Wife-loving mad demon: Tsundere male god be gentle

Chapter 844 Tears of Pain

Long Chenjue's voice was very excited and said: "We went to a small forest outside the manor that no one found to compete. I took a wooden stick, and Long Shenglun also took a wooden stick."

This was an ordinary fight among children, but she had a hunch that it was not that simple. It would be no big deal to hit everyone with a stick at most.

Moreover, the child's hands are already very light, so nothing serious will happen, and Long Chenjue emphasized that it is a wooden stick, not an iron stick.

Long Chenjue's eyes were completely infected by anger: "Once I get started, Long Shenglun is no match for me at all, I will beat Long Shenglun everywhere."

This Jian Xiaomo can also see that she is fully aware of Long Chenjue's skills.

Long Chenjue said again: "But he was not convinced, and he still wanted to compete with me. In the end, I completely beat him to the ground, unable to move." When Long Chenjue said this, a trace of pride appeared on his incomparably handsome face Come.

But Jian Xiaomo couldn't let go of the heart she had been holding all the time, she looked at Long Chenjue with a pale face, she always felt that it would not be so simple.

But it's not that simple.

To make Long Chenjue hate like this, it must be something not simple, and his mother died on that day, she instinctively had something to do with Long Chenjue's fight, otherwise Long Chenjue would not blame himself for this.

Long Chenjue's hoarse voice suddenly raised his voice at this moment: "But, that hateful Long Shenglun suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist at this moment, and that pistol was given to me by my father. His birthday present."

When Jian Xiaomo heard this, she completely forgot to breathe. The pistol made her face completely pale. Could it be that Long Shenglun is going to use a pistol to deal with Long Chenjue?

Unexpectedly, that Long Shenglun was so vicious at such a young age.

Long Chenjue's words confirmed Jian Xiaomo's conjecture, his voice was completely infected by anger and he said, "He actually came to point a pistol at me, and even pressed the safety button."

Jian Xiaomo's eyes widened completely, and he looked at Long Chenjue.

Long Chenjue also suddenly lowered his head and looked at Jian Xiaomo. His body trembled violently, and his voice trembled even more: "The moment he pressed the safety button and pointed the pistol at me, my mommy Running over, my mommy threw herself in front of me and hugged me tightly."

"Then Long Shenglun shot, and then my mother was covered in blood and fell into my arms." Long Chenjue's voice was already hoarse, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Speaking of this, Jian Xiaomo suddenly saw tears in the man's eyes.

This selfish, domineering, arrogant man was so fragile at this moment, and she saw crystal tears streaming down Long Chenjue's handsome cheeks like that wantonly.

At this moment, Jian Xiaomo could feel the pain in Long Chenjue's heart. This man was suffering from great pain, a pain that no one could feel.

He watched helplessly as his mother used his body to block the bullets for him. He was still a child at that time, a six-year-old child, and saw his mother lying in his arms covered in blood.

Not to mention a child, even an adult may not be able to bear it.

Long Chenjue's spirit almost collapsed at this moment, he shook Jian Xiaomo violently and said: "Jian Xiaomo, I saw my mommy was covered in blood, she just looked at me with a pale face and said no She uttered a word, her snow-white clothes were completely stained with blood, she opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word at all, and finally closed her eyes in my arms." Long Chenjue's voice fell into a low voice at the end middle.

(End of this chapter)