Bug Master In Doomsday

Chapter 775: The most painful thing is to attack the heart

The gentle-looking middle-aged woman gave the man a sullen look, "I know that I can eat and eat, and I can't even take care of my son. You can sleep on the sofa tonight!" After that, she hugged the boy and walked towards the stairs.

"Woo~Woo!" The boy in the middle-aged woman's arms suddenly burst into tears, struggling hard in her arms, "Ma Ma, let me down!"

The little boy's father saw the child's sudden crying, and his expression suddenly tensed, he hurried forward, worried and asked: "Son, what's the matter, is it a stomachache, do you want to pull Baba?"

The little boy shook his head crying, still struggling, eagerly trying to stand on the ground, the gentle woman was also anxious at the moment, and quickly squatted down and put the little boy on the ground.

As soon as it was placed on the ground, the little boy immediately stopped crying, and walked towards the stairs with his short legs. The innocent eyes looked around, seeming to be looking for something.

Standing at the corner of the stairs, Wang Mang saw this extremely strange scene, and an extremely absurd idea emerged in his heart, this little boy is not looking for himself!

Wang Mang slowly walked out of the stairs. The little boy also saw Wang Mang at this moment. Those Shui Ling Tongzhen eyes were watching Wang Mang closely, and a bit of resentment and anger that did not match his age suddenly appeared.

"Why are you here!!! I am you, you are me, why should I lose my biological parents again?!"

The childish voice made a desperate, angry, violent roar, his hands clenched into fists, and pointed at Wang Mang suddenly, "Do you understand the pain of losing your closest parents?! Do you understand the pain!!"

Wang Mang was already stunned at this moment. Looking at the roar of the three or four-year-old child, he opened his mouth for a while and was speechless. Suddenly, Wang Mang's brain showed the boy's father teasing the boy, "Xiao Mang, let's go climbing... .....'

Xiaomang? ! Xiaomang! Could it be that these are your own biological parents? ! Wang Mang's eyes widened, his body trembled slightly, his left hand holding the stair handle suddenly arched and clenched, and he actually cracked the wooden handrail to pieces!

"I'm sorry...I...I..." Facing the boy, that is, the accusation of ‘self’, Wang Mang was no longer resolute in killing and decisive, his expression wilted, he became a little stuttered and speechless.

The little boy smiled desperately and miserably, turned his head and looked behind him, and wiped the tears that fell from the corner of his eyes, "You know, you will lose your parents in the next moment, and then lose your memory over time and become an orphan. There will be no parents or relatives in this world!"

After that, the child staggered back to the first floor with a little body, with a sense of sorrow!

With a sudden gunshot, Wang Mang's left chest and heart suddenly suffocated. A kind of unbreathable pain filled Wang Mang's heart and brain. This strange suffocation feeling was dozens of times more painful than the punishment of Infinite Hell!

Wang Mang clutched his chest, fell to the ground limply, panting heavily, two crystal clear tears slid out of the corner of his eyes for no reason, his biological parents who had never appeared in his memory died! Why do I feel so heartbroken? Is this really a special connection between blood relatives?

Wang Mang shook his head while asking and answering himself. At that time, he seemed to be able to realize where this ‘despair’ was, and the last test of the Infinite Hell was not to hurt the body, but to attack the heart!

All things in the world, who can be ruthless? Feelings have weaknesses. Some people can resist thousands of punishments and keep secrets, but once his faith collapses, he loses his persistence in his heart, which is a hundred times worse than physical pain!

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