When the tattooed man heard it: "Yo he, it's quite filial, I'll come to you!" It was a slap in the face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ai Shuqi's nose instantly flew out of blood, flowing to the neckline, the chest was bright red, half of his face was beaten out of instinct, the tattooed man turned his head and asked Ai Ruoxi: "Do you have any money!" ”

Ai Ruoxi's face was distorted, like a bitter ghost under the eighteenth layer of hell, his body bent, and he knelt down again: "A few big brothers, a few grandfathers, I beg you, I kowtow to you, you spare us......"

The thugs laughed, and the bald head stuck out and kicked him in the ass: "Like a dog!" ”

"I'm fighting with you!!" Ai Shuqi roared from the bottom of her heart, struggling with all her strength, her eyes were about to spurt blood, and she glared at the tattooed man fiercely!

"With whom!" The tattooed man shook his hand and slapped again, beating Ai Shuqi to the stars, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

Ai Shuqi's mouth was full of minced meat, flesh and blood flowed out from between his teeth, his mind was blank, he had long forgotten the pain, and his bloody mouth was roaring and screaming, the scene was extremely miserable, but this aroused the satisfaction of the tattooed man even more, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, looking at how successful he had made this father and son~

"Please, don't beat my son, don't beat ......" Ai Ruoxi's face was mixed with blood and tears, and fell to the ground and with the dirt. I'm kowtowing to you, I'm kowtowing! ”

"Dad! Don't, don't kowtow to these brutes! Ai Shuqi's throat had already split, and shouting it out made people goosebumps in their ears.

The tattooed man listened uncomfortably, "Don't scream!" ”

"Smack!" A heavy slap on the door almost knocked Ai Shuqi unconscious, if someone hadn't been holding him, he would have collapsed on the ground, and half of the tattooed man's arm was also splashed with blood.

"Don't hit my son!" Ai Ruoxi's forehead hit the ground hard.

"Boom!"

His forehead collided with the blood on the ground, and Ai Ruoxi kowtowed hard, begging bitterly. Ai Shuqi was already stunned, her mouth kept bleeding, and she watched her father kowtow to them, moaning with all her might: "Don't ...... Don't give them ...... Kowtow...... Father...... It's all mine...... Wrong ......"

The bald head next to him coaxed: "Okay! One more knock! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

"Come again, one for each person!"

"Please don't hit my son......"

"Boom!"

"Please don't hit my son......"

"Boom!"

……

The tattooed man admired it, and when he was almost finished, he slapped Ai Shuqi in the face again: "I want money, you kowtow to dry wool, do you have any money?" ”

The blood was already dripping from Ai Shuqi's feet, and he could only be moaned by others.

Ai Ruoxi's heart was like being held hard, it was about to be pinched, and every slap on Ai Shuqi's face smacked his heart fiercely.

"Smack!" The tattooed man slapped him again, his arms were extremely strong, and the muscles under the tattoo were intertwined and bulging high.

"Ask you again, do you have any money!"

"Yes! Rich! Ai Ruoxi hurriedly shouted loudly, opened the drawer, took out all the change from it, and rummaged through his pockets, all of which were five or ten yuan, all of which were given to the tattooed man.

"There is only so much, it is all for you, please let him go......"

"Just a little money, this time I will spare you first, educate your son well, and dirty your master's hands."

"Yes, yes, yes......"

The tattooed man saw that it was almost done, washed the blood off his hands, took the people away, and before leaving, he took an apple and a plate of bananas in his mouth, and ate it as he walked to the next house.

Ai Shuqi lay on the ground with a weak body, lying in her own blood.

The bald head and the others spat on one of them.

"Phew!"

"Be honest in the future!"

"What father has a son, a family coward!"

"You pay me six hundred next month, and then let Lao Tzu collect the money and smash your stall!"

“……”

Ai Ruoxi picked up his son, washed the blood off his son's face, and changed into clean clothes, the house was tossed and messy, Ai Ruoxi was used to being bullied, and it was common to be kicked and slapped a few times, but his son was still young and couldn't stand such an insult, he wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he suddenly couldn't hold back his tears and cried: "It's all my incompetence and failure to take care of you and your mother......"

Ai Shuqi sat on the ground in a daze, her face still swollen, her eyes looked at the place where the gangsters left, and she didn't say a word.

After a long time, Ai Ruoxi saw that something was wrong with his son, and he was afraid that his son would leave a shadow in his heart, so he said: "Child, are you okay, don't scare me......"

Ai Shuqi's hoarse voice said: "Dad, you believe me, sooner or later, one day, I will let them get retribution!" ”

Ai Ruoxi was frightened when she heard it: "Don't don't, don't, don't, we can't afford to mess with them." ”

Ai Shuqi stabilized her mood and forced a smile: "Don't worry, I will be very calm and will not cause any more trouble for our family." ”

He looked at the hut, the house was surrounded by walls, and it was difficult to find even a decent piece of furniture, and Ai Shuqi swore that he had caused all this, and that he must use his own hands to change all this.

"Dad, it's not your fault, I know it's all caused by me, I think who those people were just now, why are they so crossy?"

"The underworld of this generation is all following Fan Qingyun."

Ai Shuqi blurted out: "Fan Qingyun? ”

"Yes, now that the entire Hangu City is under his control, and the people under him are no longer fighting and killing, they have time to bully the people, and it is getting more and more difficult these days......"

Ai Shuqi couldn't help but think of Zhang Qigang, who was scrapped because of a game of chess.

A game of chess!?

Ai Shuqi's heart was shocked, if a game of chess can change fate and play with people in applause......

Then I, Ai Shuqi, are by no means weaker than Fan Qingyun!

Ai Shuqi quickly thought of a strategy in his heart, but this kind of thing must not be rushed, dealing with the underworld, every move is a dangerous move.

Ai Shuqi has a spectrum in his heart, seeing that his father is restless, he knows that he is heartbroken for himself and for his income, and the underworld comes to sweep every day, and he doesn't know when he will be a head, and now his father's psychological burden and shadow are much greater than mine.

Ai Shuqi didn't want his father to think too much, so the topic changed: "Is there food at home, I'm hungry." ”

"Yes, I didn't eat it either, let's eat it together......"

Ai Ruoxi turned around to take the meal, and the two of them had nothing to talk about during the meal.

Ai Shuqi struggled for a long time in her head, and finally opened her mouth: "Dad, can I ask you something." ”

Ai Ruoxi stopped the chopsticks in his hand, his son had never spoken in such a tone, and he was a little incomprehensible for a while: "What's wrong?" If you have something, just say it. ”

Ai Shuqi didn't know how to say it, so she didn't speak for a long time.

"What's the matter, say, is there no money?"

"No, I have enough ...... to spend"

Ai Ruoxi asked worriedly: "What is that, you say, ...... child?"

"Can I ...... Playing chess......" Ai Shuqi spoke in a very small voice, almost like a mosquito in the end.