"Son, what are you doing?"

"Dad, it's okay, I just accidentally hit the door, I'll go to sleep right away."

"Don't go out again, go to bed early."

"Okay, Dad."

As he spoke, the boy walked slowly downstairs, the boning knife in his hand dyed blood-red.

Zuo Hao ran all the way to the bedroom on the second floor, which was the boy's own room, and as soon as he entered, he locked the door and sat on the edge of the bed with his back against him.

She quickly tore the sheets to tie her wounds, and then remembered the look she had seen.

"There is prey that comes to the door by itself, Dad, I can't help it."

"I want to see how much this prey's heart weighs."

This boy is actually a pervert, and he also has a strong killing fishing net (afraid of being harmonized, not a typo).

Zuo Hao tied up the wound tremblingly, touched his somewhat red and swollen forehead, the collision just now really hurt to death, and he was stupid, he would have gone downstairs if he knew it, or he would have come back tomorrow.

Just when Zuo Hao was still feeling sorry for himself, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

A miserable white face suddenly appeared at the door of the room, still glowing, Zuo Hao almost screamed, this guy actually used a flashlight to slap himself, scared to death.

"I'm so disappointed that I didn't scare you."

The young man exaggerated a regretful expression, then gently closed the door, leaned his back against the door, held a flashlight in one hand and a boning knife in the other, and said slowly: "I actually threw myself into the net, but I haven't heard you speak for so long, it won't be a dumb person, right?" ”

"It's a bit boring to be a prey that can't speak."

"Why are you tearing my sheets? Daddy is going to be angry, isn't he? ”

"Why don't you spread your skin on the bed and let me sleep peacefully."

The young man talked a lot to himself, but he still didn't get a word from Zuo Hao.

She tried hard to scare the teenager with the camera, this passionate secondary language is really good evidence of the crime.

"Can't stand up anymore? It's so vulnerable, why be a thief? I don't have anything of value in my house except meat. ”

The boy walked over as he spoke, and when he was less than a meter away from Zuohao, he stopped, and cautiously poked Zuohao's bandaged wound with a knife.

"Hmm~" After hearing a low muffled grunt, he finally laughed happily.

"Peng", just when the young man laughed proudly, the punch that had been accumulating for a long time with his right hand had already hit hard.

With a "snap", the boy fell to the ground and fainted completely, and the boy who was hit by her power was estimated to have at least a slight concussion.

Zuo Hao shook off his right hand, which seemed to be broken, and now it was really crippled.

She endured the pain in her left shoulder, took out her mobile phone and began to call the police, in order to cause unnecessary trouble, she naturally looked for those two acquaintances.

"I'm dying, come to the rescue, the address is ......"

After calling them, Zuo Hao was already sweating profusely, this time he was really too impulsive, and he was probably scolded when he returned to the bureau.

"You're a cop."

A familiar voice suddenly came from the door, it turned out to be the owner of the small restaurant, who seemed to have been standing at the door for a while.

Zuo Hao stopped talking, her left hand quietly touched the dagger in her jacket pocket, although her right hand was useless, but her left hand could still hold for a while.

"You're Xiao Zuo, you often go to my store to eat, I remember your voice."

The boss walked in, he looked at his son lying on the ground, and continued to ask with some concern, "Is he okay?" ”

"Hmm." Zuo Hao saw that he was recognized, so he had to nod softly and answer.

"Why did you come to my house? Why today? He promised me to be a good boy today, why did you come here? ”

As the boss spoke, he excitedly pulled out the large kitchen knife behind him, and the blade was still sticking to the red thin meat, as if it had just been cut meat.

"I've called the police."

Zuo Hao said calmly.

She just inadvertently glanced at her boss's eyes, and her three views were shattered.

"It's all her fault, why did you come here."

"My son is so well-behaved, why did you come over to stimulate him, damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Zuo Hao stopped talking, and he didn't dare to look at him anymore, squinting at the big kitchen knife in the uncle in front of him, for fear that he would suddenly burst out and die himself.

At this time, it is better to delay time, and she said tentatively: "He is indeed very well-behaved, and he just wanted to know how heavy my heart is." ”

Zuo Hao's voice is light, but you don't have to think about it to know how ironic it is.

"Really? Anyway, you called the police, and I may not be able to take care of my son anymore, so I can only meet his last need. ”

"What final need?"

"Weigh your heart!"

“……”

Zuo Hao stopped talking, and closed his eyes in despair, maybe this is the price paid by impulse.

It's just that her left hand is still holding the dagger in her pocket, and she won't let the people who hurt her have a good time.

"Son, wake up, your prey is waiting for you here."

The boss didn't come to relieve her, but wanted to wake up his son first, maybe he wanted to wake him up and play with her heart.

While Zuo Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he also found that the uncle's spirit had also become very problematic, and the two of them probably had to go to a psychiatric hospital.

She turned her back tremblingly, stretched out her left hand to correct her bones, as long as the fracture of her right hand was corrected, she could at least fight in a short time, but her technique was not skillful enough, and her left shoulder was injured, so she carried out very difficult.

"Why can't he wake up? What did you do to him? ”

After a while, the uncle came over in a frenzied manner, and angrily slashed at the figure that had just sat up and had his back to him.

"Ah~" This knife is very deep, Zuo Hao is in severe pain, and he will break his right hand with a ruthless heart, although there will be sequelae, but it can still be temporarily active.

She staggered to her feet, her left shoulder had just been stopped, and now her entire back was covered with a long scratch, and she rolled to the right with severe pain.

Because the man on the other side saw that she could still stand up, he continued to cut angrily.

The pain caused by his back rubbing against the floor made Zuo Hao grin again.

She struggled to get up, her right hand was already red and swollen, but at least she could still make a fist, and the hollow one counted.

She kicked her right leg hard at the man's hand holding the knife, and her red and swollen right hand also followed up with a punch, aiming at the man's temple, even if she didn't die, she would be satisfied with the fainting for at least a while.

However, Zuo Hao, who was already seriously injured, was blocked by the man's big kitchen knife in his right leg, and the strength of his right hand was far from enough, as if hitting on steel, the man just snorted, shook his head and rushed over again.

At least the red and swollen left leg of her right leg was unable to support her crippled body, and she fell straight back, and at this time she finally heard the sound of breaking through the door for a long time.