Chapter 1117： killed

Wu Yue could hear the movement outside clearly. She cried even more loudly, and her body twisted violently. She grabbed her hand on Father Song's body fiercely, and she caught bloodstains one after another. [WWw.SuiMеng.lā

Father Song was so terrified that he was so angry that he slapped him without thinking, "I don't know what's wrong, be honest with me, or I'll sell you to a nightclub."

He Biyun was so frightened by the sight in front of him that he was completely dumbfounded and watched blankly.

Her daughter, she had high hopes, to give her a daughter who won glory.

At this moment, she was stripped naked by her husband and pressed under her body to do that shameless thing, next to her stepson who was also naked.

Even a fool knows what these two beasts did to her daughter!

"Mom...you save me...I still have to go to college...I still want to get married..." Wu Yue cried, her voice hoarse and struggling fiercely. ..

He Biyun's mind jolted, and he rushed up to pull Father Song down, and roared, "You bastard... Come down quickly... How could you do such a thing to Yueyue..."

Father Song was taken aback by the sudden appearance of He Biyun. He felt a little guilty for no reason, but then he became confident again. He raised both mother and daughter, so what happened to sleeping?

"Go away, I have raised him for so many years, why not let me sleep, I just want to sleep!"

Father Song, whose face was torn apart, had no sense of shame, and moved in front of He Biyun, Wu Yue cried, struggled, and looked at He Biyun with tears in her eyes.

She secretly hated in her heart, why didn't she do something useless?

"Mom... I have no face to live, you give me the scissors, I'd better wipe my neck to die, I have no face to live..." Wu Yue cried miserably, but her eyes were fixed on the scissors on the table .

He Biyun followed her line of sight and looked over. The large scissors with cold light were lying on the table. They were the scissors she usually used to kill fish and chickens. How could they come here?

The greatly stimulated He Biyun's eyes were straight, and she could no longer think about this question. She looked at Song's father who was shaking over her daughter, and then at Wu Yue, who was only shouting to die, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Good Yueyue, Mom is here to save you... With Mom, no one would dare to harm you..."

He Biyun said incoherently, staggered over and grabbed the scissors and charged towards Father Song who was unaware. When Song Baoliang noticed, the scissors in He Biyun's hand were already It pierced into Father Song's heart.

Dark red blood spurted out, and Father Song fell onto the bed without even humming.

"dad……"

Song Baoliang was taken aback. He glanced at He Biyun, who was holding the bleeding scissors, and his scalp was numb. Only then did he remember that his cheap stepmother was mentally ill!

Not bothering to check Father Song's injury, Song Baoliang ran out subconsciously, Wu Yue hurriedly grabbed him tightly, and cried to He Biyun: "Mom, he and uncle bullied me together, I'm ashamed to see anyone. what……"

"Don't be afraid of Yueyue... With your mother, no one can bully you..."

He Biyun repeated the same words with a stunned expression, grabbed the scissors and stabbed at Song Baoliang without thinking. Song Baoliang wanted to grab He Biyun's scissors, but Wu Yue hugged him tightly.

In just such an instant, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest, blood spurted out again, Song Baoliang's legs softened, and he fell to the ground, not knowing about the personnel.