Chapter 895

Wen Xiaoling lay on the bed and cried for a while, tears wet her cheeks, it slowly darkened, and she slowly fell into it.

When she woke up again, she was in a daze, and it was already ** o'clock in the evening.

After rubbing his red and swollen eyes, crying and sleeping, he was not very sad in his heart. Subconsciously called softly: "Mom......"

There was no response, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard outside the bedroom, like a chair in a hairdresser smashing to the ground. Accompanied by the cries of a mother, the shouts, the struggles, and the heavy gasping of a man.

"You let go of me!"

"Bastard...... Help ......"

Wen Xiaoling opened the curtain and walked out of the bedroom, and the next scene she saw made her sleepiness disappear completely, leaving only fear.

The roller shutter door of the hairdresser had been slammed shut, and the mother had been cornered, and the hairdresser's shampoo, hair serum, and combs and scissors were scattered on the floor.

And the person who forced his mother into a corner is named Niu Yong, who is a famous second-rate son in this area. In the past, I walked around the hairdresser as a whole, taking advantage of my mother.

Today, Niu Yong seemed to have drunk wine, and his oily leather jacket exuded a disgusting smell.

Fang Yuhong had been forced to retreat to the corner, Niu Yong grabbed her wrist, and her dirty big hand left two black circles on Yubai's wrist.

"Xiaoling, call the police!" Fang Yuhong saw Wen Xiaoling and immediately shouted.

Wen Xiaoling was already stunned, in fact, when an ordinary person faces an unexpected situation, not everyone can make the most correct response in the shortest time.

Wen Xiaoling couldn't, her ears were buzzing, and her brain was already blank. The only thing I could see in my ears was my mother's screams and the look of fear on my face.

Sting!

Niu Yong grabbed one of Fang Yuhong's sleeves, suddenly pulled hard, and tore off the sleeve of Fang Yuhong's arm.

A jade-white arm was exposed to the air, and Niu Yong watched this scene greedily, and saliva was already flowing from his mouth.

The wrist was grabbed tightly, no matter how Fang Yuhong struggled, he couldn't break free of half a point, this feeling of weakness made Fang Yuhong cry.

Tonight, when she was about to close the door, the drunken Niu Yong broke in, came up and did something to herself, and gave him a slap in the face, in exchange for his beastly behavior.

Fang Yuhong was already dead at the moment, she thought in horror, and looked at her daughter: "Xiaoling, save my mother's ......"

Wen Xiaoling's mind was still blank at the moment, she just subconsciously rushed behind Niu Yong, kicked with her feet, hit with her fists, tore Niu Yong's clothes, and said while crying: "You let go of my mother, you let go of my mother......"

Niu Yong waved his hand and pushed Wen Xiaoling to the ground with a wave of his arm. Wen Xiaoling fell to the ground and let out a cry of pain from her mouth.

Niu Yong glanced back, his eyes narrowed into a line, he let go of Fang Yuhong, and looked greedily at Wen Xiaoling's youth, but her breasts were already full enough.

Drunken walked over, and the light in his eyes was like a vicious dog eating corpses.

Wen Xiaoling almost didn't have the strength to stand up, she supported the ground with her hands and stepped back, crying with a whimper.

This vicious dog broke into here, and his mother and daughter did not have any strength to resist at all. It's a remote place, and my mother's personality doesn't like to socialize with people, and in this situation, no one can save herself.

Fang Yuhong saw Niu Yong walking towards his daughter, this scene was even more terrifying than Niu Yong forcing himself just now. She rushed over with a yell, slammed her body into Niu Yong, and roared, "You brute, brute!"

Fang Yuhong and Wen Xiaoling's mother and daughter are already small, and their height is less than 1.6 meters. And although Fang Yuhong is plump because of the passage of time, her weight is only about 100 catties.

Therefore, no matter what Fang Yuhong is, it is like a sheep attacking a tiger, and it will not play any role.

Niu Yong approached Wen Xiaoling step by step, Wen Xiaoling retreated in despair, her body hit the wall behind her, and she had no way to retreat. And her hand hurt, and she pressed a thing in her palm.

This is a pair of scissors.

Some cold scissors brought a little coolness to Wen Xiaoling's panicked and frightened heart.

She looked at Niu Yong in front of her with tears in her eyes, and thought to herself: Can she be humiliated by Niu Yong? Can I watch my mother being humiliated by Niu Yong? Myself...... Can you?

No.

The answer is extremely simple, for no reason, just a sentence that popped up inexplicably in my heart.

Then, don't be afraid.

Suddenly, Wen Xiaoling grabbed the scissors on the ground at a very fast speed, put her hands together, held the handle of the scissors, and stabbed Niu Yong's heart fiercely, and what burst out of her mouth were two words that should not have come out of the mouth of this delicate little girl at all.

"Die!"

Niu Yong was drunk, his consciousness was not very clear, of course he understood what he was doing? There is only the saying that wine is bold in the world, and there is never such a thing as drunkenness.

When he reacted, the scissors were already in front of him, Niu Yong hurriedly waved his hand, and the blade cut his palm, although Wen Xiaoling's scissors were knocked down, but the palm was cut into a bloody mouth.

"!"

slapped hard and fell on Wen Xiaoling's face, the pain made Niu Yong angry, and anger made him lose his mind. He grabbed the scissors on the ground and said viciously to Wen Xiaoling: "Lao Tzu killed you!"

Wen Xiaoling was knocked to the ground, the corners of her mouth were swollen, and her head was still buzzing for a long time. Tears and blood flowed down his face, flowing through the corners of his mouth, salty, warm......

She is so afraid, so hateful, hates Niu Yong, and hates her own incompetence.

Why, I am so useless that I can't even kill someone if I want to. Is it really so useless? Die, die, die, a person as insignificant as himself, I'm afraid that no one cares if he dies.

Wen Xiaoling cried, Fang Yuhong shouted, Niu Yong held the scissors and aimed the sharp part of the scissors at Wen Xiaoling's body.

In this closed, dilapidated, humble hairdresser, no one cares, everything, no one cares.

Crash!

At this moment, suddenly a somewhat noisy sound sounded, which was the sound of the roller shutter door being pulled up.

Niu Yong, Fang Yuhong, and Wen Xiaoling followed the voice at the same time and looked at the door.

The moment the roller shutter door was opened, the breeze outside the door also broke in, slightly expelling the heat and fear in the room.

Wen Xiaoling clearly saw that a person was standing at the door, listening to a black car behind him, the headlights were shining at the door, and the white light made Wen Xiaoling a little dazzling, making her unable to see the appearance of this person clearly.

I just feel that my figure is not high, about 1.7 meters, my body is thin and thin, I am wearing a white shirt, and I am gently lifted by the breeze that broke in from outside the door.

He stepped on the dazzling white light of the headlights, and walked in step by step, and the thin footsteps, stepping on the ground, made a heavy and steady sound.

He approached Niu Yong, Niu Yong barely reacted, the scissors had already changed hands, and immediately after, the scissors pierced Niu Yong's shoulder, first the left shoulder, then the right shoulder, and a demonic voice erupted in his throat: "Get out!"

Compared with Niu Yong's people, he is tall and big, his figure is thin, and compared to Niu Yong's fierceness, his appearance is quiet.

But at this moment, the two of them stood together, quiet and thin, but he looked like a tiger, while Niu Yong was like a docile sheep in comparison.

Niu Yong's wine woke up immediately, and even if a sheep was drunk, he would understand the horror of the tiger.

His gaze fell on Wen Xiaoling's face, slightly, and a sigh came out of his mouth.

Wen Xiaoling's head was still blank at the moment, and the blood on Niu Yong's body splashed on his face, making her dizzy and wanting to faint.

At this moment, she found that a palm was stretched out in front of her, this hand was clean and white, following this hand, Wen Xiaoling raised her head, and it was not until this moment that Wen Xiaoling could be regarded as seeing this person's face.

A fair-skinned, even a slightly pale face, with a delicate appearance at the corners of the nose and mouth, and a pair of black-framed glasses on his face, he is quiet.

Now, standing in front of him, his palm stretched out to him, and a soft phrase came out of his mouth: "Get up, sister."

This is a sentence that Wen Xiaoling didn't expect at all. She is an only child, and when she was very young, her father died, and her mother took her own life, and she lived a very hard life.

Of course, sometimes, I also think that it would be nice to have an older brother, so that when someone bullies me, there is an older brother who can stand up.

But Wen Xiaoling also knew that this was completely impossible.

And now, this thin man, with a quiet temperament, stood in front of him and said to himself, "Get up, sister."

Wen Xiaoling suddenly realized one thing at this moment, she seemed to have an inexplicable sense of closeness in her heart as soon as she saw this man, and some unspeakable material in her blood seemed to have awakened. And it seems that as soon as he came in, his hanging heart fell.

Ye Huan saved himself once, but the feeling that time was completely different from now.

Almost subconsciously, Wen Xiaoling rested her hand in the palm of the other party's palm. The warm and powerful palm gave Wen Xiaoling an inexplicable strength.

The man in front of him helped Wen Xiaoling fix her hair, bent down and patted the dust off her knees. He took out a scented handkerchief and wiped the blood off her face.

That cautious look, slightly amiable nervousness...... All this is a little inappropriate and embarrassing for a young man and woman who meets for the first time, but for Wen Xiaoling, there is nothing unusual about all this, as if everything should be like this.

After a long time, the man sighed, rubbed Wen Xiaoling's head, turned around, and his eyes fell on Fang Yuhong.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be here, it's really hard to find here, it's actually inappropriate for me to come...... Let's go, my mom wants to see you. ”