You're not planning to open at all, are you?

Bai Liangyi roared angrily, and slapped him with a windy slap.

Bai Jiu quickly punched Bai Liangyi hard.

Wu Qiulian screamed, trying to pull the father and son away, but couldn't stop them at all, her eyes turned red immediately: "Don't hit, don't hit!"

Bai Liangyi's anger was quickly extinguished, and he realized that he was no match for Bai Jiu in the fight. The boy's fist smelled of blood, and he was powerless to parry every blow.

Bai Liangyi yelled fiercely, pushed Bai Jiu away abruptly, grabbed Wu Qiulian's arm and shouted, "Call the police! He dares to beat his father!"

"Call the police?" Bai Jiu's eyes were red, and he quickly pulled Wu Qiulian away from Bai Liangyi, losing his sanity a little bit, "When you beat us after drinking, why didn't you think of calling the police?"

"When you lost all the money and made us homeless, why didn't you think of calling the police?"

"Bai Liangyi, you are the fucking father who deserves to be a father? Damn you!!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bai Liangyi blushed, and kept blocking Bai Jiu's movements, "Fuck! Wu Qiulian, didn't you see that your son is crazy! You don't care!"

Wu Qiulian cried and tugged at Bai Jiu's hand: "Xiao Jiu, stop beating, we can't call the police anymore!"

Seeing that he had no way out, Bai Liangyi hurriedly grabbed Wu Qiulian in front of him and used her to block him.

Bai Jiu wanted to hit him, but when he saw that the person in front of him was his mother, he immediately stopped and stared at Bai Liangyi viciously.

Bai Liangyi shrank behind Wu Qiulian, dragged his neck and shouted: "I think he is crazy! I told you that he was sick, but you didn't listen! He even dared to beat his father!"

Wu Qiulian yelled in dismay: "Bai Liangyi! Stop talking! Stop talking! How much we owed you in the previous life, we should pay it back in this life! Go away!"

Bai Liangyi took the opportunity to run out of the encirclement, and rushed towards the door.

Bai Jiu subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but was shocked by Wu Qiulian's crying voice. His footsteps stopped, and he turned around and stared at Wu Qiulian blankly, his consciousness was a little distracted.

Bai Jiu murmured: "Mom, don't cry... I... I can support you, I will earn money..."

"I will earn a lot of money, your illness, your illness can be cured..."

"You won't have...uh!!!"

Bai Jiu's voice stopped abruptly, and only Wu Qiulian's frightened face was left in sight.

Following Wu Qiulian's gaze, he stared blankly at his right shoulder. First he saw a patch of red gradually spreading, and then he felt a strong pain accompanied by dizziness.

Bai Jiu turned his head back with difficulty, the steel pipe he had hidden by the door just now was being firmly held by Bai Liangyi in his hand.

Bai Liangyi looked proud after taking revenge, and shouted: "Hahaha, let you be taught a lesson! You..."

His voice slowly stopped, and his face became terrified.

Because he found that the end of the steel pipe was not a smooth cut, but a small piece of sharp steel protruded.

At this moment, the piece of steel was firmly embedded in Bai Jiu's shoulder, and he couldn't pull it out even with the steel pipe.

Large patches of blood smudged along the boy's snow-white shirt, like a gorgeous abstract painting.

Wu Qiulian's scream and Bai Jiu's slowly falling figure became the final frame of the painting.

……

Bai Jiu's consciousness became very light, as if attached to a piece of tulle, falling gently with the wind.

He couldn't feel his own body, couldn't hear any sound, there was only blankness in the picture, and even this blankness was nothingness.

After a long time, in fact, it was only a short moment, Bai Jiu felt that he heard a little sound again, and had a little sense of touch.

I seemed to be in a fast-moving car, and the body was shaking constantly due to driving too fast.

Someone was anxiously calling his name, constantly trying to awaken his consciousness, but afraid of touching his wound with too much movement, he could only pinch him slightly.

The man's hands were covered with sweat, and his body seemed to be covered in cold sweat.

Bai Jiu felt like he knew him, but he didn't know who he was.

One second before he completely lost consciousness, Bai Jiu thought in a daze:

In this world, there are still people... who care about themselves so much?