Chapter 412: The Parasitic Ghost's Revenge, Dragging His Mother to Hell



Chapter 412: The Parasitic Ghost's Revenge, Dragging His Mother to Hell

The little ghost was covered in black, his body was dry and hideous, and he was surrounded by a black murderous aura.

His limbs were tightly wrapped around Officer Yao's back, and his scarlet eyes were fixed on Wang Ruoxue.

"Ah!" She screamed in fear and stepped back. "What is this?"

"What is that? Wang Ruoxue, can't you see? This is your dead son, Sun Dongzhe!"

The first time Wang Ruoxue saw the evil ghost, she was told that the ugly thing in front of her was her dead son.

She immediately said madly and decisively: "Impossible, my son is dead, it definitely couldn't be this damn thing."

"Zhezhe?" Sun Teng burst into tears as he looked at his son's ghost. "Why did you become like this?"

"Because of its tragic death, it was surrounded by resentment and turned into a parasitic ghost. It parasitized Officer Yao."

"We've found his parents to find out what his grievance is, and now I finally know."

"A child killed by his own mother cannot be reincarnated even if he dies."

"What?" Sun Teng looked at the little ghost in disbelief, and it suddenly whimpered in pain.

It seemed like he wanted to express something but couldn't.

"I, I didn't, it wasn't me!" Wang Ruoxue kept denying, "I didn't kill him."

"Woo woo woo!" At this time, Zhezhe struggled like crazy, as if he wanted to find Wang Ruoxue.

"Don't come over here, someone come, someone come quickly!" she shouted, rolling and crawling around trying to leave.

At this moment, the kid suddenly pulled out the esophagus that was inserted into Officer Yao.

He leaped in front of her and grabbed Wang Ruoxue who was trying to leave.

"Ah!" Officer Yao felt something being pulled away from his back. His body trembled and he collapsed to the ground.

"Are you okay, Captain?" She hurried forward to support him. He was very weak because his esophagus had just been pulled out.

"It's okay!" Officer Yao shook his head, and at this time the little ghost had already grabbed Wang Ruoxue's shoulders tightly.

"Why? Why!" a shrill child's voice demanded loudly, "Mom, why are you letting me die?"

"Why don't you want Zhezhe? Zhezhe is in so much pain, so much pain!"

"Ah!" Wang Ruoxue struggled like crazy, and the sharp nails had pierced into her skin.

Fans in the live broadcast room were very excited watching this scene. They didn't expect things to change so drastically.

[What's going on? A mother killed her own son? How is this possible?]

"How is that impossible? Didn't you hear what the brat said? It's obvious that this woman despises the poor and loves the rich."

How can I marry into such a wealthy family and become a rich wife peacefully if I don't get rid of this encumbered son?

[This is terrifying. There really are mothers like this in the world. Fortunately, the little ghost has left Officer Yao.]

[Is this revenge for the mother? Don't tell me this is really a conspiracy to kill her own son. Horrible!]

Meng Fuling looked at the scene in front of her with cold eyes, as well as Wang Ruoxue's roar.

"Wang Ruoxue, you are not worthy of being a mother!" Sun Teng was completely crazy and rushed over to settle the score with her.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, several black-clad bodyguards rushed in: "Madam, what happened?"

"Hurry up and take this thing away, hurry up!" she shouted for help.

The bodyguard in black went up and pulled Sun Teng away, but he didn't dare to touch the kid.

The kid bared his teeth and waved his hands wildly, knocking the two bodyguards to the ground.

"Mom, don't even think about going anywhere. Just follow me!"

At this time, cracks appeared on the floor, and a raging inferno began to burn.

When Wang Ruoxue saw the hellish scene below her, she was so frightened that she became incoherent and her face turned pale.

Her body was grabbed tightly and she was about to be dragged downwards by the little devil.

"Help, help me!" she shouted for help.

"I, I don't want this to happen either. I really can't stand this useless man, Sun Teng!"

"Old Wang said that if I want to marry her, we can't have children. Even if she's still alive, it's not absolutely impossible."

"I, I have no choice but to do this, Zhezhe, actually mommy really loves you."

It's ridiculous to still say such things at this point.

Who would believe a lie to a child? I guess even the child himself doesn't believe it.

His resentment still did not dissipate, but instead became stronger and stronger.

At this time, Meng Fuling walked forward and placed her finger on his forehead.

The scene in front of me became clearer and clearer, and I could hear the sound of a man and a woman arguing.

"Sun Teng, what do you mean? I just bought a bag worth ten thousand yuan, is that a big deal?"

"Wang Ruoxue, my monthly salary is only over 10,000 yuan. Can you still make ends meet if you spend so much every month?"

"You couldn't even bear to buy me a bag. How could I have been so stupid to follow you? Divorce!"

Zhezhe heard his parents arguing in the room, so he quickly covered his ears and turned up the volume of the cartoon.

'Swish, ding-dong!'

The sound of things being thrown kept coming, and then Wang Ruoxue slammed the door and came out angrily.

Then she packed up and was about to leave, but Sun Teng grabbed her arm and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"What do you care where I go? Remember to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to get a divorce. Anyone who doesn't go is a grandson."

Wang Ruoxue cursed hysterically and turned her head to glance at Zhezhe who was sitting on the sofa.

He left quickly with a hint of disgust in his eyes, without even a trace of nostalgia.

Zhezhe's eyes were full of grievance. He experienced such days almost every day.

Sun Teng walked up to him and comforted him, "Zhezhe, don't be afraid, Dad is here!"

Wang Ruoxu likes luxury and spends money lavishly on buying things.

In the past few years since her marriage, she has spent almost all the family money, buying expensive cosmetics and fine jewelry.

He has to buy clothes and brand-name bags almost every month, and Sun Teng, an ordinary wage earner, can't afford to support him at all.

Such quarrels happened frequently, and in the end Wang Ruoxue would leave home in anger and not return for several days.

Because of his busy work, Sun Teng was unable to divorce Wang Ruoxue. He had to call her to come back because he had to work overtime on weekends.

Wang Ruoxue returned home in annoyance and saw her son sitting there without saying a word.

If it weren't for him being a burden, she would have divorced Sun Teng long ago and married the rich Boss Wang.

Boss Wang said that he would never marry her unless she was completely cleaned up.

In order to marry into this wealthy family, Wang Ruoxue looked at her son and immediately smiled.

"Zhezhe!" She walked over and touched her son's head, which was rare. "Mom has to go out for a while."

"But before I go out, Mom wants to play a game with you. Zhezhe, don't you think of playing with Mom?"

Seeing his mother being so close to him, Zhezhe's eyes lit up.

"Mom, what game is it?" He held Wang Ruoxue's hand and asked, "If I win, will Mom stay with me and Dad?"

Wang Ruoxue smiled as she listened: "Of course, Zhezhe must do a good job of finding the little dinosaur!"

As he said this, he blindfolded Zhezhe and placed his son's dinosaur doll on the windowsill outside the window.

"Okay!" She said with a smile: "Zhezhe, Mom is going out for a while. You must find it when I come back!"

"Okay!" Zhezhe was very happy. He knew that the little dinosaur's mother would never leave him once she found her.

As soon as Wang Ruoxue left, Zhezhe began to look everywhere for the things his mother had hidden.

But he looked everywhere and couldn't find it until he found the little dinosaur outside the balcony window.

There was a gleam in his eyes as he finally found it.

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