It was a dark night. Ling Qiufeng had just come back from get off work.
"Mom, hurry up and eat. I'm ready." Xiao Zhuoling is well-behaved and sensible. He knows that his mother works very hard to make money. He loves his mother very much. "Mom, I will give you a massage after you finish eating." He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to show off his skills.
Ling Qiufeng is a delicate and graceful Jiangnan woman. She is also a hard-working and happy single mother. She does not hate God for letting her meet her fatal nemesis Zhuo Wannian. Because God gave her a good son who is sensible and filial.
"Azhuo, it's your first day of school today. How are you getting along with your classmates?"
"Don't worry, Mom. I get along very well with my classmates. My deskmate even gave me her cookies. Her name is Julie. She lives on the street next door."
"Good son. Mom is very busy with work recently. She doesn't have time to pick you up and drop you off. You should pay attention to safety when you go to and from school."
Xiao Zhuoling nodded. "Okay."
Everything was the same as usual. Hard work and dull, but fulfilling and happy. However, an unknown person suddenly broke in and broke everything.
I saw a man wearing a mask and a peaked cap. He had white gloves on his hands and a sharp knife. He stood there with a fierce look. His eyes were cold and bloodless. He broke into the house and reached out and picked up Zhuo. Ling's collar.
"Ah. Let go of my son." Ling Qiufeng rushed forward and hugged Zhuo Ling.
At that time, the security in London was not very good. Armed robberies on the streets were common. Ling Qiufeng's first reaction was that there was a burglar in her home. She said in English: "igiveyouthemoner, don'thurtson, please, sir, don' thurtson."
Zhuo Ling also hugged his mother. But his collar was grabbed by the man, strangling him until his neck hurt. He opened his mouth and bit the man's mouth, biting hard.
"You bastard, if you dare to bite me, I will tear your mouth apart."
Ling Qiufeng was shocked to realize that this person was Chinese. She fell to her knees and begged, crying: "Brother, please just let us two go. If you want money, I will give it to you. You have seen it in our house too." .There’s nothing valuable. You can take whatever you want. I still have a few hundred pounds in my bag. You can take that too. Please don’t hurt my son. Please.”
Unfortunately, Ling Qiufeng thought wrong. This man did not come for money, but for the lives of their mother and son.
The man swung the sharp knife. A cut suddenly appeared on Ling Qiufeng's arm. Her clothes were cut and blood flowed out. That's not all. The man raised his foot and kicked Ling Qiufeng in the chest. "Get away. I You're just using money to do things for others. Don't blame me. If you are, blame the person who wants to kill your mother and son."
"Ah..." Ling Qiufeng accidentally let go of her son and fell heavily to the ground.
The man was at least 1.8 meters tall. He was tall and powerful. They were orphans and widowed mothers, so they were no match for him. The man saw that the child in his hands was struggling hard. He suddenly lifted the child high. "The little kid is so strong. .You still dare to bite someone. I want you to know the consequences of biting me immediately."
"No..." Xiao Zhuoling was held high in the air. Ling Qiufeng rushed over and hugged the man's thigh, and kept begging. "No, brother. We are all Chinese. It is not easy here. Please do it. Please don't hurt us..." Ling Qiufeng knew in his heart that he must be someone sent by Cai Nianlan for eight years. This vicious woman will not let her go after all. "Brother, if you want to kill me, just kill me and let my son go. The child is innocent. He is only eight years old. Please."
The man moved slowly. A look of pity flashed in his eyes.
Zhuo Ling, who was so young, didn't know how dangerous it was at this moment. He only knew that his mother was injured. It was this bad guy who cut his mother. He kicked the man's head and shoulders with his feet. He wanted to protect his mother.
In the end, the man's slight expression of pity was driven away by anger. He threw Zhuo Ling heavily to the ground.
"Ah." A child's voice sounded clear and short. Zhuo Ling fainted and fell to the ground. Life or death was unknown.
"A'Zhuo. A'Zhuo. My son..." Ling Qiufeng rushed over like crazy. Her son was her life. She picked up the unconscious Zhuo Ling. Her limp little body was injured somewhere. "A'Zhuo.
Zhuo, Azhuo, wake up. Don’t leave your mother alone. Azhuo, Azhuo, ah..."
Accompanied by screams, Ling Qiufeng was carried up by the man. His body was suspended in the air. "Ah, help. What do you want to do?"
The man carried Ling Qiufeng into the bedroom and threw her hard on the bed. In addition to killing, there was also lust in his eyes.
Ling Qiufeng was still resisting at first. However, when the huge thing moved in and out of her body, she became as stiff as a dead body.
The man kept beating. He had reached a state of madness. He didn't expect that the woman he was ordered to kill was such a beauty. She was not very young, but her beauty and demeanor were definitely no worse than those of a young woman. Anyway,
It's also a death. It's better to let him feel better first.
"Uh... poof..." Ling Qiufeng spat out a mouthful of blood. She bit her tongue and committed suicide. She was unwilling to suffer this humiliation. She thought her son had been thrown to death.
The man was annoyed when he noticed that the woman under him was biting her tongue. However, he still did not stop thrusting. Instead, he held Ling Qiufeng's waist with both hands and began to move even more violently.
At this time, Zhuo Ling's eyelashes outside flickered slightly. He did not fall to death, but fell unconscious. He was almost hit hard from a height of about two meters.
"Mom. Mom." Zhuo Ling rubbed his eyes and stood up. He heard the sound in the room and ran towards the room regardless of his sore butt.
That scene. He was stunned. He stared at the scene in front of him with round eyes. This was also a scene that he had not dared to recall for so many years.
I saw my mother lying naked on the bed, with her eyes staring forward. There was a large amount of blood around her mouth. The blood stained the pillow cover and the sheets red. And the gangster was still running on the mother's body.
"Uh. Uh. Uh." The man growled. His whole body collapsed. The feeling of elation was so satisfying. If the woman under him had bitten her tongue a little later, he would have been even more satisfied.
It was this kind of pleasure of reaching the top that made him not notice at all that the eight-year-old boy was standing behind him with his sharp knife.
Zhuo Ling held the sharp knife tightly and stabbed the man's back with all his might.
"Ah..." The man suddenly turned around and reached out to grab Zhuo Ling's wrist. Zhuo Ling dodged cleverly and stabbed the man's chest fiercely.
He was very scared. But his mother said that boys should not be timid. He saw the man on the ground reaching out to him again. He suddenly pulled out the sharp knife and stabbed it in again.