fierce dog

At that moment, Song Zhou really wanted to kill Song Zhengguo.

He punched Song Zhengguo hard in the face one after another, without any emotion, but with all his strength.But the annoying thing is that there are always things around him hindering him, grabbing his hands, blocking his waist, holding him tightly, and never letting go.

It was very annoying, so annoying that he wished he could kill them all together.

So he punched hard to the side, the man seemed to hit the table next to him, and the world finally became quiet.

"Tch." With a short sneer, Song Zhengguo turned his head and spat blood on the floor, blood was all over his teeth.

He raised his head and looked at Song Zhou with the eyes of an ant, his voice was rough and hoarse: "Song Zhou, you are actually the same as me."

you are the same with me.

Shed the same blood and did the same thing.

"Song Zhou!" The person next to him rushed over again, hugged him tightly, and didn't know what to say.

Song Zhou couldn't hear clearly.

Panting heavily, he turned his head and looked at the blood left on the man's forehead. He didn't know whether it was because the redness was too dazzling, or because of what Song Zhengguo said just now, his body froze instantly.

"Ah!" At this moment, a neighbor finally felt that something was wrong and went downstairs to check the situation. As soon as he arrived at the door, he was frightened by the bloody scene in the house and screamed directly.

"Come on! Come on!" The man yelled into the corridor, "Song Zhou killed someone! He killed someone! Call the police!"

"No..." A faint explanation sounded from inside the room, it was Mo Dong who spoke, "It's not Song Zhou, he didn't—"

But at this moment, no one could hear his voice, and the neighbors in the street came out of their homes one after another after hearing the screams, and gathered around the door of Song's house.

They had heard the movement at home a long time ago, but no one took it seriously, thinking that Song Zhengguo was going crazy again as usual.But after hearing "Song Zhou killed someone", they couldn't wait to run out to watch the excitement.

Song Zhengguo had already lost his strength. After being knocked down by Song Zhou, he didn't make any moves to fight back, and he didn't even make a sound of screaming in pain. He just opened his eyes and stared straight at Song Zhou who was attacking him.

Song Zhou pressed on him, and his hands were stained with blood. He didn't know whether the blood belonged to Song Zhengguo or someone else.

No matter who looked at it, Song Zhou looked like the perpetrator.

But soon everyone saw Li Yan lying on the ground without breathing and the ashtray with blood falling next to Song Zhengguo's hand, and they all understood what happened.

"Call the police! Song Zhengguo is in big trouble! Oh, I said that he would do this sooner or later!"

"Oh my god, the one lying on the ground is..."

"It seems that I have lost my breath, so I won't die..."

Chattering sounds surrounded the door of Song's house, but none of them moved, no one went in to check how Li Yan was doing, and no one went to pull Song Zhou.

Like outsiders, they stood far away at the door, watching the farce inside.

Only Mo Dong held Song Zhou tightly and did not let go, saying over and over again: "Song Zhou."

"You calm down."

"Look at me."

"Don't be impulsive."

"Just as I beg you, Song Zhou."

In a moment of trance, Song Zhou was finally pulled and got off Song Zhengguo.

He stood aside blankly, looking at the mess all over the room and Li Yan in the pool of blood, his fingers dripping with blood were trembling slightly.

Mo Dong panted heavily, and did not let go until he confirmed that Song Zhou would not do anything to Song Zhengguo again, and stood up with his arms on the table.

Only then did he feel the wound on his head and dizziness, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Song Zhou next to him didn't reach out to help him, he stood upright like a doll that couldn't move, he couldn't see anything around him, and he couldn't see Mo Dong, only Li Yan on the ground in his eyes.

But Mo Dong is already very content, Song Zhou didn't kill anyone, as long as he doesn't kill someone, there is still hope for his future.

Stabilizing the dizziness in his mind, Mo Dong asked the person outside the door: "Have you called the police?"

"Reported the report, Lao Li has already called just now."

"Where's the ambulance?"

"Also. Oh, what a crime."

They talked one after another, wondering what happened just now, but no one stepped on the line of the door frame, as if it was an untouchable red line.

Song Zhengguo opened his eyes and stared straight at the ceiling, without moving or making a sound, lying on the floor like a dead person.

And Li Yan, who was also lying on the ground, was still wearing the beige skirt, but it was already stained red with blood, so red that it was dazzling.

"Mom." Song Zhou's voice trembled slightly.

No one will answer him again.No matter how much he called in the future, he would never get a response.

Li Yan is dead.

He finally moved, squatting beside Li Yan, staring at her blood-stained face.

The chattering voice outside the door was silent at this moment, and everyone looked at Song Zhou quietly.

Mo Dong stood beside him and said in a muffled voice, "Song Zhou..."

Mo Dong didn't know what to say.He still remembered the skirt Li Yan was wearing. It was the one she wore when she sent Song Zhou into the examination room.That was the first time he saw Li Yan dressed so young.

The iodine dropped at the entrance of the supermarket, the maintenance in the school office, the bowl of chicken soup before the college entrance examination... Even though Li Yan is not a competent mother, she has tried her best in such a family.

So he couldn't comfort Song Zhou easily, nor could he.

The police finally arrived, and after learning about the situation, they handcuffed Song Zhengguo and Song Zhou, who were half dead on the ground.

"Why torture him?" Mo Dong was in a hurry, and stopped the policeman, "He did nothing wrong! He didn't break the law, why did he torture him?"

The policeman pushed him away and said in a rough voice, "If you have any questions, wait until the police station!"

The doctor who got off the ambulance declared Li Yan's death on the spot.The homicide case was still a homicide case of a bad nature. All the policemen present were serious and ready to fight.

Li Yan's body was carried into an ambulance after the photo was taken, and the scene was completely surrounded, except for a few police officers who took the photo, no one could enter.

And during this, Song Zhou didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, didn't even lift his eyelids, and quietly let the police take him downstairs.

"Song Zhou!" Mo Dong ran downstairs and called him loudly.

Song Zhou's figure paused for a moment, without turning his head.

"You," the policeman next to him called out to Mo Dong, "come and take this car!"

Mo Dong turned his head for a look, and then looked back at Song Zhou, but Song Zhou ignored him and got into the police car straight away.

"Why did the police torture Song Zhou?"

"Did you see Lao Song just now? His face was covered in blood. Who else could have hit him besides Song Zhou?"

"Then Song Zhou will be all right?"

"Who knows, we ordinary people don't know so much about what the police are in charge of."

"Hey, it's called everything."

"Now the house price will definitely drop again. I just listed the house with the agent yesterday, and it's over."

"You still care about housing prices now! I didn't see what Song Zhou has become. This kid just finished the college entrance examination, so what will he do in the future?"

The noisy noise will subside sooner or later, the heart-wrenching things will be forgotten, and people outside the vortex will eventually return to their own lives, thinking about whether to open the window at night, whether to buy cabbage or rape tomorrow, whether to win the lottery ticket the day after tomorrow. how much money won...

Only those within the vortex cannot escape in their entire lives.

The author says:

Thick and long warning tomorrow