Wu Heng drank Coke while watching the monitoring, quietly waiting for the enemy to return.

About 20 minutes passed.

He saw a black commercial vehicle parked in the courtyard from the surveillance.

A spiritual old man of about sixty years old walked into the house with an apple the size of a basketball in his left hand and a black briefcase in his right hand.

With the movement of the elevator, the old man walked out of the elevator on the second floor.

Wu Heng carried the young man's right leg and slowly walked out of the room.

As soon as the old man went upstairs happily, he saw Wu Heng covered in blood and his son on the ground.

The originally kind and gentle expression changed suddenly.

The apple in his hand fell to the ground.

"Son, my son, what did you do, doctor."

The old man began to cry and gritted his teeth as he looked at the black doctor in front of him who he had hired to help the child get the source of the heart.

"I'm not a doctor."

Wu Heng used his own voice.

"You..."

The old man's expression, hatred and horror, he could hear it, and he recognized the voice of the provider in the basement.

"I understand."

"How you love him!"

Wu Heng dragged the old man's child's corpse and walked towards the old man step by step.

"You have plans, hopes and dreams for him."

"He will have a healthy body and a well-conceived future."

"You will love him, watch him grow, and he will have an infinite good life.

Wu Heng slowly walked in front of the old man and looked at the old man whose eyes were gradually losing their brilliance.

"And I..."

"Denying his past;"

"Deprived him of his future!"

As he spoke, he threw the corpse in his hand in front of the old man with a 'snap'.

"Give it back!"

"It's all he's left of... Blood and flesh, flesh and blood that are about to rot! ”

When the old man heard these words, he stared at the dead child in front of him with dementia.

Yes, his dreams were shattered.

He had no time to continue staring at Wu Heng with hatred.

Thinking back to his lonely life, he finally got old and had a son, but now the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and he was the only old man left.

"Ah~"

The old man howled frantically.

Then he slammed into the living room table, picked up the fruit knife, and slashed his own throat.

He staggered a few steps and collapsed next to the young man's corpse, worried that the child was too cold to be alone, and he had to accompany the child.

Wu Heng stood quietly in place and watched the old man's behavior.

It is only when one experiences the pain inflicted on others that one realizes how painful it is.

What parent has no children, and what parent wants to watch their child die.

This old man... He's not right, he's right, but he's damned.

After all, in this world, Wu Heng himself has a mother.

Although he has no memory of growing up, he did stay in this body for 20 years, and slowly repaired his soul as the body grew from the mother's womb.

When Wu Heng thought of this, he immediately had the heart to return home.

He opened the briefcase that the old man was carrying and looked at it, and there were stacks of cash inside, and roughly estimated that it was about a million.

This should be the benefit fee that the old man gave to these people.

Wu Heng's heart moved, and he collected the money in the briefcase into his own space.

got up and came to the elevator entrance, paused, and looked slightly sideways at the two corpses on the ground:

"Thank you for your money, old man, forgive you."

A numb soul has no value in being remembered!

Turning around and going to the first floor, I rummaged through the middle-aged man's room again.

From a black plastic drawer, I found my mobile phone and keys, and when I pressed the phone, there was no response, so it should be out of battery.

Pure black full-screen mobile phone, the shell has traces of bumps, revealing a few spots of silver-gray spots, and the back is engraved with "FARE", which should be the brand of the phone.

The mobile phone screen fell with seven or eight chips, which was once dropped by the predecessor.

The shattered glass screen reflected the appearance of Dr. Sven, an incomplete mirror image reflected by the cracks, like the doctor's gaze in hell.

'Huh~'

Wu Heng sneered, and picked out a gray windbreaker in the room to change into.

'Yes, I love trench coats. ’

Wu Heng looked in front of the bathroom mirror and washed his face.

He walked out into the courtyard and smiled at the camera hanging above the door with a doctor's face before he got into the old man's black business car.

After checking the current location, it was already in the northern suburbs, confirmed the route, navigated to the nearest route back to the city, and lit the fire on the road.

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"Good cut!"

Wu Heng was in the "One Cut Plum" barber shop, looking at his current big-back hairstyle, his strong body supported a well-proportioned windbreaker, and he was handsome and energetic.

"That's your foundation."

Mr. Tony complimented him beside him.

The sufficient blood supply allowed Wu Heng's body muscles to adjust themselves to the best state, and the streamlined muscles of the whole body were strong and agile.

The eyes are deep and bright, the nose bridge is high, the face is smooth and fair, and the cold and angular face is revealed, and the height has also grown by 5 cm to about 183.

He had parked his car on the side of the road in the wilderness just now, walked a little further, and put Dr. Sven's holster into the space.

Avoiding pedestrians all the way to the vicinity of the station, he found a faucet to wash, bought a new windbreaker and pants, and then took the bus back to the city and came to this barber shop, he was fed up with the decadent hairstyle of his predecessor.

It's time to go home. ’

Wu Heng muttered in his heart, with a little apprehension, he didn't have this kind of apprehension when facing the Ice Hell Cultivator.

In the north of the city, Wu Heng followed the direction in his memory and came to the sunshine community where his house was located.

There were three girls standing next to the entrance of the complex, as if waiting for the bus.

"Hey, it's so handsome, you look at Lili stunned..."

The girl in the white dress on the left smiled and said to the girl in the middle.

"If you like it, go and talk to it, and I'll take it tonight." The girl in the middle pushed down the girl named Lili on the right.

"What are you thinking, but what am I talking to him?" The girl named Lili asked.

"Whatever you say, he's a man, men are simple animals, you look at me..."

"Hi, handsome guy!"

The girl in the middle shook her little white hand at Wu Heng, who was walking from the side.

Wu Heng was like an arrow at the moment, and he just wanted to go back home and take a look, and he didn't bother to pay attention to these people at all.

Ignoring the woman and the security guard, I swiped the card directly on the electronic fence of the community and walked all the way to room 402.

"Hahaha... Xiaoyuan, no one cares about you. The girl in the white dress laughed.

"He just didn't hear it!"

The girl in the middle picks up her phone and starts typing, hiding her embarrassment.

Wu Heng stood at the door of the house, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door gently.

No one responded, he remembered, at this time, his mother should still be at work, his sister is in her first year of college, and there is no one at home.

In this life, Wu Heng is also a single-parent family, his father died unexpectedly when his predecessor was three years old, and his sister Wu Duoduo was just two months old at that time.

Mother Yang Huifen, a woman with two children waiting to be fed, relied on her husband's compensation to survive the most difficult years, and then did not dare to sit on the mountain, from a full-time wife to try to find a job, difficult to raise two children to grow up.

Wu Heng took out the key and opened the door.

The living room is decorated in a simple beige style, and the eighty-square-meter room is divided into three bedrooms.

On the wall above the TV are some awards such as "Three Good Students", "Best Children", and "Excellent Factory Member" won by Wu Heng and his sister when they were children.

On the right wall is a family portrait of a family of three, Wu Heng felt that his heart was beating violently like an engine in his chest, and at this time, it slowly eased and began to become relaxed.