Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 585 I Only Have You (12)

The faint voice bewitched him, causing his eyes to straighten and gradually become lax.

He moved his lips slowly and began to repeat unconsciously,
"doing things for my son"

"Yes, do the right thing."

The strange blood eyes gradually dissipated, but his eyes became more and more hazy, as if they were covered with a layer of gray.

He kept repeating that sentence in his mouth, and walked slowly step by step.

"Do things for my son Do things for my son."

He gradually walked towards the outside of the casino, towards an unknown direction.

Tonight, Song Jing was beaten again.

The reason for the beating was simple—Liang Wenjing discovered his hidden snacks and milk.

At first glance, these private possessions were not bought by Song Jing, but given to him by the girl next door.

Such a free good thing, but he didn't hand it over to her, which made her extremely annoyed.

She made him kneel on the cold ground and slapped him frantically.

An adult's slap was slapped heavily, directly making him unsteady and hitting the sharp corner of the coffee table.

The little boy lowered his head, blood flowed from his head in an instant,

He didn't say a word, didn't even utter a word of pain.

Both faces were red and swollen from the beating, hot palm prints were printed on them, and the sharp nails even scratched his skin.

He lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly behind his back, hiding his only two candies left, and did not dare to move.

An eight-year-old boy, beaten by an adult, has no ability to resist at all.
He was thrown to the ground, kicked hard,
The bones slammed on the floor with a heavy sound.

Seeing his half-dead appearance, Liang Wenjing was even more furious from the bottom of her heart.
She started to step up and kicked him in the stomach,
"Bitch, bastard—how the hell did you get born in the first place—"

"No wonder your mother is a prostitute. Looking at your stupid appearance, you know how to seduce others at a young age. As expected, you are your own son. Even the methods of seduction are exactly the same!"

"Damn really want to kill you, why don't you die, die—"

"Snapped--"

Liang Wenjing was slapped hard by a sharp slap.

The extreme force caused her skull to rupture for an instant, and there was a click.

She was thrown directly to the wall, and a nail for hanging things was directly inserted into the back of her head.

She opened her eyes slightly, as if she lost her life in an instant,

The back of the head was nailed into the nail, unable to move,

The blood flowed out so quietly.

The room was dead silent.

In the living room, a man reeking of alcohol was unsteady,
He still held a bottle of wine in his hand, took a sip, and showed an impatient expression,
As if he wasn't the one who killed someone just now, he walked into the bedroom drunkenly.

And outside the open door,

Zhou Simin, who just came back from get off work, was stiff. After witnessing all this, his hands were shaking and his face was pale.

Half a minute later, she tremblingly picked up the phone and dialed 110.

"Hey, are you the police? I, I want to report the crime. This is Unit [-], Building [-], Guangming Community. There's... a dead person here."

night,

The siren of the police car resounded throughout the neighborhood.

The prisoner was detained, shackled, still drunk and delirious.

The ambulance also came and sent Song Jing to the car.

Liang Wenjing died, died instantly, from brain trauma,
Song Jing fainted and lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)