At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

Under the careful care of the late summer, Zhao Duojin had been recuperating in bed for almost a year before he could almost walk two steps with a cane. His poor legs were broken three times.

Zhao Duojin trembles with fear every day when he sees his mother, fearing that his mother will accidentally cripple him again.

"Duoduo, why are you practicing walking by yourself? Mom is here to help you!"

Xia Mo saw Zhao Duojin walking with a cane and quickly stepped forward to help.

"Mom, don't come over here, I...I want to practice by myself!"

Zhao Duojin said hurriedly and took two steps back.

Xia Mo smiled and said, "Okay, mom won't come, so be careful!"

Looking at Zhao Duojin who was as skinny as a skull at the end of Xia, he couldn't help but want to laugh. This was not caused by her abuse. It was entirely because Zhao Duojin had done too many things to his heart's content. He couldn't sleep at night and put himself through all kinds of troubles. in this way.

At the end of summer, I was really afraid that he would be blown away by a gust of wind when he went out. People who didn’t know better thought he had no food at home!

Fortunately, the neighbors nearby knew that Zhao Duojin became so thin because he had been lying in bed for a year while recuperating from his injuries, and had a shadow in his heart. Otherwise, he would have had difficulty in distinguishing himself at the end of summer.

Zhao Duojin practiced for less than ten minutes and was already sweating profusely, but he was already very satisfied. He was afraid that he would really become paralyzed if he lay down again, which he couldn't bear.

And he couldn't sleep at all while lying down. He woke up from nightmares every night, and every time he woke up from falling from a tall building. The feeling of weightlessness was too real.

He couldn't wait to recover from his injuries and go out to vent the pressure in his heart. He could no longer contain the feeling of killing people in his heart. Only the pleasure of killing could suppress the fear in his heart.

Xia Mo watched with cold eyes as Zhao Duojin worked hard to recover. From his eyes, Xia Mo could see that he wanted to do bad things again. The viciousness in Zhao Duojin's eyes almost overflowed.

A born bad guy cannot be locked up. The more he is locked up, the more perverted he becomes.

Several times, Xia Mo could feel how penetrating Zhao Duojin looked at her from behind. He was already a little perverted, but he still needed Xia Mo's care, so he didn't attack Xia Mo.

If you expect to use your emotions to influence such an emotional person, that's simply a fool's errand.

Another half year later, Zhao Duojin finally returned to normal. During these six months, he had become accustomed to the bloody scenes in his dreams. He only panicked at the moment when he fell from the building. The bloody grandma and little girl were no longer in his mind. No longer afraid, but feeling a little excited.

Zhao Duojin, who has grown into a teenager, has become addicted to online games. This time, Xia Mo ignored him and would not talk to him until death. Instead, he thoughtfully prepared meals for him.

One day, Zhao Duojin joined a KouKou group that enjoyed killing animals. Everyone shared how to torture and kill small animals in the group. All kinds of bloody scenes popped up in KouKou, which made Zhao Duojin feel excited.

He didn't know that most of the people in this group were just talking about it, and many of the pictures were found in slaughterhouses, pretending to be the ones they killed, just to win other people's likes.

However, Zhao Duojin imagined all these things to be true, and demonstrated all the pictures posted by people in the group in his mind, as if he had tortured and killed those small animals with his own hands.

Not only that, he also had a bolder idea. He wanted to use these cruel and murderous methods on people. Thinking of those little chicken-like children wailing in his hands, he couldn't help but feel blood all over his body.

He couldn't wait to try it.

Finally, one day he couldn't bear it anymore...

"Mom, I'm going out to buy something." Zhao Duojin said after finishing his meal.

"Oh! Is the money enough? Tell mom if it's not enough!" Xia Mo paused, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said with a normal expression.

"Well, that's enough!"

Zhao Duojin finished speaking expressionlessly, turned around, changed his shoes and went to open the door.

It's a pity that he didn't even let him out this time at the end of the summer. She had installed surveillance cameras in Zhao Duojin's room a long time ago. She knows what he does every day recently, and she is also in that group.

Zhao Duojin shared the process of how he wanted to torture and kill people in the group, and many of the kings of oral pleasure encouraged him, so Xia Mo already knew what he was going to do today.

Now that she knows, it is absolutely impossible to let her out of this door. There is no need for the tool man to appear this time, so as not to scare the children of Zhao Jinduo.

The long-term mental torture has made Zhao Jinduo look a little scary now, and his face looks very sinister. Children may have nightmares when they see him.

Xia Mo dragged Zhao Jinduo into the room like a dead pig. When she reached the door of the room, she hugged him in like a mother. After all, there was surveillance, so it was a full show!

Real scenes have begun to play out in Zhao Jinduo's mind.

He didn't know that he was already in a dream, he just went out normally.

While wandering around the community, he found a child who was alone. He was a little hesitant because the child didn't look too young, at most three or four years younger than him. He was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to fuck him. After all, He is so thin now.

But now there was no one else in the whole community. It was noon and everyone should be taking a nap. He quietly followed the boy, picked up a brick from the flower bed and knocked it on the boy's head.

The boy fell down without saying a word.

Zhao Duojin couldn't help but laugh. Look, he was as weak as a rookie and was knocked down by him in an instant. He was still very powerful!

Zhao Duojin used his thin shoulders to carry the little boy. Although it was a bit strenuous, it was still bearable. Thinking of what he was about to do, he was filled with infinite power.

He carried the boy to the underground garage and walked around the garage several times. Just when he was about to run out of energy, he found a door that was ajar.

He quietly walked over, opened the door gently, and found a utility room. It should be the utility room that the community guard kept alone in the garage.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, Zhao Duojin threw the boy in and then locked the door of the utility room.

Just as he turned around excitedly, the boy on the ground climbed up with an evil smile. When Zhao Duojin turned around and saw the boy's smile, he trembled with fright.

Zhao Duojin dared to smile crookedly, glanced at the broom beside the door, reached out and quickly took it, raised it and greeted the boy.

Only this time he miscalculated, so he raised the broom, and the boy had already thrown over a small, worn-out horse.

Xiao Mazha hit Zhao Duojin on the head. Zhao Duojin was stunned by the hit, and the boy didn't know when the broom in his hand was snatched away.

All the images of abusing the boy in his mind appeared on his body. He was abused in return. Zhao Duojin reacted and ran and hid.

Unfortunately, he couldn't escape from the small utility room. In desperation, Zhao Duojin ran to the door. He wanted to open the door and run out.

But as soon as his hand touched the door, the broom in the boy's hand hit him hard on the back of his hand.

"what----"

Zhao Duojin screamed.

"Ha, you want to run?" The boy's cold laughter sounded in Zhao Duojin's ears.