On the staggered Lishi Road, Zong Qi happily stepped out of the traceless footprints, holding a sugar painting stick in his right hand, on which the word "Ling" was drawn.

When Zong Qi went to his grandmother's house this morning, he happened to meet Lin Yunjue, who was chatting in the house. Lin Yunjue is still so kind, and the smile on his face bathed in the spring breeze always makes people feel happy. In the past, Gu Ling's laughter often brought Zong Qi a good mood all day long, but it was the opposite sex, coupled with the special relationship in his heart, this was a normal psychological effect. Lin Yunjue was the same kind of person to Zong Qi, but his laughter seemed to have the same magic power, making people relax their vigilance.

Zong Qi hadn't seen his grandmother's sincere smile for a long time, maybe there was really something changing people, troubles, pain, hatred, everything would be forgotten, like black smoke in a chimney, diluted by the wind.

The grandmother who was in a good mood specially made a sugar painting of the word "Ling" for Zong Qi, Zong Qi accepted it stupidly, staring at the sun with gentle eyes like water, and Ling in the middle seemed to never melt. Only then did he know that time is not omnipotent, and that a truly unforgettable memory will never be lost to any wind that tries to erase its existence, and that only by remembering can he live.

Brother Jue asked me to go back to school, and my grandmother, as an old man, kindly reminded me not to skip class. Zong Qi looked left and right, and couldn't get enough of the sugar painting in his hand.

Alas, what should I do if I am embarrassed to eat it, and I am afraid that it will spoil when I keep it? Zong Qi thought happily, and the pace of going to the school never stopped.

In the dark alley on the side, one hand dragged Zong Qi into the abyss like an eagle catching a chicken, and the defenseless Zong Qi was punched in the face before he could react to what was happening.

Zong Qi fell to the ground in embarrassment, bright red nosebleeds stuck between his lips and nostrils, and the brittle sugar paintings on his hands involuntarily fell into the sewage of the sewer. Zong Qi watched as "Ling" disappeared in front of him in a daze, and wild anger rushed into his mind like a volcanic eruption.

"Who the! Looking for death is not! Zong Qi's eyes widened with rage and roared hoarsely.

Another punch hit him in the face, and Zong Qi, who had not yet found an anti-phone opportunity, made close contact with the ground again.

"Your father, who else." Ermao spat at Zong Qi and kicked him hard in the stomach, "Boy, you've been jumping a lot lately, I don't know how to write dead words if I don't give you color." ”

Fingernails carved four blood marks on the palms of his hands, and Zong Qi's fists contained strong hatred: "Are you sick!" Why hit me for no reason? ”

"Why?" Ermao snorted disdainfully, "What did you do, you wouldn't know it yourself?" ”

"What did I do? What did I do! ”

"Who knocked over Brother Biao's table? Who tore up Brother Biao's book? And who wrote grandson on the blackboard? Well?? As he spoke, Ermao kicked Zong Qi again.

"I don't know who did it! I didn't do it! ”

"You didn't do it?" Sanha grabbed Zong Qi's hair with great sarcasm, and pressed his index finger threateningly in front of Zong Qi's pupils, "Even if you don't admit it, you know how to pretend to be garlic every day." ”

"I didn't do it!! I said"

Zong Qi roared and spewed out spittle stars all over Sanha's face, Sanha didn't wipe it, he dragged his index finger into a fist, and slowly exerted force backwards.

Sun Xinbiao stopped him, motioned to Sanha to get up, and occupied Sanha's position by himself.

A punch quickly penetrated into the muscles between Zong Qi's stomach, and Zong Qi almost vomited out last night's meal. Sun Xinbiao faintly looked down at Zong Qi, who had a painful expression, and there was no pity in his eyes.

"I don't care if you did it, but if you did something like that, damn it. Didn't you always want to avenge Gu Ling? It's not that you don't know that the people who harmed her are already in the Xichang Continent, why don't you go find them? Lose your temper on me, do you really think I don't dare to do anything to you? ”

Ling...... Ling...... The vision is a little blurry.

"Fart! You're all murderers! You killed Ling! I must make you pay for your life, I must let you pay for your life! ”

The Zong Qi in front of him completely turned into a shrew shouting and scolding on the street, losing his thinking, losing his reason, and his terrifying appearance even made Sun Xinbiao feel a trace of psychological fear.

I can't keep him anymore.

Sun Xinbiao was ruthless, got up and retreated, a little beating void ball appeared in the palm of his right hand, and in an instant, a pitch-black burning iron rod appeared out of thin air.

C-tier ability, Hoop Stick.

Sanha was shocked: "Brother Biao, if you hurt people with strange abilities, you will be sentenced." ”

Sun Xinbiao was already carried away by emotion, and said viciously: "I'm about to enter the gang, who the cares about the law?" This kid is determined to kill us, if he doesn't do it now, will he have to wait for him to bite us back later? ”

Sanha was speechless and took a few steps back to make way for space.

Sun Xinbiao raised his stick high and aimed at Zong Qi to prepare for a blow to the head. He believes in his own abilities, and he also knows that Zong Qi has no abilities, and if this stick goes down, Zong Qi's head will definitely explode like knocking a watermelon, and then this situation will become a horror movie that can never be erased in his life.

It's like the corpse next to the school building.

The raised hands trembled slightly, and Sun Xinbiao's heart beat violently, pressing the fear tightly in his heart to prevent him from running wildly.

This is the real thing that is going to happen, not watching TV, not dreaming, not something that ends in an instant, thinking, becoming extremely thorough, the brain seems to be heating, afraid, fearful, confused, like ants in the abyss keep crawling all over the body.

Sun Xinbiao sadly found that when he really realized what he was going to do next, he found that it was so difficult to act. But whether in terms of face or future life, the benefits of this stick far outweigh the disadvantages, and he is going to become a member of the underworld, isn't this kind of thing a daily life? Shouldn't such a thing as killing someone be as easy as drinking water?

What's holding me back? Is it Gu Ling...... I've said it all, it's none of the business with me! Don't bother me anymore! Die! Die!

Sun Xinbiao's expression was as hideous as a demon, and the stick in his hand burst out with great power.

Will you regret it? No, it won't, it's all his fault!

Bang! The bullet hit the burning iron rod accurately, and the powerful impact force made Sun Xinbiao's tiger mouth crack, and the stick fell to the ground with a sound.

"Everyone squats down with their heads in their hands!" Outside the alley, the sudden people's police raised their pistols and controlled the field with high voices, strictly preventing the strange ability from committing murder again.

"Why did the police come? To run or not to run? Sanha looked at the dark muzzle in shock, a little at a loss.

In Yunbang's ability law, the police have the right to use guns against criminals who commit abnormal crimes, and if the criminals cause property damage or endanger the lives of others, they can directly shoot them on the spot.

No matter how fast it is, it can't escape the bullet. Sun Xinbiao was silent, slowly squatting down with his head in his hands, and seemed to see tears in the corners of his eyes dimly.

Public Security Bureau.

A policeman in blue clothes and black pants came out of the interrogation room and walked to Lin Yunjue, who had been waiting for a long time.

Policeman: "You're Zongqi's cousin?" ”

"Yes."

Policeman: "What about the child's parents?" ”

"His mother was hospitalized in a car accident, and his father was working in another place."

The policeman gave a sigh of encouragement and went straight to the point: "Zong Qi's current situation is not optimistic, the injury is not serious, but the psychology seems to be stimulated, and he shows strong resentment towards the other three, and he is abusing each other from beginning to end, to be honest, it is the first time I have seen a child's emotions so extreme." ”

"And how are the other three now?"

Police: "Temporarily detained for inspection." The person using the ability was under the age of 14 and had attempted to commit a crime, so his ideological education would take a little longer than the other two. ”

"Oh, the little bully has a hopeful follow-up, but what about the victim, Zongqi? What did he do? ”

Policeman: "The compensation is certain, but with the way he is now, I am afraid that it will adversely affect him in the future, and I recommend psychological treatment for minors." ”

"It seems that this is the only way to go."