"Shi Dong, what the hell do you want to do?!" Lao Gou probably saw that it was only Shi Dong and me, so he didn't take it too seriously. He even cursed Shi Dong as a traitor and picked up the desk lamp next to him and smashed it on Shi Dong's head.
Lao Gou is indeed very cruel. It is said that if Shi Dong dares to chop off someone's finger, Lao Gou will dare to chop off that person's hand.
This is what is said. It is often unreliable because it does not take into account a person's extreme emotions. What is extreme emotion? When something exceeds a person's psychological tolerance, this extreme emotion will erupt. In extreme anger, some people will kill; in extreme sadness, some people will jump off a building; in extreme excitement, some people will die suddenly.
This is something I learned later: never fight with an extremely angry person.
But at that time, when Shi Dong rushed over, I could only judge that he would definitely beat Lao Gou, and I never thought that he would dare to do something more terrible. So when Lao Gou smashed the lamp on Shi Dong's head, I did not show any panic, but slowly walked to the bed, took off my clothes, and covered Chu Yao with them, helping this girl with tears in her eyes to save a little self-esteem.
Then, I took the cloth out of Chu Yao's mouth and found that it was a man's underwear.
The old dog is really disgusting. I thought so, and then I heard the sound of a sharp object piercing my skin in my ears.
I turned around and looked at Shi Dong in astonishment.
"Fuck your mother!" Shi Dong let out the most angry sound in his life, and then kept stabbing the old dog's belly with a dagger.
I believe that Shi Dong is a very good red stick. Although he cannot be compared with Yuan Shao, he should understand how much damage a dagger can cause.
Despite this, Shi Dong continued to poke the old dog again and again, with red eyes and a grin, as if he was ready to poke the old dog to death.
The old dog kept backing away and begging for mercy, but Shi Dong kept pressing forward and stabbing the old dog with the dagger again and again.
Poke in. Poke in. Poke in. Poke in. Poke in…
I don't know how many times Stone stabbed me because I was completely frightened at the time.
You should be able to understand that a 16-year-old high school student, even if he is a big shot in the city, was still completely shocked when he saw such a scene. I have never seen so much blood. When the old dog fell in a pool of blood, his eyes were still wide open, but they were empty and only the last fear remained.
Despite this, Shi Dong still didn't let him go. He continued to lie on the ground and poke the old dog's stomach, which was already a bloody mess.
I don't know when Chu Yao screamed. This poor girl saw too many things that night that she shouldn't have seen. She should have been a girl enjoying her youth, but at the age of seventeen, she witnessed SM and murder.
This was the first murder case I had ever seen in my life, and it happened right in front of me.
"Shi Dong, that's enough!" I couldn't come to my senses yet, so I could only yell. This was too much, really too much.
Things were completely different from what I had imagined, and all my plans were completely disrupted because of people - real living people.
Only then did Shi Dong throw away the dagger and slumped to the ground, gasping for breath.
"Thank you, Wang Hao." Shi Dong was unusually calm. I didn't know what he was thanking me for. Was he thanking me for stopping him, or for covering Chu Yao with clothes, or for cooperating with him to kill the old dog?
Chu Yao sat on the bed, wearing my clothes, looking at everything in front of her in horror, shaking and trembling with fear.
Shi Dong rubbed his head vigorously, as if trying to get rid of some emotions. Then he stood up, walked to the bed, and asked softly: "Chu Yao, are you okay?"
Chu Yao nodded tremblingly: "He, he didn't have time to do anything before you broke in..."
"That's good." Shi Dong breathed a sigh of relief. He had never seen him so relaxed since he met him. "Rat," Shi Dong said, "Is it okay to call you Rat? I heard your friends call you that - if you are willing to treat me as a friend, even though I am a murderer now."
I nodded, of course I had no objection, but I had an indescribable feeling in my heart.
"Mouse." Shi Dong said to me with a smile: "I successfully protected the girl I like. As long as she is fine, it is worth it at any price. In your eyes, am I stupid?"
Bad Youth
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