"Who are you?"

"What's going on at my old man, what are you doing to catch the old woman?"

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, an elderly man in his fifties who was about to come down for dinner held on to the stairs and walked down step by step.

He is Xue Yang's father, who originally worked in a shipyard, but because of environmental reasons, he contracted tuberculosis in his lungs in recent years and spent half a year recuperating in the hospital.

During this period, he did not have a job and has been recuperating at home in the hospital, going to the hospital every cycle to extract black toxic substances from his body.

The man, who had no serious illness all year round, collapsed all of a sudden.

Xue Yang has not returned home for many years, so naturally he doesn't know the current situation, he only knows how to make money, make money, as long as he earns money, he can change the appearance of poverty in his family.

However, the family misses him more, and on the night after eating every day, when no one is around, the couple will secretly wipe their tears.

Yes, they would rather have a hard life, a little poorer, as long as they are happy.

But Xue Yang didn't want to, he wanted to be a master, he hated the pain that poverty gave him.

He was afraid, afraid that his future children would be like him.

I don't have the ability, I don't study well, I just know how to play games blindly, and waste my time and wasted my good years.

"Yo, you're... Xue Yang's father? ”

The cockscomb man grabbed the old man who was trembling and roaring with his brothers.

When he saw the elderly father at the top of the stairs, he raised his right hand and the man behind him nodded and stopped.

"Why? Why arrest us? ”

The father pointed at the cockscomb man in confusion and asked, he didn't understand what mistake his couple had made?

Why, why can't you live a good life this year?

"Just because your son is blocking my master's financial path, get out of the way, don't force me!"

The original idea of the cockscomb man was to arrest the two together, but after thinking about it, if they were both arrested, he would not notify Xue Yang and leave the person who reported to him.

"I... If I don't go, what did my son do wrong? Why did you arrest my son, I have to explain it today. ”

Xue Yang's father was so angry that he looked at each other with red eyes, and the majestic figure blocked the black gate, and opened his arms and said loudly.

"Get out of here, don't force me to kill you!"

The cockscomb man is finally on fire, an old man who has entered the twilight of his life, and he still dares to threaten himself?

Where did he get his guts?

Yes? Look for death.

The cockscomb man shook his head helplessly, and muttered in his mouth: "You forced me, you can't blame me." ”

He pulled out a black pistol from his bosom, yes, this thing can't be taken on a plane, he contacted the local underworld boss on the way and sent it.

"Click"

The black pistol is loaded, and the father, who usually loves to watch war movies, knows that his son is in trouble, and he is being targeted by bad guys.

Moreover, they may become a burden and will drag them down.

With this thought, he glanced at it again, if it weren't for his son being too ostentatious and eye-catching, he wouldn't be targeted by others for no reason.

"Ugh."

Wei'an's father lowered his head and sighed, he slowly let out a sigh, and muttered in his mouth: "Son, good, Dad will always be proud of you, let it go, our ancestors have been poor for three generations, and now there is only you, you have a great future, and your father can't drag you down!" ”

He recalled the moment when his son was born in the snow, it was a cold winter, and the family rejoiced and wished that the baby boy would grow up.

When he was a child, the days of poverty caused Xue Yang to be unable to enjoy a superior life like others, and he could only rely on finding fun in life.

His best friend and confidant in life is Chen Xiaoyong.

Like himself, he is very poor, looked down upon by others, and he dare not get too close to him.

Only Xue Yang, only he is willing to play happily with him.

After Chen Xiaoyong's father died in a car accident, his black and obese mother took him to an orphanage as a young child.

Xue Yang chased all the way for a few kilometers, he was reluctant, reluctant to be this best friend.

Why, why is this happening?

From the small wooded village to the bustling street, he regretted why all this had happened.

Why?

Why?

Xue Yang repented and asked himself, who to blame?

Blame the perpetrator of the car accident?

Or do you blame Chen Xiaoyong's father for being careless on the road?

Xue Yang hugged his head and cried, silently watching the back of Chen Xiaoyong's wife holding hands and leaving.

In the end, he still figured out that it was poverty.

If he was rich, he could change all that.

"Puff"

Bright red blood sprayed on the ground, and although Xue Yang's father was constantly bleeding blood from his body, he smiled.

"My son is promising, my son is finally promising!"

He muttered with his mouth open that poverty had caused too much pain to their ancestors.

Xue Yang's grandfather just couldn't stand the pressure and committed suicide by jumping into the river.

Yes, if you can wake up Xue Yang's impetuous heart, then what's the matter?

Life in the world, is it a big deal to die?

His tender heart, pierced by the sharp bullet, smiled at the old woman, who was already crying.

"Don't."

The old woman's tears quietly spilled out at some point, and the violent gunfire had already woken up the neighbors next door, just looking at the fierce and vicious strong men.

They, retreating,

They are afraid that the next one will be themselves......

They all pointed to the couple's mouths and said, "Look, that kid Xue Yang caused such a big trouble outside, and he was finally found at the door, right?" ”

No one wants to come forward and help them.

At most, some people called the police, and the thought in their minds was, "Come on, those outlaws, they may kill us." ”

Yes, in the face of death, all ordinary benevolence, righteousness and morality are punctured, and they are false and non-existent.

"Boom."

Soon, there was a loud gunshot, and the old woman fell, her mouth stained with blood, not hers, but the cockscomb man.

When she is dying, she will also collect some interest and come back.

Although, it is so humble, so powerless.

"We, forever together, son, we are proud of you, but, it's a pity that we will never see you again."

Xue Yang's mother gasped, her mouth that kept bleeding out moved, and muttered.

Her soft abdomen was spraying blood, and she slowly moved her body, which was beginning to become paralyzed, and crawled towards her husband, who was already cold.

She trembled, she cried, and soon, she came to his side, just holding his hand, in her heart, it was still hot.

She slowly closed her eyes, and she smiled, happy.

"Oh my God?!"

This scene, this gunshot, completely frightened all the onlookers who were watching just now, and they were scared.

I'm afraid that the next one will be me!

I'm afraid that I'm going to die like this.

We have anything to do with the family surnamed Xue.

They hurriedly pulled down the curtains and closed the door, and the people who ate melons had already scattered and fled.

"It's interesting, too."

The cockscomb man laughed sarcastically and looked at the scene coldly.

"You, do you dare to do this, not afraid of retribution?"

Chen Xiaoyong, who was originally buying gifts with Xue Yang in the supermarket, saw this scene after coming to Xue Yang's hometown.

He shuddered, and raised his hand at the cockscomb men and roared angrily.

"Hahaha, retribution?"

"Retribution, retribution, you can't see it."

The cockscomb man is very annoyed now, and he immediately became murderous when he was pointed at.

He raised his black pistol and coldly pressed the trigger on Chen Xiaoyong.

"Boom."

A fast-flying bullet pierced his vivid and powerful heart.

Chen Xiaoyong's eyes showed remorse, he regretted that he hadn't had a good meal with Xue Yang, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and regretted not chatting a few more words together.

He regretted it, regretted not reminding Xue Yang in confusion;

He regretted it, regretted that he could no longer accompany the lonely and lonely Xue Yang, protect him, and not let him do stupid things.

"Brothers......

A figure running quickly gradually appeared in Chen Xiaoyong's eyes, and his hot tears gradually flowed.

"Brothers......

Chen Xiaoyong trembled, looked at the man who rushed to hug him weakly, and muttered in his mouth.

Unfortunately, he ended up closing his eyes.

"Boom."

The cockscomb man's cold gaze sneered, there are really people in the world who believe in friendship?

In this world, money beauty is a real good thing!

Something truly worth cherishing.

With that gunshot, the fast-flying bullet pierced Xue Yang's heart.

He lowered his head, tears kept sliding down his eyes, and he wailed and wept.

He is unaware of death, and he is not afraid.

His body grew cold, and he closed his tear-stained eyes.

The people who heard the gunshots nearby did not dare to go out and watch again, but their hearts kept shaking with the sound of the bullets.

They're already scared......