Chapter 129 Bite
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, other shop owners became anxious.
"Doctor Meng, kneel down and apologize to Boss Bai, or we will all die!"
"Kneel down, kneel down!"
A pair of hands pressed on Meng Shuyue's shoulders and tried to force her to the ground.
Meng Shuyue held on to the handrail on the attic tightly with both hands, screaming hard to prevent himself from kneeling down.
Her eyes fell on Huahua's body lying quietly in the corner, and tears flowed like broken strings.
Her kitten, her Huahua, have long been like her daughters and are the children's closest friends.
She should have taken it away by force regardless of whether it was willing to leave or not.
Unexpectedly, in just a few hours, it was thrown to death in the home it refused to leave.
Meng Shuyue cried heart-wrenchingly, struggled, and resisted.
Even though he was being held down by countless hands, he still held up his back and refused to kneel down even a little.
She looked at Bai Qingfeng, her eyes filled with hatred, and roared angrily, "Bai Qingfeng, you beast, why do you want me to kneel? If anyone should kneel, it should be you. It's you who should kneel down and apologize to my Huahua..."
Bai Qingfeng stared at her with bloodshot eyes.
He rushed over angrily, grabbed the hair of the woman who was being held by several people, his eyes filled with anger.
Just then, the dense crowd was pushed apart.
Song Shijing rushed in first, followed by Song Shixuan and Song Shiyu.
The three people who heard the news and rushed over to witness this scene were all terrified.
"Let her go, you damned fool!"
Song Shiyu roared, supported himself by the wall of the attic, leaped into the air and kicked Bai Qingfeng directly.
"Bang!"
A fierce kick came from the side, kicking the rapidly sweeping kick down.
Song Shiyu was caught off guard and kicked against the wall with a dull thud.
Brother Wu stood between Bai Qingfeng and a few others, and soon got into a fight with Song Shiyu.
Song Shijing struggled to push away those who were holding Meng Shuyue and forcing her to kneel, but he was pushed down again and again, then got up and was pushed down again.
Song Shixuan's heart clenched when he saw Meng Shuyue, whose face was covered with tears, being grabbed by Bai Qingfeng's hair.
He held onto Bai Qingfeng's throbbing hand, and pleaded in a very pleading voice.
"Qingfeng, please let her go. I'll kneel down for you, okay?"
At this moment, Bai Qingfeng seemed to be deaf, with anger taking over all his rationality, and he could no longer hear any sound around him.
The image of the woman glaring at him and her stubborn refusal to kneel kept flashing through his mind.
"Kick all these people out!"
Bai Qingfeng pushed Song Shixuan away and shouted, and the black-clad followers around him moved upon hearing his shout.
Song Shixuan tried to stop them anxiously, but a group of people surrounded them and drove them all out violently.
They all watched Meng Shuyue being dragged by Bai Qingfeng's hair and thrown onto the attic stairs. The fear was like invisible hands tightly strangling their throats, and they couldn't shout even if they wanted to.
Amid the hustle and bustle, everyone was forced to the main hall of the store.
The sounds of quarreling and fighting were endless.
Until a woman's scream was heard from the attic, the store fell into silence and everyone was in panic.
Those landlords who were waiting for compensation from their shops all widened their eyes in horror and subconsciously wanted to run away, but were blocked by the black-clad followers behind them.
Song Shiyu's eyes were red and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
"Shuyue, Shuyue, Bai Qingfeng, you bastard, what did you do to her?"
He screamed and wanted to rush in anxiously, but he was not careful for a moment and Brother Wu threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. There was a crisp "crack" sound on his arm, and it was broken into a strange posture.
For a moment, the people who were already on the verge of panic became even more panicked, and screams were heard everywhere.
The noise poured straight into the narrow attic.
Next to the staircase that Shen Jinxiao built himself.
Meng Shuyue was pinned by Bai Qingfeng on the wooden steps of the stairs, with his hands tightly grasped above his head by a big hand.
The pain came like a tsunami, and her forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and her shoulders were covered in red.
Meng Shuyue turned around with a stiff neck, and looked in shock at Bai Qingfeng behind her, who still had the meat he had bitten off from her shoulder in his mouth. He swallowed the piece of meat with his Adam's apple rolling, and screamed in fear again.
“Ah…ah…”
The screams almost blew off the roof and reached the sky...
In the Lin family courtyard.
Lin Shuang blushed and lowered her head, looking like a little woman, listening to the two men on the sofa discussing their marriage.
Shen Jinxiao took the tea handed over by Lin's father, and felt the temperature of the tea on his fingertips. His heart was stabbed by something for no reason, and his hands began to tremble.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to marry Lin Shuang so soon? She's not young anymore."
Shen Jinxiao shook his head, suppressing the inexplicable panic in his heart, and then his eyes became firm and said, "Shuangshuang has taken care of me for the past three years. She also helped me with the blood transfusion during the operation, so I was able to survive. The doctor said that it would be difficult for her to be a mother because of this. I must be responsible for her."
As he spoke, he stared at Lin Shuang beside him for a long time, and in a trance he seemed to see the shadow of Meng Shuyue.
She just quietly raised her big black and white eyes and stared at him with a faint smile at the corners of her lips.
He covered her hand with his big palm and murmured in response to Lin's father's words, "I will treat her well..."
Shen Jinxiao tilted his head to look out the window in the direction of North Street. The darkness in his eyes seemed to blend into the darkness of the night, but the corners of his eyes were stained with scarlet...
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"ah……"
Meng Shuyue was trembling all over, and felt a sharp pain in his earlobe, as if the entire earlobe was going to be torn off in the next second.
My entire back felt sticky as if a poisonous snake was crawling on it, and the fear penetrated deep into my bones like a maggot in my tarsal bones.
Bai Qingfeng opened his mouth, his bloodstained lips curled into a sneer, and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"You shouldn't have provoked me. I don't want to touch you, but why do you keep provoking me again and again?"
"You said you were wrong, you said you were trying to get my attention, hurry up and say it!"
"Why don't you say anything!"
He roared angrily.
The sound almost penetrated the eardrum.
Meng Shuyue looked back at him with red eyes, the painful memory of being beaten to death in the previous life seemed to be felt again in her body.
With her chin hurt by his pinch, she spat at Bai Qingfeng's face.
"You are just a devil, how dare you be attracted to me!"
Bai Qingfeng ignored the saliva on his face, veins bulged on his forehead, the corners of his lips twitched wildly, and he pinched her chin tightly, ready to kiss her.
Outside the attic.
One of Song Shiyu's arms was broken, and he crawled on the ground with difficulty towards the attic.
Brother Wu spun around and jumped up, about to hit Song Shiyu's back with a heavy elbow. In a flash, Song Shixuan successfully broke free from the restraints of several men in black. They rushed over and pounced on Song Shixuan, blocking the heavy blow for him.
"puff……"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Song Shixuan's mouth.
Song Shijing on the side screamed, but the man in black covered his mouth tightly. He opened his eyes wide and sobbed.
Seeing everyone was subdued.
Brother Wu stood up, dusted himself off, lit a cigarette and started smoking. He glanced at the figure hidden in the alley opposite the house, and finally his eyes fell on Song Shijing, who had no fighting power at all, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He walked in front of Song Shijing and looked at the man's pretty boy face coldly. He remembered the way he abandoned Chu Yanyan and left resolutely at the wedding. He couldn't help but hate him more and more.
"Bah, scumbag!"
The scarlet spot on his fingertips was dazzlingly red. Brother Wu touched Song Shijing's face, twisted the cigarette butt and pressed it against the cold pale face without hesitation.
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