Chapter 47

In the shadow of the setting sun, on the shortest tube building, people who were rushing home after get off work did not notice the person on the roof.

This familiar scene made Liu Jiayu, who had been away for only a few days, feel uneasy. Hadn't they just said they were family? Why was he brought back here now? He was afraid of this place. His memories were all stinking garbage. The man who beat him was left with only hunger and pain. Even the only gentle woman in his memory, he could no longer remember what she looked like.

They stood on the edge of the roof. This corner was like another space and no one noticed it.

Of course they didn't walk here. Yan Shiliu held Liu Ze, and Liu Ze held Liu Jiayu. They landed on the roof in just a few jumps.

"Why don't you open your eyes, Jiayu, and look at that person?" The lantern in Liu Ze's right hand was pointing towards the figure that was swaying in the distance on the street.

Everything in Liu Jiayu's vision was shrouded in fog, save for the direction pointed by the lantern, which was clearly visible to him. Drunk, he staggered left and right, tripping on the flat ground and unable to stand steadily.

The distorted face in his memory, mixed with the disgusting smell of alcohol, roared and rushed towards him. Even if he curled up in a corner, the painful slaps and terrible toes would fall on him. He had nowhere to hide. He was in pain, and he didn't want it.

"Be good, don't be afraid, just watch carefully, Dad will help you deal with the person who bullied you." After the child's household registration was sent under his name, he found a cheap father. Thinking of the child's previous experience, he became more and more angry. After all, this was his son. How could he bear being bullied like that before?

Before leaving, the master specifically instructed that no one should be killed. If he is rejected by this world, he will return to the dimensional rift, never to see the light of day: "This kind of domestic violence man is the most cowardly. He dares to attack his own family members. He is a waste in the outside world. It's a pity that the laws in this world are not complete. Unless he beats someone to death, he can't be sent to prison. At most, he will be given a verbal education and criticism. After all, beating your wife and children doesn't count as violence. Haha, fucked up."

After Liu Ze obtained all the information about Liu Jiayu, he also checked the relevant laws. Even if a murder occurred between family members, the sentence would be less than 20 years and it would be a crime of negligence.

Liu Jiayu felt Liu Ze's anger. Was he angry because he was bullied? Why? Everyone in the yard would only say how pitiful he was when they saw him. No one would get angry for him. They would just say pitiful and watch from afar.

His eyes shifted from that terrifying man to the man who now claimed to be his father, his purple eyes filled with anger.

The wind blew his long hair against his face. The man felt his gaze, and in an instant, the anger in his purple eyes faded. He pressed his face against his, "Death is a person's liberation. Trash doesn't even deserve death."

That afternoon, when I was rushing home after get off work, the neighbors saw the man from the Ma family drunk again, staggering back from outside. As usual, everyone avoided him from a distance.

However, recently, the son of the Ma family disappeared from the garbage dump in the community. No one knows whether he was beaten to death or ran away to some remote corner. At least no one has heard the child's screams in the past few days. Even if someone heard them, no one would care about the child except the dead old lady.

People living in this community don't have the time to pay attention to anything other than themselves.

On such an ordinary evening, the man from the Ma family staggered to the entrance of the staircase. Perhaps because he drank too much, he did not step firmly and fell backwards before he could even take the first step in full view of everyone.

There were a few people who saw it, but the man from the Ma family had a really bad reputation. Everyone knew that he was a domestic abuser who beat his wife and son. No one stood up at that time, and no one stood up at this time. Those who saw it were either in a hurry to go home or to work overtime. Even if they saw him struggling on the ground, they would walk around him and hurried past.

Liu Jiayu, who was on the roof, looked at the man below who could be slapped away far away with one hand. He was struggling on the ground like a maggot. The people passing by could not see him either, and no one came to help him.

Yan Shiliu retracted the thin chain in his hand. Even though the height was six stories, it was very easy for him to control the chain to hit the man's back of the head. Also because of his working habits, the place where he hit was the same place where the man fell down and his back of the head hit the opposite side.

The man rolled on the ground and groaned for a long time, but no one helped him to call the police, let alone come to help him. The pain in the back of his head made his brain, which had been confused by alcohol, sober up a lot.

"Help... Help." He wanted to ask for help from the people around him, but when he scanned the surroundings, there was no one. He struggled to turn over and lay on the ground, weakly shouting again: "Help... Help..."

He didn't want to die. Even if he lived worse than a dog every day and lived a life of drunkenness and dreams, he was still alive. He let the blood from the back of his head drain out, looked up at the sky, and saw the three people on the roof.

The child who had disappeared for a few days was held by a man on the roof. He looked at the man lying on the ground with an expressionless face. He thought the child must have died outside.

"Help... me..." He didn't know how long the child had been watching him from the rooftop. The child had been watching him struggling on the ground, looking at him expressionlessly, "Help... me, I... won't hit you... anymore."

The child no longer looked at him timidly as before. He could hit him however he wanted. The feeling of being on top of others was so good that he couldn't help himself every time. It felt so good to hold people's lives in his hands.

Now that the kid had returned with two Death Gods seeking revenge, he felt like he was going to die.

"Will he die?" Liu Jiayu had a blank expression on his face. It was hard to tell what he was thinking, and his face looked very serious.

"No, we can't kill people." Liu Ze's attention was not on the man below. "We can't change what happened in the past, but I hope you can forget it. We will live together in the future. I will take you to see the sea, the sunset, the mountaintops, and there will be no trace of this place anymore."

"And you can't be trapped in this place. Even if it's another world, I can take you to see it."

Liu Jiayu couldn't understand what he was saying. She looked at the man downstairs who was no longer moaning. He was like a pigeon released from a tube-shaped building. He looked up at the sky, which was so small, but he still flew towards that small piece of sky.

"Okay, it's a deal, you're my dad."

"Of course, you called me dad, and I won't let you be my son in vain." Liu Ze shook the lantern in his hand, and the light illuminated the faces of the three people in the darkness.

"There are good people in this world, like the old lady who takes care of you. Of course, there are also bad people. The man downstairs is one of them. There are a lot of bad people in this world. You are lucky." The candlelight of the lantern in Liu Ze's hand fell from the sky like fireworks, swaying and floating into the small supermarket on the first floor.

It was a small supermarket converted from a guard room, and there was still a strong old man behind the counter, watching the man fall down the stairs.