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"Save ...... Help me. ”

Seeing Zheng Ming, he suddenly showed a terrifying sense of oppression. The woman's brain, which was anesthetized by alcohol, quickly came to her senses.

She kept screaming and crawled to the bedroom with her hands and feet together.

Suddenly, a pair of barefoot, sturdy calves stood in front of her. A look of fear flashed in her eyes, and she stopped climbing and raised her face to look up.

"What a pair of eyes those are!"

The woman looked at her with a stunned expression, and the young man in front of her who was like two people before, her heart sank suddenly.

has always behaved well-behaved and cowardly, no matter how much he vents his dissatisfaction, he will not resist, the young man who is like a punching bag, at this time his eyes flashed with a cold light that made her tremble physically and mentally, and looked down at her indifferently.

At this moment, a realization rose in her heart, and the young man in front of her had gone crazy. His eyes were more like a condescending look down than resentment toward a fellow human being.

That's right. She felt that the teenager at this time did not see himself as the same human being.

On the other side, Zheng Ming looked down at the woman in front of him who was bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He had recognized each other's temperament for a long time.

One set in front of people, one set after people. In front of people, she showed the image of a strict mother to Zheng Ming, a child who had nothing to do with it, but when there were no outsiders and the two were alone, all the dissatisfaction and pressure were poured out on him.

It is very unfortunate for Zheng Ming that his biological father is a person who is away from home all the year round and gullible to the wind.

It is precisely because of this that even if he has been suffering a life of two days, one scolding and three days for so many years, no one can tell him.

What's even more terrifying is that because of his father's perennial drunkenness and poor drinking character, he not only has to endure the beatings and abuses of his stepfather, but also has to be used as a punching bag by his father from time to time.

The emotions and hatred that have been suppressed at home all the year round finally broke out in silence, and at the same time as the illusion at this time, the boy who had suppressed himself for many years finally went berserk.

Zheng Ming still vividly remembers what happened that day, and the series of tragedies that followed. Fortunately, he was now in a fantasy world, and he had a choice that he didn't have at the time.

After a moment of trance, Zheng Ming's face was a little complicated and he squatted down, he pinched the woman's chin fiercely, and forcibly pulled the other party's frightened eyes towards him.

"I warn you, don't mess with me again."

As if hearing the trembling that Zheng Ming had suppressed in his tone, the horror on the woman's face turned into disbelief, and then into annoyance.

She felt that the young man in front of her was trying his best to suppress his fear, and because of fear, his voice trembled again and again.

"Brute. It's really the opposite. ”

After she screamed angrily, she curled her sharp nails and grabbed Zheng Ming fiercely, pinching her chin and arm.

The painted nails were deeply embedded in Zheng Ming's flesh and blood. Poured with blood, it exudes a delicate luster that is completely different from nail polish.

Feeling the visible tremor that Zheng Ming began to spread from his arm to his body, the woman showed a cruel smile, gritted her teeth and picked up the heavy mobile phone, and smashed it straight at Zheng Ming's face.

The corners of the mobile phone that exuded a metallic luster quickly enlarged in Zheng Ming's eyes. He knew that if he allowed this thing to fall between his eyes, he would definitely suffer unexplained injuries as a young man today.

The woman was rushing to give Zheng Ming an unforgettable lesson. Affected by anger and shame and residual alcohol, she didn't care if the attack would break the bridge of the opponent's tall and smooth nose or leave him an indelible scar.

It's a pity that she will be wrong. Zheng Ming's trembling was not due to fear, but because he was trying his best to suppress the killing intent gushing out of his chest.

Her series of attacks not only failed to frighten Zheng Ming, but completely ignited his anger.

Zheng Ming slashed a knife into the inside of the woman's arm holding the phone. Without hesitating to scruple the bloody left arm under his fingernails, he pushed forward with all his might.

Under this sudden burst of thrust, the woman's body lost her balance and was flipped to the ground.

The right knee pressed against the woman's right arm, whose fingertips were still dripping with blood and sticking to the flesh, and her left hand pinched her left hand, which was clenching the phone and waving wildly.

Zheng Ming was so desperate that he suppressed the woman under him, raised his right fist high, and a look of madness flashed on his face.

When the woman saw Zheng Ming holding up her bulging right fist, her eyes flashing with a cold glint, she was so frightened that she screamed again and again, and struggled desperately.

"Bang, bang."

Two muffled sounds rang out in quick succession, the first being the sound of fists colliding against the face. The second sound comes from the back of the head and the floor.

I saw that the woman's right cheek was swollen high and high at a speed visible to the naked eye. The glasses on his face turned into two lenses and scattered to the floor on the side.

"Ahhhh You dare to hit me, we're not done. ”

"That punch just now is for the insult I've been subjected to all these years."

Zheng Ming ignored the woman who roared like a beast and raised his right fist high again.

"This punch is for the misunderstandings and grievances I have suffered under your fanning over the years."

"Bang, click."

There was another muffled sound, and the hairpin on the back of the woman's head made a crunch and flew out. Her long brown hair suddenly fell apart.

Under her shaking head and struggling, the hair covered her high, swollen cheeks, and with her screaming and piercing cries for help, it gave people the feeling of a female ghost from hell.

"Brute, white-eyed wolf. Die. I curse you to die on the streets, and you won't die well......"

"This punch is for the beatings you've been beating all these years."

In Zheng Ming's cold voice, unforgettable hatred and unconcealed killing intent erupted.

Instead of falling, his fist was raised high and trembled. It seems to be accumulating strength.

Under the oppressive feeling of this attack, the woman, whose curse was already indistinct because of the swollen corners of her mouth, finally showed panic and timidity when she saw Zheng Ming's eyes as if she was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Let it go...... Let go of my ......"

Before she could think of her next words, Zheng Ming's fist slammed down with the sound of breaking wind.

She only felt a sharp pain in her face, and after a roar in her brain, her ears were filled with tinnitus.

"This punch is for the killing power you've shown me so many times over the years. For the scar from my right neck to my collarbone, the scratch on my right chest, the scar left by seven stitches on my forehead......"

As Zheng Ming counted the remaining scars of his body and mind, his right fist kept falling.

In Zheng Ming's continuous, as if venting attacks, wounds bloomed on the woman's swollen flesh and thin skin, spraying bewitching blood on their clothes and floor.

Feeling that the other party had given up struggling, Zheng Ming let go of the other party's right hand, which had long been unable to hold the phone.

I saw him holding the hammer in both hands, holding it high in the Ding, and said indifferently: "The last blow is for the hatred that I have buried in my heart over the years, as well as the nightmares that have plagued me for countless days and nights. ”

At this time, Zheng Ming's words sounded to the woman, as if they sounded on the far other side, distant, faint, but cold and piercing.

The woman, who was stimulated by this, suddenly condensed a faint brilliance in her trance-like eyes.

Out of the instinct of survival, he repeatedly shouted forgiveness.

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