Chapter 30

After a few rounds, the servants turned pale and refused to approach again.

Because Xia Shengge had a piece of broken plastic on his hand.

It was a fragment from one of the toys, which was collected in the "baibaoge" by Xia Sheng song when he was a child.

At this time, the pink broken plastic has been covered with bright red blood and is ticking down.

Some drip on the railing, some fall high and drop downstairs.

Old lady Xia's lips trembled. She said in a trembling voice for a long time: "turn around, turn around! This little beast can't get better. Hurry, kill her for me."

Xia Jingshan also said angrily, "a group of waste people can't fight with their bare hands. Don't you know how to use something as a weapon?"

Servants hurried to get brooms. Those who carried brooms and those who carried chairs quickly surrounded Xia Sheng song.

The delicate girl was surrounded by several heavily armed people. The blood fell from her white hands. There was no blood on her delicate and beautiful face. Even her lips were pale, so lonely and helpless.

Mrs. Xia thinks Xia Sheng's song can't turn out the wind and waves.

She just made up her mind and said with a sneer, "take the box in her hand. This little beast is really against the sky. I have to burn her old shoes and her mother's things in front of her today!"

The servants were ready to come forward when they heard the order.

Suddenly I felt a flower in front of me, and the girl who had been surrounded by them disappeared.

Old lady Xia's face was still full of arrogance and resentment, and she felt a pain in her neck.

A pair of cold, pale, bloody hands grabbed her collar and dragged her to the railing.

Old lady Xia was about to spit out her tongue. She stared at the girl with red eyes like a fierce ghost. Her resentment and resentment finally began to be replaced by fear.

Crazy! Crazy!

Is this little bitch crazy?

Xia Sheng's song slowly lifted the corners of his lips, and a bright smile like sunshine burst out on his beautiful little face.

But her red eyes made her look very strange and crazy.

"Why do you have to force me?"

The girl's voice was so clear and moving, but it scared old lady Xia almost out of her wits.

Because Xia Shengge slowly put the sharp end of the pink broken plastic against her neck.

The other little hand also pushed her body out of the railing.

No matter which hand makes a force, old lady Xia will return to the West.

Old lady Xia's tears and snot all came out. She wanted to talk, but she found that her throat could only make a click.

Xia Jingshan and Feng yaoqin, as well as the servants in the room, were also stunned. For a time, they didn't even react to save old lady Xia.

……

Xia Shengge's eyes were red as blood, and a voice in his mind was shouting wildly: kill her! Kill her! Die with these animals!

But there is another voice telling her: you live again for yourself, not for others. You can't ruin your life for these animals.

Xia Shengge turned and looked at the home where she had lived for more than ten years.

Everywhere here, she was humiliated, bullied, squeezed and deceived.

Her twenty-five years of life has become a big joke.

She struggled to survive for three years because Xia Ruoling was thrown into the hell of no man, no ghost or no ghost.

When he came back, he was thrown to Qi Ming as a scapegoat and tasted the pain of cutting thousands of knives without a whole body.

For what? Why?

Why did these animals ruin her life!

Why can't she hate? No revenge? Can't be crazy?!!

Xia Shengge's eyes became more and more red. In the scream of old lady Xia, she stabbed the sharp plastic knife into the blue and purple carotid artery.

The next moment, however, a cold hand held her wrist with broken plastic.

The trembling body was embraced in a wide embrace.

A low male voice whispered in her ear again and again, "Shh... Xia Sheng song, be good, it's all right. I'm here... No one can..."

The voice was cold and deep, with a bit of hoarseness and not much tenderness.

But it was like hitting her soul directly, which made Xia Shengge gradually wake up from the state of madness.

She raised her head in a daze, still with scarlet eyes. She looked at a handsome but cold face.

"Jiu... Ye?"

Xia Shengge could feel Lu Jiucheng holding her body, obviously trembling slightly, and his chest fluctuated slightly.

Those bottomless eyes seem to suppress something.

When Xia Shengge wanted to see it again, Lu Jiucheng had raised his hand to cover her eyes and said faintly, "that's what you said. You can do it alone in half an hour?"

Hearing the familiar poisonous tongue of the ninth master, Xia Sheng's song was completely awake.

She quickly broke away from Lu Jiucheng's arms and looked down at her bloody hands with a faint look.

What did she just do?

Did she almost kill Mrs. Xia?

Xia Shengge thought of the three hellish years that were completely different from normal human life, and the fear and despair of being dismembered by Qi Ming.

There was a faint loss in her mind.

Is she still a normal person?

Can she really live again and find her own life?

"Where are the things?"

The man's cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Xia Sheng's self doubt.

She raised her head and looked at Lu Jiucheng: "what?"

At this sight, Xia Shengge couldn't help being stunned.

She just saw from the ninth master's eyes that she was distressed and... Helpless?

No, it should be just an illusion.

Because with only a blink of an eye, she could only see that there were no waves or waves in the deep and beautiful eyes of the ninth master. No, there were still some emotions. It seemed to be... Contempt?

Lu Jiucheng said, "what did you say? Xia Shengge, do you remember what you came to Xia's house for?"

"Oh, oh!" Xia Shengge remembered. She quickly handed over the wooden box with blood in her hand, "the title deed is in here."

As she spoke, she threw away the plastic knife and opened the wooden box.

However, it was empty.

Xia Shengge's eyebrows and eyes sank.

She should have thought of it.

Since old lady Xia stole the box and wanted to smash it in front of her, how could she leave the important title deed in the wooden box?

She suddenly turned to look at old lady Xia and said coldly, "where's the title deed?"

Xia Jingshan and Feng yaoqin didn't come back until this time.

Ninth master?

The ninth master came here in person?!