Chapter 4 Happiness has nothing to do with me

Every time I finished the courtroom, I had to go to the bathroom and wash my hands ten or eight times, as if washing away my sins.

"You know, the witch won again today."

"I heard, isn't the director going to give her a year-end bonus again?" Sour breath.

"The problem is that the other party is really pitiful, and the words to her are particularly vicious, cursing her for not dying well and cursing her for not being happy, etc., she is like she didn't hear it."

"That's why I can't get married at an age, I feel sorry for you for three seconds, and I actually work under this kind of person."

"Sure enough, it's a witch, she's cold-blooded, right?"

"Isn't it? Today, I saw that her hair was pulled off a lot, not to mention, and her arm was also bleeding from the other party, but she was expressionless. I doubt she's still human! ”

The easiest places to get secrets are the bathroom and the dining room, and you can go out to the bathroom and hear gossip about yourself.

I didn't come out until they walked out, sneering in the mirror.

"It's not good to die, people who have died once a long time ago, are they still afraid of death? If you can't get happiness, what is that? "Happiness is no longer mine.

That person is indeed pitiful, but the pity is not enough to eat, I am just doing my duty.

No matter how cold-blooded I am, no matter how open-minded I am, I can't shake my mind.

It really takes a moment of utter despair for people to be reborn.

Those useless feelings should be thrown away.

On top of that, I threw the white shirt I took off in the bathroom into the trash.

"White? Oh, it's not for me who is full of sin. ”

"You damn woman! I'll just say you'll get retribution. "At the end of the day, as soon as I came out of the parking lot, someone rushed up to me and stabbed me with a long knife.

Fortunately, I was born with a very short reflex arc, and my sensitivity to danger was much higher than that of the average person, so I didn't let him stab me in the vital point. However, the knee that was attacked by the victim's mother in the afternoon had already been traumatized, so the movement was a little slow.

Seeing that his knife was about to fall in front of my eyes, I could only stretch out my arm and forcibly block it, and a piercing pain just jumped up.

"Do you want to go to jail?" Despite the burning pain in my arm, I couldn't leak a little timidity, and asked in the calmest voice possible.

"Hahaha! My sons are dead, and I'm still afraid of going to jail? I'm going to want you to pay for your life, you money-eyed dog. "It's the victim's father.

"Hehe, it's really a clear division of labor. My mother was responsible for beating me and scolding me, and my father was responsible for killing me. "I don't know why I still laugh, maybe I've been used to it since the day I became a criminal defense lawyer.

I know that the potential of human beings under stimulation is endless, otherwise the victim's mother would not have hurt me with her bare hands, or the victim's father would not have insisted on killing me under my warning.

In fact, it is common to be chased and beaten by the victim's family, and the scars on his body are more or less due to them.

But I can't help it, I have to work hard to make a living.

"I'm going to dig out your heart today to see if it's black!" Saying that, the victim's father deceived him again.

I think if it weren't for the baby, I would have lost hope of living.

However, because I have a baby, I don't want to die.

I saw the opportunity to kick the opponent in the vital place, and took advantage of this gap to escape, although I limped, but my will to survive is not comparable to ordinary people.

I called for help while running, and I didn't forget to dial the phone number on my phone. What practice makes perfect, this is.

"Little dream!" If the man who appeared in the dream was a nightmare that I couldn't get rid of; Then the man who calls me is my angel, the apostle sent from above to save me.