C210 Take your own child to vent your anger

Just as I walked forward a few steps, a luxurious car suddenly drove towards me from not too far away. Before I could clearly see who was inside the car, I heard a woman's voice coming from behind, "Lin Fan, please halt."

When she arrived in front of me and stuffed the handmade, small, exquisite bag into my bosom, I said to me, "This small spice bag is indeed not worth much money, but I sewn it into a piece of cloth and gave it to you as a souvenir. After we return home, don't forget to frequently contact me."

I tightly clenched the small sachet given to me and said, "Alright, Hui Ling, when I return, I will definitely frequently contact you. I hope that you will take care of yourself."

Just then, this luxurious car had unknowingly stopped by my side, but a familiar female voice sounded from the car: "So this is our new girlfriend, Xiao Fan? "He looks pretty good."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a man's voice: "That's not right, I saw Xiao Fan's girlfriend earlier. Although he was pretty, she wasn't like this either, right? Could it be that this kid is moving on to someone else? "

When I turned around and looked in the window, I saw that it was my father and mother who had just spoken.

When I heard what they had said, I said to them through the window, "What are you talking about? The girl who gave me this gift is a pure man and woman, okay? "

"Okay, okay, get in the car? No matter what the relationship is, your parents will support you. " My father said.

After that, I bid farewell to Hui Ling, opened the car door, and threw the bed on the ground. Then, I turned around and got into the car, and disappeared in a flash.

After returning home, I found a temporary job to do first. However, because I had more work to do today, after finishing my work, it was already very late. Feeling helpless, I had no choice but to grope my way to my dorm room in the dark.

But when I reached a dark alley, I felt an inexplicable sense of dread.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. At this moment, I felt as if someone was following me, but when I subconsciously looked back, I realized that all the things in my mind had vanished in an instant.

At this moment, as I walked forward, I warned myself that there was no ghost in this world. The so-called thinking too much, worrying too much and being afraid was actually deceiving myself.

After thinking about it, I tried my best to calm down a bit and to be a bit braver, but for some reason, I couldn't escape the illusory devil plot in my mind. Unknowingly, I sped up my pace a bit, as if I wanted to return home with my life.

However, just as I reached the alleyway that was almost every day, for some reason, the alleyway came to a halt.

At this moment, I was scared out of my wits, because I once heard from some people that not far from this alley, there was a house that was used as a mortuary for corpses. In the past, I wasn't afraid when I passed by here with my companions, but now, I am alone …

"Pah!"

When I consciously felt a light tap on my left shoulder, I couldn't help but shiver, and all the hairs on my body stood on end for a moment.

Just when I turned my head, I saw a blurry figure wearing a grey robe, standing dumbly beside me.

"Ya, ghost …"

After I said that in my heart, I wanted to run away. However, just as I was about to run forward, this unknown object pulled my clothes forcefully back.

"Haha, boy, you still want to run? Are you afraid of this …?"

As a man said this, he placed a sharp knife on my neck, and at that moment, a few burly men suddenly swarmed in from all directions and swiftly put me in a big bag. I was just about to struggle for a while, but suddenly, I smelled a mysterious fragrance coming from the bag, and fainted right after.

After I woke up, it was already the morning of the second day. At this moment, my entire body was already bound by an iron lock, and in front of me were a few young men of about thirty years of age. I subconsciously looked at them and saw that they had tied up a thick rope that was hurting me, and I was even a little numb to it.

"Heh, heh, boy, we don't want to do anything. As long as you do as we say, we guarantee that you'll be safe and sound, or else …"

A young man with a creepy haircut greeted me and immediately changed into a creepy, sinister smile. When he came to my side, he playfully pinched my face and arrogantly took out a cell phone. He placed it in front of me and said, "Hurry, quickly call your mother and have her exchange five hundred thousand yuan for your life within three days. Within three days, if you can't get the money, get her to come and collect your corpse."

"No, I can't do that, and I don't want to!"

I coldly replied.

"What?" Do you really not want to do this? If that's the case, then you will only die? "

As the man spoke, he placed the knife on my neck once again and raised his voice. "Are you going to call your mother or not?"

"I don't have her cell phone number, and she doesn't have that much money." I said.

"Hehe, are you joking? According to our investigation, we clearly know that your mother is the vice president of a large company. She has at least two to three million yuan in savings, so it's a piece of cake for her to take the five hundred thousand. If you really don't have your mother's number, you can call your father and ask him if he knows. " He continued to press me.

Afterwards, he told me that he was the hoodlum in this area, and his nickname was black panther.

Looking at this short-browed, swarthy fellow, I couldn't believe that this little hoodlum who looked like a mad sheep would have such a mighty and intimidating nickname.

"I won't call my mother!" After I said that to him, I turned my head to the side.

"You're right, you can! "Brat, just you wait. I don't believe that I can't subdue you, little bastard!"

He gave me a hard look, then turned around and flung out a sentence in anger. "Tighten the lock on this little bastard and starve him for a few days. Do you want to see if he will do as I say?"

After these shameless fellows tightened the iron lock on my body, they left this room and followed the momentum to lock the door. Then, they walked towards a luxurious, gorgeous ballroom that was filled with wine and lamps, as well as numerous young ladies …

"Brother Bao, may I ask, what do you and your brothers need?" A young lady dressed in a bewitching manner, with her arms naked and her waist twisted, greeted him gently, "We will definitely serve you wholeheartedly, to the satisfaction of every handsome brother."

"F * ck, stand over there!"

black panther pushed her away angrily and led the group in.

The passionate music of the dance, accompanied by the bewildering colorful lights, made this group of unruly men and women shake their heads violently as if they had eaten a pill or something, violently shaking their heads and jumping about without end …

"Ah, Brother Bao is here. I haven't seen you for so many days. Where did you go to pick up girls?"

"F * ck off!" The black panther did not wait for the woman in her thirties to finish speaking, and pulled her hand to the side, "Stop getting in the way!"

Liu Cui! What about Liu Cui? Why isn't she here today? "

After looking around, black panther could not find the girl, so he hurriedly asked the woman who was in her thirties.

"She …" Yesterday, she was beaten up by someone. I heard that the leader of that group of people was called some kind of dragon and had a huge power. That's right, Cui Er was beaten up by this person's subordinate. " she said.

"Then... "Why didn't you mention me?" The black panther angrily asked.

"Actually, we really did mention you, but they said that all the heroes in the world, only the Dragon, big bro Bao, you are nothing!" she said.

"Damn it!" When black panther heard this, he could no longer hold back. He kicked over the table and cursed loudly, "These people, they even dare to hit my woman. I will skin them alive."

But at the moment, he was just joking, because right now, he did not know what beating up Liu Cui's group looked like, where they were, or where they were. Regarding these, he could only settle the score after asking around, or maybe after finding the right opportunity.

One night, three days later, I was still tied up in a dark room. I was numb and miserable, being punished in an unknown corner, tears shining in my eyes. At this moment, I felt too hungry, but no one sent me a dry steamed bun or a mouthful of water.

Just as my eyes filled with tears, a childhood memory brought me back to memory. At that time, my childish, broken heart was once again smashed into pieces by the powerless reality. Immediately, that heart-rending scene that I didn't want to look back on but couldn't help but to look back on played out in my mind once again as vividly as a movie.

It was noon when I was seven, and when I got home from school, I was so hungry that I was looking forward to having a good meal when my dad came home from work, but just as I was coming home in high spirits and shouting, "Dad, I'm back," as usual, I saw something I couldn't believe.

At this moment, my aunt, with her eyes red, seemed to have something to say, and my father, with a straight face, kept scolding me. When I saw this, I immediately felt that something was wrong, and then I remembered something I had recently heard, so I said to her on the spot, "I recently heard that you were depressed about my mother, but …"

"Pah!"

A resounding slap landed on my childish face, and he spat out a few words, "A child, what do you know?"

At that moment, I was terrified. I felt a burning pain in my face.

"What are you doing?" "What is there to say that you can't say properly? You just have to vent your anger on your own child. The child is so young, how can he bear it?"

When my aunt at the side saw this, she hurriedly ran over and tightly hugged my weak body before shouting out to my father.

My father, hearing this, did not say anything, but turned and walked to the other room, because it was too late and he was afraid of being late, so he did not eat. He just said to his aunt: It's too late, I will not eat lunch, I might as well wait until the afternoon to eat, then I broke through my aunt's obstruction and ran to school, feeling wronged.

In the years that followed, I refused to acknowledge my father. Another reason was that one afternoon, when I was passing a coffee shop and found my father drinking coffee with a beautiful aunt and discussing something, I really wanted to rush in and scold my father for being too sentimental to betray his mother and the woman for not being able to.

In the end, however, I did not because I knew that no one would put a child in their eyes. If I tried to stop them, it would not only be useless, but it would also backfire on them.

After that, I stayed with my aunt, never having had the chance to see or care for my father, or even to beat him, or to miss him, because in my childish, innocent, vulnerable little mind, it was hard to contain my father, who was so different from the past.

It wasn't until the end of primary school, when my father loved me a lot, that I realized that he had his own difficulties. In addition to his sincere attitude towards me, I slowly accepted him again. And it was only in the last few days, when I saw that beautiful aunt again, that I learned that she was my real mother, and that they were having a discussion about me.

At that moment, the door opened, and black panther walked in with his men.

After he turned on the light, the entire room lit up. The strong light made his glasses hurt, making it hard to open.

"Little bastard, have you decided yet? If you don't call your mother, I'll starve you to death. "

A young man standing beside black panther with a ferocious expression said to me with a straight face after taking off his black sunglasses.

While I was consciously moving my body to the side and staring at his face, it was as if I saw a wolf in human clothing. However, I wisely knew what I was going to face in the end. It was also at this moment that I finally realized that my stubbornness was incapable of saving me. Right now, what I needed to do was to try to escape and ask for help from the outside world.

With my stomach in a state of panic and hunger, when I thought about everyone in the house, I finally made a choice that even I couldn't believe. It was to tell them my father's cell phone number.

"Hey!"

After I said that powerlessly, a man's voice sounded from the other side of the phone, asking me anxiously and anxiously: "Hello, is this Xiao Fan? What's the matter at this late hour? "I've been there for a few days already, why didn't you tell me to call dad?"

I felt an indescribable warmth in my heart. The voice on the other end of the phone was indeed the voice of my father, who had been slightly resentful.

Thinking of the difficult situation I was in, my heart couldn't help but tremble. Tears immediately welled up in my eyes. It was a long time before I was able to say a single word. I don't even know myself.

"Xiao Fan, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly stop talking? "

The voice on the other end of the phone came at me like a sword chasing the wind.

"Dad, it's my fault …" After saying those words, my eyes immediately reddened. The few men around me were talking in a low voice, but I felt that my hearing was a little fuzzy. At the same time, I felt that there was conflict and fatherly love mixed together within my weak heart.