, it is the hometown.

Therefore, unlike those migrant workers who have hometowns, his feelings for Shangliao Village are very complicated.

There is love.

There is also hate.

When the word hatred floated in Jiang Bai's heart, he suddenly smelled a familiar breath in his nose.

Seemingly nothing.

Like a sword.

Murderous!

In the ten years he had lived on the planet Xuanwu, he was all too familiar with this aura.

Although it is a planet with blazing aura, like a fairyland, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

He was there for ten years of cultivation, relying on not only talent, but also killing, endless killing and fighting, stepping on the heads and blood of the enemy and asking the pinnacle step by step!

Jiang Bai is very familiar with this kind of aura.

He quickened his pace.

Almost immediately, he figured out the direction in which the murderous aura was coming from.

In a few breaths, Jiang Bai saw the figures of seven or eight gangsters in the distance, they seemed to be forming some kind of encirclement, and in the center of the circle, stood his mother Jiang Yihong and his sister Jiang Mo.

Mother seemed to have sensed something unusual.

She grabbed Jiang Mo tightly with one hand, and her eyes were firmly fixed on these people who were surrounding her.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Yihong didn't know these people.

Of course, there are many people she doesn't know in this kind of urban village area where the foreign population is concentrated. She was nervous because she saw the murderous and vicious light in their eyes.

"What do you want to do? You should ask your son what he did today!

The first to speak was a young man, about twenty years old, with shiny oily hair, slanted eyebrows and eyes, and black dragon tattoos on his arms.

"You-"

Jiang Yihong immediately understood that the other party was here to take revenge.

I couldn't beat Xiaobai one-on-one just now, and now I plan to bully more and get justice less?

"Old lady, it's good that you know in your heart, my brothers are also taking people's money and eliminating disasters today, your opponent has already said that after breaking your legs, the brothers will break your son's legs later, so please cooperate, okay?"

The tattooed man grinned in his mouth and narrowed the encirclement step by step.

Against an unarmed woman, this group of crumbs is really big enough.

"You guys get out, if you don't get out, I'll report Jing!"

Jiang Yihong's face turned pale and he shouted loudly.

The pedestrians around seemed to have a premonition that something was wrong, either watching from afar, or walking in a hurry, lest they could avoid it and bring disaster to themselves.

"You report!"

The tattooed man's eyes were full of provocation, as soon as his words fell, with a move of his right hand, the thug closest to Jiang Yihong ran away, and the volley was a kick, and he kicked Jiang Yihong quickly and fiercely!

The crowd of people watching around immediately let out a scream.

This castration is as fast as lightning, these gangsters are used to bullying people in the surrounding villages on weekdays, and the work of beating people has long been done by practice makes perfect, once the kick is made, this woman will either die or be injured.

"Mom!"

Jiang Mo screamed, and his cry tore through the night sky.