Originally, Xiong Chou thought that he and Park Hui would become good brothers for life, and it would be better to have one more person to take care of each other on the road of life than to be alone, but since the second semester of the third year of high school, everything has changed.

Xiong Chou's father is one of the top local capitalists, and almost everyone's jobs are linked to his company, and Pu Hui's father is no exception. Xiong Chou's father is not only a chaebol, but also an iron rooster, and he is also famous for accumulating money and squeezing workers.

During a construction project, Park Hui's father climbed more than a dozen floors to work. In order to save money, the company does not provide security measures. Park Hui's father fell directly from a height of dozens of meters in a trance due to being tired for too long.

When the ambulance rushed to the construction site, Park Hui's father had already choked his breath.

Park Hui didn't go to school in those days. Xiong Chou lay on the table, not sleeping, he raised his head from time to time, and would look at the empty table beside him.

A week or two later, Park Hui came to school again, but her face was haggard, her spirit was sluggish, and she obviously didn't sleep well.

Xiong Chou called him and he ignored him, and when he pushed his shoulder, he was stared at with hatred. Although it was only one glance, the out-and-out meaning was still hard to forget, and Xiong Chou only felt cold from his head to the soles of his feet.

He tried to talk and laugh with Park Hui, trying to understand what was going on with him, but Park Hui didn't make the same clumsy gestures as before, just said nothing coldly, as if there was not a person beside him, but air.

Xiong Chou couldn't get the answer he wanted from Park Hui, so he began to ask the people around him. Although his classmates didn't like him too much, they couldn't stand his repeated inquiries, and they still said something in a hurry.

When he finally understood what was happening, a monstrous hatred for his father swept through his body. At that time, he had not thought about killing people, and his hatred for his father had not reached such a great extent. He asked his father why he didn't do more to ensure safety on the construction site, and why he didn't pay some compensation when something happened.

Xiong Chou's father said: "Since you eat this bowl of rice, you should know its danger before this." Since he has chosen this industry, he should have the awareness of what happened. ”

"Can't your heart be softer?" Xiong Chou clenched his fists, held back his tears, and said calmly.

Xiong Chou's father squatted down, stroked his son's shoulders and said, "Son, this world is originally the law of the jungle. If you are good to others, others may not remember. The so-called bodhisattva's heart has no food to eat. ”

Since then, Xiong Chou has been alone again. He goes to school alone, sleeps on his desk alone, and leaves school alone. Only the various birds remained with him, chirping, as if softly comforting him.

And Park Hui has become more withdrawn. He went from an honor student to a poor student who was the third from the bottom. His eyes are always glazed, and he doesn't focus on anything. The teacher asked him questions several times in class, and only after calling him a dozen times did he realize that he was calling him, and the content of his answer was not the right one, which often caused the whole class to laugh.

Xiong Chou tried to reconcile with him, but Park Hui didn't care about the affairs of the outside world at all, and just blindly immersed himself in the pain of losing his loved ones.

It didn't take long for Xiong Chou to turn into an empty table again, and the eyes of his classmates looking at him were full of fear and hatred.

Xiong Chou was a little inexplicable, and wanted to ask his classmates, but found that his classmates subconsciously avoided him, with a trace of fear on their faces. So he skipped class and went to Park Hui's house to have a look.

The No. 49 hut in the old alley is being cleaned by the new family, and the Pu Hui family, who used to live here, has long since disappeared.

Park Hui suddenly disappeared. This made Xiong Chou feel a little frightened.

Although Xiong Chou doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the outside world, he has also heard about how his father deals with those troublesome family members. Often on the second day, those troublemakers disappeared, and such things happened more than once, so few people dared to make trouble with the Xiong family.

On Xiong's ugly face, he tried to show a smile. He asked the new residents, "What about the people who used to live here?"

A middle-aged man with thick glasses, hearing the question, stopped cleaning the courtyard, leaned against the gate and said, "You mean the orphans and widows? They moved out of here a few days ago." ”

"Do you know where they went?"

The middle-aged man looked left and right, and when he saw that there was no one, he immediately leaned over and whispered into Xiong Chou's ear: "I tell you quietly, don't tell others." He saw Xiong Chou nodded, so he continued: "I heard that the child's father died in construction, and the child's mother wanted a compensation fee to support her child to continue school, but the company did not agree. The child's mother made a fuss, which made the boss impatient, so he ......" He didn't say anything, but made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Xiong Chou's face was already pale. "They were killed?"

The middle-aged man put his index finger to his mouth, shhhhhh Aren't those bosses all doing this? The so-called big capitalists, hehe!" The middle-aged man sneered a few times, not noticing the face of the person who came.

"Where will they put the body?"

The middle-aged man continued mysteriously: "Do you still need to guess? Of course, the corpse has been destroyed. The bones are scattered in the east and west, or thrown directly into the bottomless river, and you can't find anyone. They are big people, and they have a way!"

A young man approached from a distance on a bicycle, and the middle-aged man immediately shut up. He picked up the broom again and began to finish the unfinished business.

Xiong Chou visited several of Pu Hui's neighbors in a row, and some of them recognized it as the young master of the Xiong family, but most of them still hadn't seen him in person, and they were just as mysterious as middle-aged people gossiping. Every time he visited a house, Xiong Chou's face turned pale, and when he visited it, his face was as pale as paper.

In the evening, to Papa Bear's surprise, his son sat at the dinner table with him. Papa Bear immediately told the young female model who was holding his arm to get out. He looked at his son with joy, he thought that his son had understood the truth of the law of the jungle and was willing to inherit his huge family business, so he said: "Son, have you figured it out? Do you think what I said is very reasonable?"

Xiong Chou didn't understand why his father said this, he just wanted to ask for evidence if his father really killed his classmates: "Dad, did you really kill Park Hui?"

Dad's smiling face immediately became cloudy: "Do you think I look like a murderer? ”

"But everyone else said you killed Park Hui's family. ”

"I've never had blood on my hands. ”

"And where did the family go?"

"How do I know?"

Papa Bear's anger jumped up, he slapped the table and stood up, and said, "Are you here today to question me?"

Xiong Chou didn't answer, but continued to ask: "You haven't killed anyone, but you sent your men to kill people, haven't you?"

Papa Bear didn't speak, and after a while, he said, "Someone always needs to clear the stumbling blocks on the road." ”

"I feel like you're a stumbling block in my life right now. Xiong Chou looked up and said very coldly.

Papa Bear's face instantly turned pale, he pointed to the door and said, "Get out, I don't want to see you again." ”

"I don't want to see you again. The brilliance in Xiong Chou's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he turned to leave.

Papa Bear looked at his back slowly leaving, a little depressed and a little sad, but he would not compromise with his son. The son still did not understand his father's good intentions.

Papa Bear thinks that one day he will come back crying and shouting.

But he didn't see the day.

As soon as Xiong Chou walked out of the door, Papa Bear heard a loud noise, which was the sound of birds flapping their wings. Outside the open door, there was a sudden rush of countless black things, flapping their wings and black feathers flying in all directions.

A flock of crows flew in and rampaged through the huge room. Their black eyes were full of rage, and their wings were constantly flapping, never resting. A very fat crow fluttered wildly around the table, sweeping the cutlery and candlelight everywhere.

A raven with ferocious eyes and arrows rushed into Daddy Bear's face, pecking a bloody hole in it.

Papa Bear's frightened eyes widened, his hands trembling over the wounds on his face, and he let out a pig-killing wail. He didn't understand what was going on, he just had an argument with his son, how could so many crows fly here? He was still panicking, confused, and confused, when a glass door and window behind him shattered with a clatter, and a crow with a pointed beak smashed straight into the glass and flew in. Its black feathers were covered with red blood, but it seemed unaware, and its eyes were still staring ferociously into the house.

Although Papa Bear's luxurious room is very spacious, it is also quickly filled up by crows. Almost every square meter of space was crowded with crows, and the black feathers were like black blood, fluttering all over the ground, directly covering the smooth floor with a black blanket.

A female scream echoed through the space in a terrible way. It's Papa Bear's beautiful model. Poor her, before she could enjoy herself, she was buried by an innumerable flock of crows.