[Comprehensive] Cardiac Arrest

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When Luo opened his eyes amidst a deafening thunder, he found himself in a completely strange place.

The sky in this place is gray and dull, and the bean-sized raindrops are falling densely from the sky, hitting the eaves of the decadent and simple buildings everywhere, and even falling on him, bringing a real biting cold feeling.

Luo's clothes were quickly wet, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to press down the brim of his hat to resist the exaggerated rain. When he was hesitating where he should go, amidst the exaggerated rain of Shala La, the voice from a strange place The sound of dong dong came faintly.

Luo looked up subconsciously, and intuitively believed that those thumping sounds came from behind one of the low buildings with a brick-red roof in front of him.

Because he didn't know where he should go, he walked forward in the rain.

The rumbling thunder continued, as if the thunder would strike him in the next second, but the persistent and subtle sound still attracted Luo's attention.

He moved forward little by little, and walked around the wall of the low brick-red house, and at the back of the room, he saw a girl who was constantly sparring with Tie Chun in the rain.

The iron toon is similar to the wooden toon that ordinary martial arts practitioners would use. There are various branches on it, and the practitioners avoid those branches to practice, while the girl at the moment is braving the rain. The tiny fist hit the iron toon one by one.

Her long silver hair, which was just below her shoulders, was wet by the rain and was just hanging behind her head. Her blue eyes were staring at the target in front of her like a pool of stagnant water. Bleeding, she just stopped and tightened the bandage again, and continued her practice.

Luo just stared at the girl in the cheongsam in the rain.

The dark blue cheongsam was wetly stuck to her body, almost covered with traces of blood and mud, the original pattern and style could not be seen for a long time, and the little girl's too thin hands and feet were almost all wrapped in bandages... …

However, even though she was so scarred, she still persisted in practicing against the iron toon in the rain, and the sound of hitting the iron toon became clearer and clearer in the sound of the rain.

——Why don’t you practice after the rain stops?

Why not take a break?

Why did her eyes look like she was dead at that time.

She was obviously just a five or six-year-old girl.

An indescribable pain spread from Luo's chest, because he couldn't bear to see that thin girl spoiling her behavior in the rain, so he couldn't help calling out his name.

"Fengxin..."

However, before he could finish his words, the little girl over there suddenly lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground. She was gasping for breath, and her blood-oozing fists were gradually clenched on the ground. She struggled to stand up, but still Lost all strength.

Her calf and arm muscles were throbbing out of her control. It was cramps caused by overuse of the muscles. Luo wanted to go over to help the girl up and let her rest, but at this moment, he heard a rude sound. door opening.

With a bang, the back door of the low brick-red house was violently opened, and the wooden door was directly pushed against the wall. The sound was not too loud, but for some reason, the petite Fengxin trembled.

Kneeling on the ground, her blue eyes, which were originally a pool of stagnant water, were now replaced by fear and despair.

She didn't raise her head, but saw another burly man with the same short silver hair as her coming out of the room, and raised her leg to kick Fengxin's abdomen fiercely.

Her thin body was kicked far away, and her back directly hit a towering tree in the backyard of the house. More heavy raindrops fell with the trembling of the tree trunk, drenching Feng Xin all over again. .

She spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, unable to speak, so she could only gasp for breath.

"If you fall down at this level, are you still my daughter like this?!"

The silver-haired man looked at the girl who fell on the ground like a broken rag, his thick arms pinched the girl's slender neck to lift her up high, and when he saw Feng Xin reluctantly raised his right hand to push her Pushing her hand away, she threw her on the ground with a face full of disgust, and then walked back into the room angrily.

And watching the man gradually go away, Feng Xin's eyes full of fear gradually returned to dead silence.

She struggled to get up from the ground, and then moved with difficult steps to approach various practice props. First, she practiced punching, then kicked those sandbags hanging under the trees, and then...

She has been practicing with the momentum of hollowing out herself or even overdrawing herself until...

Her good-quality Yetu couldn't bear it physically, and finally passed out on the ground.

Those continuous practice sounds disappeared instantly in the air, and the rain fell directly on the girl's thin body. It seemed that if this continued, her body would just melt away in the mud mixed with her blood...

And Luo couldn't bear it again, and was about to run forward, but found that the picture in front of him suddenly changed again, the sound of rain and thunder around him suddenly became thinner, and he himself appeared wet in front of him. In a simple wooden house.

It was a drowsy room with leaks everywhere, and it looked worse than the rooms he saw in the slums of Swallow Island as a whole. He could clearly see the layout of the whole house at a glance.

Several rough handmade lockers, a square table in the center of the living room, two independent rooms in the corner are one of the bedrooms and the bathroom, the kitchen is in the center of the living room, there are not many sundries...

Is this Fengxin's home?Luo looked at it with some confusion, and noticed that the two huge parasols next to the main entrance were dark blue in color, and they were not Fengxin's. They were...

"Cough, cough, cough..."

And when Luo was a little confused, a woman's weak cough came from the only bedroom. He subconsciously wanted to approach the source of the sound, and the door behind him was pushed open.

A little girl whose height only reached his thigh came in from the door holding a bottle of purple parasol. She shook the rainwater outside, took off her bamboo hat and cloak and walked into the bedroom.

Luo recognized the iconic long silver hair. At this moment, the girl's long hair reached her waist, and she seemed to be a little older than when he first saw her from the backyard. Her pair of blue eyes were calm and calm. Looking at the coughing woman on the bed with waves, he tiptoed to hand her a glass of water and pills.

From this angle, Luo really couldn't see the appearance of the woman on the bed, he could only see the still thin back of the girl and more blood-stained bandages wrapped around her hands and feet.

Then, after Fengxin waited for the woman to lie down, Luo watched her walk to the cooking counter and prepare the meals nimbly, then dumped out the dishes full of water at home and replaced them with new utensils on the eaves Where the water leaks...

Her day's work is really busy, such as washing clothes, preparing dinner, cleaning the house, and taking care of her sick mother, and when the man came back, she had to spend all her time practicing boxing and fighting outside, Can't rest until dawn.

He remembered Fengxin's countless moments that he could not overcome.

She also cracked his three-legged cat kungfu one by one with such calm eyes. At that time, he still felt reconciled. Presumably he didn't know at that time that Fengxin's childhood was spent in this way.

Luo's deep eyes gradually became dazed, and such gray and surprised images repeated in front of him, until one thunderous night, the silver-haired man returned home from work again.

The woman who was always sick in bed also got off the bed, and she seemed to have a dispute with the man because of some things, and was beaten and kicked by the man——At this time, Feng Xin, who was practicing in the backyard, rushed into the door and wanted to push it away. The man who was as strong as an ox was kicked far away instead.

And that's how Luo looked at the girl's eyes from panic to despair. Without saying a word, she watched her mother faint under the violence of her father.

The violent father ran away again, not knowing where he went.

And Fengxin half-opened his eyes, and watched the mother stretch out her hands to tighten her hair like crazy, screamed hysterically at home, and stretched out her hands to grab Fengxin's neck.

"Why...you have to look so much like your father!"

"You monster... monster!"

The crazy woman pressed Fengxin to the ground, full of accusations against Fengxin.

And even with Fengxin's training intensity, she could definitely move this woman away easily, but she still didn't resist, and just looked blankly at the mother sitting on her body.

"Mom..." Several dry syllables came out hoarsely from Fengxin's throat.

The woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a moment of hesitation in the movement of her hands.

And maybe it was where Fengxin's voice touched the woman who had already lost her mind due to the long experience of being abused. She backed away from her biological daughter in panic, and then trembled and ran away from the building. Depressed low room.

And... never came back.

Fengxin stood in front of the door and watched the mother who longed for relief go farther and farther. Although she had the idea of ​​following her mother away for a moment, she seemed to be concerned about her face that looked too similar to her father. keep up.

And with the woman's betrayal, the atmosphere in that family took a turn for the worse.

Perhaps because of the loss of the punching bag, the man who had the same face as Elder Fengxin quickly passed on the habit of venting to Fengxin.

Then, on the night when he was hurt by his father for the unknown number of times, that man scratched Fengxin's flesh with a silver sharp blade, and blood flowed out from the wound on his waist, staining the blood red on the floor of the room.

And Fengxin squinted his eyes, looking at the existence that always hurt her with a superior attitude, and never made her feel at ease.

Gradually, the way she looked at the man in front of her changed from "awe" to "threat".

She trembled and endured the pain of being strangled. At that time, there was only one path left in her heart——

So, she pulled out the silver knife in her waist neatly with her backhand, and stabbed straight at the man's heart—more than that, she pulled out the blade quickly, and then wiped it at the man's heart Throat.

Blood gushed out from the man's wound like a fountain, and the heavy body fell to the ground like this. Then, the blood gradually mixed with hers, flowed outside the house, and mixed with the rain.

Feng Xin threw the sharp blade away, and then slid his back against the wall, even though he still had fatal wounds on his body.

But watching the man die completely in front of her, she had a peaceful sleep for the first time since she was born.

The sky was overcast.

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