Chapter Eighty-Six: The Demon King's Past

In the residential area late at night, there was a sudden sound of glass bottles shattering.

Bang! The crisp sound was a bit harsh in the middle of the night.

Zhang Zhiqiang knew that this was the voice that his good daughter was most afraid of.

As long as she smashes the bottle, even if it is the money she paid for with her life, she will hand it over.

That's how this mother and daughter are.

When Zhang Haoyun was young, he used this wine bottle to smash her mother's head at once.

The wine bottle broke, and her mother's head cracked, begging for mercy frantically under the pain, but Zhang Haoyun didn't even dare to cry on the side, afraid that the wine bottle would also hit her head.

This is Zhang Haoyun's childhood nightmare.

As a child, she just wanted to escape from that remote place.

There is a saying in this world that where the divorce rate is, the more equal the relationship between men and women.

This may not be entirely true.

But it is true that there are some places where the divorce rate is very low and very low, not because every family is happy, but because the status of the women there is very low. Even, the thinking is very old.

Zhang Haoyun grew up in that kind of village.

And it is precisely because of this that no matter how Zhang Zhiqiang abused her and her mother, this family that should have been broken long ago always exists.

The surrounding neighbors also take everything for granted.

The men there are hateful, and the women are pathetic and equally hateful.

After her mother gave birth to a boy, she completely ignored Zhang Haoyun.

In the process of growing up, what happened in the whole family seemed to be...... was called by his mother, his father beat his mother, and then his younger brother protected his mother, so his father changed it to beating Zhang Haoyun.

There seemed to be no shortage of beer bottles at home, and every time she saw her father come home with a wine bottle, she would instinctively tremble and be afraid.

Later, Zhang Haoyun left this place, but the fear of childhood could not be dispelled.

The feeling of having no way to rely on, as if living in this world is a burden, has been tormenting her.

And many times, we can get out of a place, but we can't get out of a part of life.

Zhang Haoyun once thought that after leaving his hometown, he could embrace a new life, but every time life gets better, it seems to be to meet a worse future.

She once tried to use the money she earned to get her parents to change their impression of her. Trying to make them realize that daughters are also useful.

But she underestimated the deep-seated notions of that place. That was the only time she tried, and after that, she could no longer muster the courage to try to get her parents to value her.

And what about parents?

When she had no money to drink, her father would come to her with a bottle.

Even if she was drunk, the fear and pain of a bottle smashing on her head would make her sober up in an instant, and then quickly dominated by fear.

Even now, sometimes when she returns home after the night, she will be scared for no reason, and then close the doors and windows.

As for the mother, the mother does no less harm than the father.

She used to naively think that she and her mother were on the side, until one time, after her father beat her mother, he ordered her mother to beat her.

Without any hesitation, the mother picked up a broom and beat her severely.

The drunken father clapped his hands and laughed, and the mother let out a flattering maniacal laugh.

At that time, Zhang Haoyun realized that in such a place and in such an era, there are still women who think that pleasing men is "guarding women's ways".

After leaving that remote place, her mother would not beat her like her father, but she would torture her mentally.

Zhang Haoyun, who used to be, did not choose to mix in the night scene.

She worked for an insurance company and worked as a telesalesman. Although it was a little hard, she felt that she had found the meaning of life.

But later, her mother appeared at her place of work, and in front of the company, she scolded her for having no conscience and scolding her for being a white-eyed wolf.

Like a middle-aged woman, she cried, shouted, and made a shrill noise.

It's all about asking for my brother's tuition.

Zhang Haoyun wanted to cover her ears.

She watched her mother's lips stir, listening to the most vicious words spoken in the local dialect, and there was only one voice left in her head.

Bang!

It was the sound of a beer bottle smashing against her soul, as if it had smashed an unfillable gap in her life.

She cowered in the corner, holding her head and crying. It's like she's done something wrong, and she just begs her mother to stop scolding like this.

Something like this has happened many times.

If it weren't for friendship, Zhang Haoyun might not have been able to support it for a long time.

After walking out of that remote village and coming to a new city, Zhang Haoyun also has his own friends. But later, her best friend also had an accident.

Her life is always like this, every time she encounters a little good thing, she will usher in greater bad luck.

Now, she met Zhou Baiyu.

In fact, when Zhou Baiyu asked her if she believed in miracles, she wanted to say that she believed it.

But she was afraid, afraid that she would get too carried away, afraid that as soon as she was grateful to fate, her life would fall again.

Bang.

The voice of fear pulled Zhang Haoyun back to reality.

The beer bottle smashed on Zhang Haoyun's forehead, and although it didn't leave the slightest scar, it was impossible for such an attack to cause any harm to her......

But she was still overwhelmed by the pain in her memory.

Zhang Zhiqiang kept cursing, and the purpose was nothing more than one - asking for money.

It's just that these words are too ugly to scold.

In the past, Zhang Haoyun would be sad, but she was gradually getting used to it, she was afraid of the sound of beer bottles cracking, but she slowly didn't care so much about these verbal insults.

But today, she suddenly despaired of a certain sentence.

"You slut that no one wants, the Li family in Jinyang County can't look down on you, saying that our family is not the right one! You're a fucking money loser! ”

Bang.

Another beer bottle shattered.

Naturally, she will be fine, but the whole person is still as stunned and frozen in place.

originally planned to call and ask Zhou Baiyu to come over, but suddenly no matter what...... Nor can the next move be made.

No one wants to lose money, the door is not right, the account is wrong. Every word poked her heart, and Zhang Haoyun cried as soon as she burst into tears.

It seems that this sentence has torn apart all the good things she has experienced today.

Oh, yes...... The door is not right, the door is not right.

I will never be able to get rid of these people, why should I bring such a bad life to Zhou Baiyu?

Why did Zhou Baiyu come to see this scene?

We are people from two worlds, not to mention ...... I've become a monster.

It seems that a person who has always walked on the ice, the moment he saw the other side, suddenly found that the ice under his feet was shattered.

Bang, bang, bang!

The clatter of the ice cracking, overlapping with the sound of the bottle breaking, seemed to be the sound of despair.

The denim jacket was torn open by Zhang Haoyun, and she looked at Zhang Zhiqiang angrily.

Looking at this relational, the ant who is defined as a father. Endless anger poured out in an instant.

All the Crimson Eyes opened.

When Zhang Haoyun heard the sound of shattering, these eyes seemed to have received enough nutrients in an instant, expanding and multiplying wildly......

Not long after, Zhang Haoyun's whole body was covered with scarlet eyes.

The Scarlet Eye was dense enough to make the Secret Fear patient faint on the spot.

And in countless eyes, Zhang Zhiqiang's wine woke up all of a sudden!

"Monster! Monster!

Ahh.........hh Help me! Save—"

If the sound of the glass bottle breaking is Zhang Haoyun's most hated sound, then at this moment, the sound of flesh tearing ......

Hiss –

That's her favorite sound.

The splashes of slurry and organs made the whole room smelly.

Looking at the self in the mirror with eyes full of eyes and hair growing......

Zhang Haoyun smiled sadly, and in the next second, her gaze became cruel and violent.

At the same time, with her as the center, a terrifying realm unfolds.

And the realm is the power that can only be mastered by the corrupt species of the demon king.