The man's face was pale, the scars on his face were becoming more and more dazzling, his head shook like a rattle, and his mouth opened to speak.

It seems that at this moment, he began to be anxious, why couldn't he make any sound, and with his trembling right hand, he picked up the paper and pen and wrote: "Your mother is Ling Weiwei, right?" ”

Jian Junxi lowered her eyes and glanced at her, her face was pale, and a gust of wind suddenly surged in her heart, and a huge hail suddenly fell, smashing her skin and flesh, and there was nowhere to hide.

The whole body was quickly swallowed by the heart-rending pain, and the thin lips were pursed into an indifferent straight line, and he raised his fist and swung it at the man's face.

His eyes were split, and he yelled hysterically: "You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" ”

"Ahhh......h

His face was distorted in pain, his mouth kept screaming in horror, and tears couldn't stop sliding out of his eyes.

Jian Junxi's eyes were red, full of tears, looking at the man on the ground who was already scarred, and the anger accumulated in his heart was like a sudden flood, menacing.

The clenched fists kept trembling, and the heart was like a hurricane, and every paragraph from childhood to adulthood came to mind like a movie.

She never dared to look back at the abyss of pain, especially when she was a child, she didn't know how she endured it?

And all of this is because of this man.

If it weren't for him, her mother wouldn't have conceived her, she wouldn't have left the country, and she wouldn't have died in agony at such a young age.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been born, and if she hadn't come to this world, she wouldn't have to pay for the hardships of this earthly world.

If it weren't for him, maybe her mother would have married Nangong Jun, and they would have had their own children.

Her grandfather would occasionally sneak to see them, and as long as there was no her, everyone would be alive and well.

There are many more, and they will not die either.

So many years of forbearance, so many years of injury, so many years of pain, so many years of hate.

At this moment, they all rushed to Tianling Gai, and all of this was because of this man.

She raised her fist in anger, ready to fight again.

The man couldn't speak, and at the moment it seemed that only tears could express his pain, looking at her eyes full of anger, and shaking his head incessantly.

Cold sweat soaked his shirt, and just as she was about to swing her fist in his face, he fell to his knees in front of her.

Jian Junxi stiffened, and the tears he could not hold back any longer, and he burst out of his eyes, trembling uncontrollably.

For a while, the huge room was shrouded in a cold and quiet atmosphere, and the atmosphere was extremely sad......

Jian Junxi stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, choked up and roared: "Why? Why the hell are you...... Hurt my mom like that? ”

The man was like a remnant lotus in autumn, clutching her trousers and whimpering and crying.

It's like I've never been so sad, and I seem to be very excited, and my mouth makes a sharp cry for help, and the unfinished voice makes people's hearts cut like a knife when they hear it.

Jian Junxi stood still and didn't move, looking up at the ceiling, her slightly protruding nails digging into her flesh, and the slightest pain was less than a millionth of her heartache.

The false Adam's apple rolled violently, and the trembling fist erupted, as if it had endured to the limit, and roared hysterically:

"You get up for me, today, you'd better explain everything to me clearly, otherwise, I will definitely ...... you with my own hands Thousands of corpses! ”

The man trembled, suddenly stopped his tears, and screamed a few times in his mouth, and his brain seemed to return to normal at this moment, and he immediately got up.

(End of chapter)