Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

A large truck suddenly speeded up and hit it, and pressed it over his leg, and blood slowly spread on the ground.

The patter of rain fell, and the truck disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"call the ambulance."

It was a court man, shouting hurriedly across the road: "Call an ambulance!"

There is more and more blood on the ground, and the people lying in the pool of blood are motionless, eyes are open, mouths are closed, mouths of blood gushing out...

Zhou Xufang glanced at the direction the truck was driving away: "Uncle, do you believe in God's will?"

Zhou Qing calmed his eyes and looked at this blood red: "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." Twenty-two years ago, he did the same. In a rainy car accident, his legs were crushed.

The raindrops got bigger and bigger, and the blood in the air grew thicker.

Zhou Xufang felt it and said, "So, be a good person."

People are doing it, and the sky is watching.

Zhou Qing nodded: "Go back."

"Yeah." She opened her umbrella and pushed her wheelchair away.

Zhou Qingrang looked back and pushed most of the umbrellas that were leaning toward him to Zhou Xufang's side. Finally, he dialed a phone call: "Team Cheng, my sister's case can be closed."

"Don't check it?"

This case has been established for many years.

He bowed his head and saw the raindrops converge into a stream, flowing to the middle of the road, washing the floor with blood stains: "The murderer has been punished."

Criminal investigation team.

As soon as Team Cheng hung up the phone, Deputy Team Xing came over and said, “As soon as the report was received, there was a car accident at the door of Luo’s house. The truck hit someone and escaped.”

Locke?

Team Cheng asked: "Who is the victim?"

"Luo Huaiyu."

As the sun sets in the west, spring rain is ticking at the window.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the phone from the hospital called. After Jiang Zhi received the call, he said to Zhou Xufang: "The man is not dead, his legs were amputated and he became a vegetable."

Zhou Xufang was caught in the rain, and just after washing, his face was still red, and his eyes were misty and watery.

"Where is the Luo family?"

Jiang Zhi took the towel in her hand and wiped her hair: "Luo Changfang asked people to pay for the hospitalization, but no one named Luo came forward."

The hateful person is also sad.

"He also committed the crime." Zhou Xufang raised a face with red tide in white, "Jiang Zhi."

"Ok."

"It turns out there was really retribution."

Jiang Zhi stopped what she was doing, wrapped her face in a towel and cupped it: "Do you think it's retribution?"

Zhou Xufang nodded.

Jiang Zhi rubbed her half-dry hair, the tips of her hair were very soft, and he squeezed his palms as if imperceptibly, slightly itching: "You think it is, that is."

She believed and felt retribution.

"Jianzhi," she stood on tiptoe, clutching the clothes on his waist, her eyes were black and white and clean, "will you not do bad things in the future?"

Jiang Zhi pecked the corner of her lips: "I'm afraid I will be punished too--"

She immediately covered his mouth.

"Do not talk nonsense."

She was not superstitious before, but when she had a sweetheart, she became afraid of things.

Jiang Zhi grabbed her hand, and kissed her palm: "Don't worry, I have to stay for a thousand years of harm at my level."

She hugged him: "Promise me."

He was silent for a while.

"Ok."

This fool of his family, there is no retribution in the world, the darkest, the most dangerous, but the human heart.

After Zhou Xufang was put to sleep, Jiang Zhi went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and called Qiao Nanchu.

"What did the police find?"

Qiao Nanchu said: "The surveillance did not capture the murderer's face, and the clue was broken."

Jiang Zhi said, calmly.

"Jiang Zhi," Qiao Nanchu was outside, with a cigarette in his hand, no light, "To be honest, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Jiang Zhi turned the faucet to the right, and the sound of water overwhelmed his voice: "Yes."

Qiao Nanchu heard: "Why the **** are you so honest."

Success, he changed his words: "No."

Qiao Nanchu scolded him as an asshole, and remained silent, and finally said: "Just as if I hadn't asked." After that, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhi turned off the faucet, went back to the bedroom, opened the quilt, and lay down. The girl who was sleeping on the corner of the bed rolled into his arms and shouted, half asleep.

"Jianzhi."

"Ok."

She buried her head on his chest, rubbed it, and fell asleep.

Jiang Zhi turned off the bedside lamp, hugged the girl in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her forehead: "Good night, Fangbao."

What is retribution? Prophet Peng came to avenge his son. Three days ago, he was discharged from prison.

Of course, Jiang Zhi's contribution was made to leaving prison. retribution? Don't be stupid, he would rather use evil to curb evil and violence to curb violence. His family Zhou Xufang is kind-hearted, he is not, he is cruel and vengeful.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the door of the Jiang family's old house was knocked.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Like a drum, the incoming person beat it hard.

The Jiang family has the habit of vigil. Tonight is Aping. She was awakened from sleep and got up to open the door: "Who? Stop knocking."

The door was still booming.

Aping opened the door and looked at someone with the lantern outside: "It's Miss Luo Er, why are you here?"

Luo Ying and disgraced, she said: "I'm coming to my aunt."

Tonight, Luo Changfang stayed in the old house for the night. Before coming here, Luo Yinghe had been to two other residences of Luo Changfang.

"The second lady is already asleep--"

Luo Yinghe didn't finish listening, pushed Aping away and ran in, yelling, "Auntie!"

Fulai in the yard saw the stranger and began to call.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

When Fulai was chained, Luo Yinghe was not afraid, barring his teeth at Fulai, and continued to shout: "Aunt! Aunt!"

There was noisy outside, Luo Changfang did not fall asleep, got up, walked into the yard, very unhappy: "What are you yelling, do you understand the rules."

"Auntie," Luo Yinghe saw a'relative', and ran over and grabbed Luo Changfang's hand. "Auntie, you help me."

Listen, one aunt at a mouthful, it feels like feelings.

Luo Changfang brushed away her hand: "What can I do for you?"

Luo Ying and his eyes were red, and they sold poorly: "My house and jewelry were taken away, and the card was frozen. I have nowhere to go."

The Luo family went bankrupt and had debts. The chairman of her was also fired by the new owner. All the assets under her name have been paid off, and she is now very poor.

Luo Changfang watched her in his spare time: "How do you want me to help you?"

Luo Yinghe looked happy: "You take me in, I can live in Jiang's house."

After the storm, why is it still so stupid.

Luo Changfang gathered the expensive mink clothes on her body: "Are you a shelter in the Jiang family?"

Luo Yinghe knew that he couldn't cling to the rich native Jiang family, and changed his words: "Then you can give me some money, not a lot, just a few million."

Millions.

Luo Changfang smiled: "Am I a philanthropist?"

This tone is not to give money.

Luo Yinghe clenched his fists and endured the urge to yell at him: "Auntie, you can't ignore me, I'm your niece."

Luo Changfang always greeted people with a smile, and said softly: "Yinghe, you are already an adult."

This old woman!

Luo Yinghe wanted to beat her. She endured, she finally stepped back: "Then I don't need any money. You can get me a place to live, and then help me arrange a job. This will work."

The Jiang family has a lot of business, just picking the corners, it is enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for a lifetime.

Luo Changfang took off the bracelet from his hand and stuffed it to her, in a superior tone: "It's still worth some money, let's take it for it.

Luo Yinghe looked at the emerald green bracelet in her hand, and blew a scorching breath: "Are you sending a beggar?" A broken bracelet of tens of thousands of dollars can also be used.

"Are not you?"

It was Jiang Fuli who came out and glanced at Luo Yinghe with the same look of garbage: "Aping, don't let anyone in in the future."

Anyone?

Luo Ying twitched with the corners of her mouth: "I* your mother!"

She raised the bracelet in her hand, rushed forward, and hit Jiang Fuli in the face.

Jiang Fuli was caught off guard, hit the bridge of his nose, and suddenly screamed.

Call it?

The more she screamed, the more violent Luo Yinghe slammed the bracelet. With a bang, the bracelet broke, and she immediately touched a stone from the ground.

Luo Changfang was so frightened, he reacted for a long time, and hurriedly yelled Aping: "Get her away!"

Pull? Sorry, people with irritability can't help it.

She took a stone and called to Jiang Fuli's head, Luo Changfang also went to pull it, but was grabbed by her hair. A certain manic patient kicked and smashed with her hands. She went crazy, blushing, and grinning cursing. If it wasn't for her mouth to curse, she would rush to bite.

"You bitch!"

"I beat you to death!"

"Old bitch!"

"Little bitch!"

"A pair of bitches!"

"All bitches!"

"..."

The mother and daughter of the "slut" who are pampered and helpless: "..."