[Yu Yu, are you okay? How come something happened as soon as you went to Jingcheng? Do you want to go back to City A? Mom is always worried about you being alone there? 】

Song Yu sat in the taxi, staring at the text message from Song's mother, thought about it, and replied.

[No, my grandma took good care of me. I was willful this time. I’m sorry, mom. 】

I waited for a long time but there was no reply. I guess Mother Song is busy now.

Song Yu switched the page to a navigation map.

The weather in Jingcheng is hot and dry in July, and the cicadas are chirping at the top of their lungs.

After getting off the taxi, Song Yu looked around and walked in the shade.

You can see the end of this alley, with vegetable leaves scattered on the ground. It must have been a vegetable market in the morning. The buildings along the street are old. When you walk in, you can see blackened walls and peeling lime. There were various flyers offering "a large sum of money to have a child" posted on the telephone poles, and I don't know who had spitted on the flyers scattered on the ground. There were very few vehicles along the way, and most of what I heard was women swearing at each other.

Depressing, poor, and noisy, this is where Xie Sui has lived since he was a child.

Song Yu bypassed the alley and came to a normal street.

He guessed that Xie Sui was working now, so he walked along the street.

When he found Xie Sui, he was in front of a small restaurant, but something seemed to have happened.

There were some people gathered on the street.

In the center was an overturned bicycle, with potatoes and peppers scattered all over the ground. Xie Sui was squatting down and picking up vegetables in silence. Next to him was a woman holding a child, standing there cursing loudly.

"My child and I were just walking on the street, and he hit us on his bike. This vicious guy did it on purpose. My child is so young, and he wanted to kill him!"

"That car almost hit my child! Doesn't he have eyes? He did it on purpose!"

"What sin did my family commit to have to meet her and her mother?"

"As expected of a whore's son, he seduces men as soon as his mother comes here. He is not a good person either. A mean and vicious bastard. I don't know what good intentions that old woman has. She disgusts the whole street."

Dirty words came out of the woman's mouth.

Xie Sui's back was stiff and fragile as he squatted on the ground, his black hair falling to cover his expression. When the woman mentioned his mother, the young man's fingers clenched into fists, raised his head and roared like a trapped animal: "I don't have a mother!"

His momentum frightened the woman. She took a step back and immediately raised her voice: "Look, look, this bastard has revealed his true colors! He's going to hit someone! He's going to hit someone!"

Xie Sui gritted his teeth and seemed to be about to stand up.

The woman yelled even louder: "You little bastard hit me, you hit me!"

The next second, Xie Sui was kicked on the head by a tall and strong adult man who walked out of the crowd.

"Beast!"

At this time, Xie Sui was fifteen years old and thin. He was kicked against the pillar next to him, and his forehead was bleeding.

The grown man stepped on Xie Sui's hand and said, "After you bumped into someone, you still want to hit them?"

The people watching nearby began to point and talk.

"I used to feel pity for him, but now I feel that there must be something hateful about pitiful people."

"If you are hated by everyone, you should always look for the reason in yourself."

"Xie Sui is really vicious to have the heart to kill such a young child."

"Can the old woman send him away? He's like a disaster. Nothing good has ever happened since he's been here."

The woman was still cursing: "He almost killed my child and wanted to hit me! There's no hope! There's no hope! Who should call the police? People like him should stay in prison for life and not come out to harm others."

Song Yu came all the way over and heard her words clearly. He squeezed through the crowd and saw this scene.

For Xie Sui, such things happened countless times every day, slander, insults, and beatings.

The original author repeatedly emphasized his miserable childhood in order to shape his extremely fragile and sensitive heart and pave the way for the emotional drama. Let Attack One, Attack Two, Attack Three use words to soothe his trauma. It's really funny, just a few words, but to the traumatized Xie Sui, they are so precious that he is willing to devote himself to them forever. So sick, everyone in the book is like that.

The grown man seemed to think he was righteous, and he was so proud that he wanted to slap Xie Sui: "You have no father or mother, so I will be your father for once and teach you how to be a man."

Song Yu picked up a few marbles on the ground and threw them at his face.

One of the bullets nearly hit his eye. The grown man screamed in fright, took a step back, and loosened his foot from Xie Sui's hand.

"Who hit me!"

He was furious, and when he looked up he saw Song Yu, and he was furious: "You are his classmate, right? I will teach you a lesson today too!"

He rolled up his sleeves and strode over with a menacing look. The deterrent power of an adult man is still quite strong, but Song Yu never looked at him from beginning to end, he was on the phone.

"Hello, 110? I want to call the police."

"There's a fight going on over here on Lianyun Street. A grown man is bullying a high school student and is almost beating him to death. Come quickly!"

The police on the other end of the phone seemed to be still asking for some details.

Song Yu yelled into the phone: "That high school student is me! If someone dies, do you care?"

Everyone: “…”

beep.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu looked coldly at the adult man.

His action of calling the police was so shocking that it scared the crowd of onlookers. Even the grown man standing three steps away from him was stunned and couldn't hit him with his raised fist.

Song Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him. He walked straight to the mother and child and said to the child who had been hiding behind the mother, "Stretch out your hand."

The woman screamed, "What are you doing?", like a chick protecting its own.

Song Yu walked past him and pulled the child out directly, then spread out his palm and held a slingshot in his hand.

The woman's face turned pale instantly.

Song Yu smiled: "Oh, that's good, kid, you're pretty accurate in shooting marbles." He tilted his head and said to the woman: "Auntie, you got what you asked for. I called the police. Look who was detained in the end."

All the onlookers were speechless at this moment. It was visible to the naked eye that there was a very obvious mark left by a marble on Xie Sui's face, and it was right under his eye. If he was more unlucky, he might go blind.

The woman looked panicked: "What's wrong with my child playing with marbles? He is only five years old, what does he know!"

Song Yu: "Whatever he doesn't know, his mother always knows."

The child was frightened by Song Yu's expression and tone and suddenly burst into tears.

As he cried, the woman instantly gained confidence and started to curse him like a tantrum: "I think you are in the same group as that bastard. One of you hit someone and beat him up, and the other came here to confuse right and wrong and bully my mother and son. It turns out that uneducated people play with uneducated people. Snakes and rats are from the same nest, all the same kind of people!"

"You are also a black-hearted and rotten-bellied bitch!"

Song Yu looked at her harsh expression and said calmly, "Save some energy for the police to come and explain."

The woman cursed angrily: "My child is only five years old and doesn't understand anything. What is he afraid of? Xie Sui is the son of an uneducated bitch whose mother died early. He has a very vicious heart." Now she didn't mention the incident of the bicycle hitting her.

Song Yu was so angry that he laughed, and said gracefully: "Auntie, I am fifteen years old now, not yet an adult, and I also don’t know anything - what am I afraid of?"

He walked forward, his dark eyes revealing a deep chill: "I'm not afraid of killing people."

The woman was completely speechless at this moment. She swallowed all the vicious words in her stomach, pulled her child's hand, and stepped back, "Mad man, crazy man..."

Song Yu chuckled.

Xie Sui, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head and looked at Song Yu's handsome profile in July, thinking about something. He didn't have time to pretend to be frightened and sad at the age of fifteen. His eyes were cold under his black hair, like gorgeous and cold gems.

Xie Sui reached out his hand expressionlessly to touch the blood on his forehead, and suddenly felt bored.

In order to make that family suffer such injuries.

...What a loss.

After a while, a fashionable couple walked out of the shopping mall across the street. The man had a big belly and the woman looked mean. The woman was wearing high heels and cursing the horrible weather in Jingcheng. But when she got to the car, her face suddenly changed. She screamed when she saw the spider webs on the car window that she had spent tens of millions of dollars on.

The woman on this side of the street had been frightened by Song Yu so much that she dared not curse loudly and could only curse secretly behind his back. She was not afraid at all. She had the confidence to let her son shoot marbles at Xie Sui who was riding a bicycle with a blind eye. Her son is only five years old, so young, what is there to be afraid of.

Song Yu went over to help Xie Sui: "Are you okay?"

Xie Sui lowered his eyes and stared at his hand for a long time, hiding the deep thought and doubt in his eyes, and said weakly: "Thank you."

Song Yu really felt sorry for the protagonist and sighed, "You have to go to the hospital this time." Xie Sui's injury looked really hideous, with a purple bruise on his forehead and blood flowing out.

Song Yu leaned over and there was a very faint fragrance.

In fact, this injury was really child's play for Xie Sui. When he was a child, he would fight with street thugs with a knife for a little money, and bleeding and getting injured became a habit for him. Later, he became Mr. Xie of City A and encountered those disgusting things again - he was kidnapped and assassinated. I've shot guns and jumped into the sea, but now this little injury is really not enough.

I didn't care in my heart, but I pretended to be forbearing on my face.

Xie Sui nodded.

Song Yu felt distressed at the sight of him with a pale face and silence.

The sound of a police car rang out from the end of the street.

Just as the onlookers turned their eyes to the police.

A woman came across the street aggressively and slapped the woman holding the child hard.

Pop.

The woman had a dazed expression. She was good at throwing tantrums and swearing, but she had never been directly attacked by anyone.

Everyone was stunned.

The woman crossing the street lifted up the child's hand and looked at the slingshot, she was furious! He raised his hand and slapped the child again.

"It's you, you little bitch, isn't it."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu—" the child cried even louder.

The woman's eyes were also red, and she was anxious: "What are you doing, you bitch - ah!"

Bang!

Another slap.

The owner of the luxury car was also a fierce person. How could she bear to hear the word "bitch"? She cursed: "Why don't you ask your idiot son what he did? He damaged my car! Tens of millions! Can you afford the compensation, you country bumpkin?"

Tens of millions. The woman was truly trapped in an ice cellar at this moment. Just now, when her son was hitting Xie Sui with marbles, Xie Sui was crossing the road. She didn't even notice whether he hit the car next to her.

Overwhelmed with regret and anxiety, she could only bite the bullet and murmur, "Our child is only five years old... He doesn't know much..."

The owner of the luxury car took a step forward angrily, but his high heels hit the marbles on the ground and he fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

She was in a terrible mood, and her already irritable and arrogant temper reached its peak at this moment.

Several policemen got out of the police car. They were still looking for the high school student who was "about to be beaten to death."

Then I heard a woman's roar: "The police are here? That's great, we are not done with this matter, blame your uneducated kid! What an idiot! He is ignorant! I am also ignorant!"