The man surnamed Wang was stunned when he saw these eyes.

Is this an 8-year-old's expression?

For some reason, these eyes made him a little frightened.

But it was only for a moment, because then the horror was replaced by anger.

He involuntarily stretched out his hand and wanted to slap it, but was caught by the fast-eyed dark-skinned man on the side.

"What are you doing?!"

Only then did the man surnamed Wang react.

If this is really a slap in the face, it will be a bad thing.

He withdrew his hand.

In the process of raising her hand, Xiao Qian didn't move at all, and it seemed that even if this slap fell, she would not have the slightest reaction.

"Let's go, it's not good if someone comes later."

The dark-skinned man persuaded.

But the more the man surnamed Wang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he always felt that he couldn't do it.

He looked around again, and finally locked on the door of Xiaoqian's house.

Or rather, the picture on the gate.

Since Xiaoqian was in the way, the painting was not attacked by the red wine juice.

It still retains its colorful "vitality".

It's in stark contrast to the chaos on the entire third floor.

But the man surnamed Wang stretched out his hand, and the target was precisely this painting.

He ripped the painting off roughly.

The fragile transparent glue does not have any resistance.

He crumpled the painting, which seemed to him to be a mess of ugliness, in his hands.

It was then ruthlessly torn in half.

After tearing it in half, it was spread together again and torn again, this time with four petals.

It was then thrown on the ground.

The red wine on the ground quickly adhered to it, and within seconds, the multicolored color of the painting was contaminated into black and red.

The man surnamed Wang felt a little more comfortable at this time.

He raised his head to look at Xiao Qian, only to find that the unyielding look on Xiao Qian's face had disappeared.

Instead, there is a sluggishness.

It's a kind of sluggishness when a beloved thing is destroyed in an instant and then can't react.

My paintings...

Xiao Qian couldn't help but squat down.

Reach for it.

But before his little hand could reach it, the four-petal fragment of the painting was violently stepped on by a big foot.

Qianqian tries to salvage her work from under this big foot.

But the big foot seemed to sense her thoughts, and crushed back, and the pieces of paper moved backwards.

Because the floor was covered with shards of glass, the fragile pieces of paper became fragmented as they moved.

The characters that only Qianqian herself could recognize gradually twisted, separated, and finally shattered under this big foot.

Just like that late night a few years ago, I saw my broken father.

The strength of her heart was also shattered.

"Brother... Mom... Teacher Fang..."

Xiaoqian finally made a sound.

It's just that the sentence became choked and blurred after it came out of his throat.

As blurry as her vision.

"Don't..."

She finally broke down and burst into tears.

"I'm laughing to death, it turns out that this is your weakness, such an ugly painting hahahaha!

The sword mound is worthy of being a sword mound, and a painting can make you cry like this! ”

The man surnamed Wang laughed loudly, and tears were about to burst into laughter.

He even found that every time he stepped on it, the child cried harder as if he were cooperating with himself.

It's so interesting, it's so interesting!

The man surnamed Wang felt unprecedentedly cool.

"Let's go, stop playing, the cry will attract the rest of the building later."

The dark-skinned man was a little anxious.

For some reason, he had a strong sense of foreboding, which was so strong that it made his heart beat a little.

"Play the last thirty seconds, it's so fun!"

......

Lin Qi went to the supermarket outside and replenished his daily necessities.

Just as he walked to the vicinity of the tube building with a large plastic bag.

He suddenly felt something heard.

This is... Cry?

Lin Qi suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart for no reason.

He used his auditory senses to the fullest, and finally made the voice a little clearer.

This voice is... Qianqian?

Is it her?

Lin Qi wasn't quite sure, because he had never heard Qianqian cry.

No, that's Qianqian's voice.

At this point, Shen Yan hasn't come back yet, and Qianqian is crying like this again.

Something is wrong!

Lin Qi finally reacted.

He threw the thing in his hand on the ground, and rushed towards the stairs of the tube like an arrow from the string.

From the first floor to the third floor, Lin Qi only took 5 seconds.

Come to the third floor.

He found two strange men standing at the door of the third floor, one near the door and the other near the stairs, the one near the door was smiling very wildly, one foot kept grinding on the ground, as if he was doing something very exciting to him, and the person near the stairs was a little uneasy in his heart.

The floor on the third floor is full of shards of glass and red liquid, which has been preliminarily identified as red wine.

The door is hidden, the painting on the door is gone, Qianqian squatted on the ground and cried, barefoot, with small wounds on her feet that were cut by glass slag, and her body was covered with red wine juice marks, and at the same time, her little hands were groping on the ground for something that was in danger of being cut by glass shards at any time, and the man was stepping on the soles of her feet... The painting that Xiaoqian painted?

This is all the information that Lin Qi captured within a second of coming to the third floor.

His brain was already running at full power.

At this time, the two strange men had just discovered their existence, and they seemed very surprised, as if they had not seen where they had come from.

"It was an accident, an accident..."

The darker-skinned man seemed to explain something.

But Lin Qi couldn't care about what he was talking about at this time.

Because he discovered something terrible.

The insight results showed that Qianqian's emotional color at this time was pure black, which means endless despair.

Why did Lin Qi feel terrible, because this kind of despair was even worse than the sense of despair she felt when she first met Qin Yi on the day of the earthquake!

Lin Qiguang felt palpitations as an insight.

Qin still relieved himself for a long time that day.

What about Qianqian at this time...

She's still an 8-year-old...

Lin Qi couldn't care about what was going on here at this time.

His only thought now is to save his favorite sister!

Lin Qi stepped forward with an arrow, like pulling hay, and pulled the arm of the man who was taller than himself in front of him a few meters away.

The man surnamed Wang only felt a huge force sweeping over, and then he fell on the stairs.

The others were completely confused and didn't know what was going on.

Lin Qi squatted down and lifted Qianqian's head as she looked down at the ground.

"Qianqian, I'm my brother, I'm back, can you hear me?"

Lin Qi called to her softly.

But her eyes were very hollow.

His gaze was not focused on Lin Qi's face at all.

"Who are you?!"

The man surnamed Wang, who fell to the ground, shouted loudly.

Lin Qi ignored him, and at this time all his attention was focused on Qianqian.

In the results, the rich black despair did not diminish in the slightest.

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