Author: Nv Yaoer

Song Jiayi's shrill scream was like a knife, ruthlessly tearing the sky apart, touching the surrounding onlookers, with sympathy showing on their faces.

Tang Ran looked at the woman on the ground, turned around and left without any sympathy.

At this time, Song Jiayi suddenly stood up and rushed towards Tang Ran.

"It was you, it was you who killed my Ru'er!"

Before she could reach Tang Ran, Chimang stopped her and grabbed her hand. Even Song Jiayi, who was on the verge of madness, couldn't shake Chimang's grip and couldn't move at all.

When Tang Ran heard the noise, she turned to stare at Song Jiayi, smiled at her, stepped forward and whispered in her ear, "Your daughter died in your hands. You administered the medicine, and you opened the door."

You locked it and set the fire."

"Tang Ru, I'm afraid I don't know yet that it was my mother who personally sent her to her death. It would be better if she died in a confused way."

"Song Jiayi has done something wrong and will not live!"

After saying that, Tang Ran turned around and left.

The person Song Jiayi cares about most is Tang Ru.

The only thing she cares about in this world is Tang Ru.

However, he personally sent the person he loved most to death. Only those who have experienced it personally will understand the heartache.

Chimang saw her desperate and empty eyes and threw her away with disdain.

Song Jiayi staggered back a few steps, then laughed softly, and the laughter became louder and louder.

Suddenly he rushed towards a person, opened his eyes and said: "I killed my daughter! I killed my daughter with my own hands! I killed my daughter..."

"Hahaha! I killed my daughter, it was me..."

The pedestrians caught by her were so frightened that they pushed her away and kicked her with curses.

When people around her saw her approaching, they all avoided her and stared at her like she was a madman.

"Is this woman crazy?"

"Looks like he's crazy."

"I guess I was too stimulated, so I went crazy."

…

Song Jiayi sat next to the burnt corpse, crying and laughing, looking crazy.

Half a month later, in a small alley, a long-haired woman was sitting on the dirty ground, digging through the trash can and looking for something to eat.

The woman found a piece of sour steamed bun from the trash can and stuffed it directly into her mouth with a silly smile on her face.

Halfway through eating, a homeless man snatched the bun from her mouth, and the woman tried to snatch it back.

What greeted her was a homeless man's punches and kicks. The woman fell to the ground in pain, her body shaking constantly.

When the tramp had finished beating her, he spat on her head in disgust, turned around and walked away cursing her.

The woman raised her head, smelly, with a trace of blood on her dirty face, her eyes were dull, and she limped forward like a zombie, muttering to herself.

"I killed my daughter, I killed her, I killed her..."

A few meters away from the woman, a slender figure stood, staring coldly at the dirty and crazy woman in the garbage.

Wang Meizhi took a stray dog ​​and walked to her step by step, staring down at the woman in the corner, not caring whether the other party noticed her presence. She said: "Don't think you are crazy, I will let you go."

"

Wang Meizhi stared at her for two seconds, then let go of the rope holding the stray dog ​​and threw a chicken leg in front of Song Jiayi and the dog.

Song Jiayi was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward to grab food from the stray dog.

Seeing that Song Jiayi was attacked by a stray dog ​​and her body was bitten and covered in blood, when Wang Meizhi turned her head, she did not stop.

After Wang Meizhi left completely, the person in the corner moved slightly, looking at her leaving back with a pair of eyes showing strong hatred.

But suddenly after seeing the figure at the entrance of the alley, his eyes immediately became hollow and numb.

While giggling, he murmured to himself, "I killed my daughter, I killed her, I killed her..."

The figure at the entrance of the alley walked to a deserted place on the side of the road and made a phone call.

On the other end of the phone was Shen Zhou's deep voice: "How's it going?"

"Boss, it looks like he is really crazy."

"Whether she's really crazy or not, I'm keeping a close eye on her. I want to see who ordered her." Shen Zhou's eyes were chilling, and there was no concealed murderous intent in his dangerous black eyes.

At the same time, two men in black walked into the depths of the alley and walked directly towards the woman huddled in the corner.

"Is it her?" one of the men in black asked.

Another man kicked the woman over and made her lie flat on the ground. The man used the toe of his shoe to push away the woman's dirty hair.

After comparing the photos, determine their identity.

"It's her!"

The woman seemed unaware of the approaching danger and kept muttering to herself, "It was me, I killed my daughter. Ru'er, it's my mother who is sorry for you."

"Hahaha, I killed it. I killed my own daughter!"

Even so, the two men in black had no intention of letting her go. After a while, a pitiful scream came from the alley, but as soon as the scream started, it disappeared instantly.

A minute later, the two men in black left quickly. Song Jiayi's legs and hands were shattered and her tongue was cut. She could no longer speak or write, becoming a complete invalid.

Shortly after the man in black left, in a luxurious manor in Kyoto, a man lying on a rocking chair picked up his mobile phone and swiped his fingers coldly through the bloody photos.

Then, he put the phone on the coffee table, closed his eyes and showed no expression.

Since it is so useless, then it will be completely turned into waste!

At this time, Tang Ran appeared at Kyoto Airport.

As soon as she got off the car, Shen Ying rushed over, hugged her, and whispered in her ear: "My little uncle insists on coming with me to pick you up."

Shen Zhou's cold eyes fell on her, "Don't think I can't hear you?"

Tang Ran smiled.

Shen Ying stuck out her tongue at her little uncle.

"Let's go!"

Suddenly the phone in Shen Zhou's pocket rang. After looking at the phone, he said hello to Tang Ran.

Then he walked aside and picked up the phone. On the other end of the phone, a figure stood next to Song Jiayi, who was in a miserable condition and passed out like a dead dog, reporting the situation with a trembling face.

After hearing this, Shen Zhou said with a gloomy face, "Pack your things and go to Africa!"

After hanging up the phone and walking to Tang Ran's side, he looked the same calm gentleman as before.

The next day, a Rolls-Royce Phantom drove towards the famous university campus in Kyoto.

"Move over."

The car stopped steadily on the side of the road, the door opened, and Shen Ying got out of the car first, followed closely by Tang Ran and Shen Zhou.

Shen Ying turned to Shen Zhou and said, "Uncle, aren't you very busy? Go back to work quickly. Don't worry, we can handle it."

With my little uncle here, you can meet a bunch of nymphos wherever you go, which will be very annoying!
Chapter completed!