Chapter 325

Leng Huiyou's childhood is gray and cold. It's needless to say that his father always cares about another woman and the son born to that woman.

But his mother is even more ridiculous. After being abandoned by the slag man, he still does not want to recognize the fact, and is full of thinking about how to remarry with that man, thus ignoring her two sons completely.

But his elder brother, because he has no parents' care, may be too boring and boring. He likes to practice boxing with him when he has nothing to do. It seems that only by beating him can he live happily.

Too helpless, too desperate, he was originally cold heart grinding the last trace of temperature is not left.

So at the age of 19, he killed the first man. The man was drunk and driving. When he hit him, he pointed to his nose and swore at him, scolding him for having parents and no one to support him.

In a rage, he snatched the bottle from the drunkard's hand and smashed his head.

That time, it could be regarded as a passion killing, but after the event, he did not have a trace of panic, on the contrary, he was particularly sober and calm.

He calmly erase the traces left by himself, and carefully fake that person caused the false appearance of death in a car accident.

At home, watching the "accident" reported on TV, a kind of faint pleasure came to his mind, which he knew he had never had since.

Driven by this pleasure, he began to create the black wind hall, from only one subordinate, to more and more people, and the scale was growing.

In the meantime, many evil things have been done.

But he didn't feel guilty or regretful at all.

Anyway, life has been so bad that you are afraid to become worse?

Until, that smile beautiful and warm woman appeared in his life.

At that time, his third brother was educated by this woman to be very simple and kind. When he saw that he was a single figure, he took him home.

The woman was also very simple, as if silk did not mind that he was the son of the old man's ex-wife and warmly entertained him.

There, he felt the warmth he had never had since childhood, a kind of home warmth.

He seems to be addicted to drugs. He is greedy for the home that doesn't belong to him and the warmth of the woman. He starts to find various reasons to come to his home. He even pretends to be pitiful because he is reluctant to leave. He just wants to let the woman take him in for another night.

The woman should have seen his poor acting skills, but she just laughed it off and treated him gently.

Every time he saw her smile, he couldn't help thinking that if he married in the future, his wife would be able to smile as beautiful and sunny as he did.

He would never marry a gloomy and extreme woman like his mother!

And this kind of thought, gradually became, if she is his lover how good Anyway, she doesn't want an old man anymore, does she?

With this uneasy and expectant mood, every time he faced her, he would blush unconsciously, as green as a high school boy.

And the beauty of all this, in one night, was over.

She was wearing a white skirt and lying in the bathtub with a pale face. The water in the bathtub was dyed red with blood, and the water overflowed out. The ground was full of scarlet, and the room was full of her bloody smell

The only warmth in his life is gone.

After that, his life became numb and mechanical.

Numb to make money, numbly to expel interests and harm nature. As long as you have money, you can do anything But it seems that he can no longer get pleasure from these things.

Life, more and more boring, more and more dissatisfied, the whole person is more and more hysterical!

More and more, want to destroy everything!

"Leng Huiyou, you rebellious son!" Suddenly, a sharp roar broke the silence of the hall, and Yang Song ran down the stairs.

She trembled her fingers and pointed to Leng Huiyou. Her eyes were red with anger, "you son of a wolf! How dare you have that dirty idea of that bitch! How dare you! I am your mother! I've been ruined in my life because of that woman! You, as my son, not only don't take it out for me, but also like the dead old man, you've been fascinated by that slut. Do you have any conscience? What's good about that slut

"Shut up!" Leng Si's face is as if covered with a layer of frost, "let me hear you insult my mother again, don't blame me to you!"

Yang Song took a look at him and thought of the slap he had slapped him in the hospital. He shrunk unconsciously, but he still couldn't bear to roar at Leng Huiyou: "what's good about her! I am the mother who gave birth to you

"What else did you do besides give birth to me?" Leng Huiyou raised his eyes and looked at her with heavy eyes.

Yang Song choked, "I..."

"Oh, I forgot." Leng Huiyou laughed, but his face suddenly sank, "you also killed her."

Lengsi suddenly looked up, "what do you say?"

Yang Song shuddered and stepped back two steps in disbelief, "you What's wrong with you... ""How did I know that?" Leng Huiyou said coldly, "I know more. I also know that it was the elder brother who was watching the wind outside. You went in and killed her

Lengsi stood up and approached Yang Song step by step, "is what he said true? My mother, you killed me

The voice is cold to the bone, and the color of eyes is filled with cold tide.

Yang Song was pale and stepped back, "I I... "

Her back bumped into the wooden wall, and she could not retreat. She simply threw herself out of the room, raised her head and said in a loud voice, "yes, what if I killed her? She has no shame, and she is willing to degenerate to be a junior. She destroys my family and my life. Let her die like that, or it will be cheaper for her! "

Leng Si squinted, suddenly reached out, and held her neck in the palm, "you know, she didn't know you were married in advance! When she knew the truth, she had left the old man! "

"So what! She quit, my life is still because she has become a tragedy Yang Song was stuck in his neck and his face turned red. "She ruined my happiness, so she should pay the price..."

She felt the palms of her neck getting tighter and tighter, and she could hardly breathe.

His heart suddenly filled with fear. Yang Song reached out to Leng Huiyou, who was still in his chair. "Son, help me, help me --"

Leng Huiyou looked at the scene as if it was just a play in his eyes, with a cold smile on his mouth. "Anyway, it's going to end. What's the difference between saving and not saving?"

Yang Song heard this, the fear of the bottom of his heart is more and more big, stare big eyes, "you What do you want to do? Don't tell me you want to avenge that woman I am your mother! You madman