Angry Male God

Yunan Street is a very dilapidated street in Muzhou Town. There are many residents living on this street, most of whom are from poor families. After all, the rich people live in the city center or the east. Although Yunan Street sounds good, it is the westernmost part. It can be said that it is rarely visited and the situation is not good. It has not been developed for so many years.

In the alleys of Yunan Street, various things happen every day. In Building No. 13, Shen Herong sat there, with a faint pain in the corner of his mouth. He reached out and touched it. The pain made him miss it a little.

The memories brought by this body poured in. Shen Herong already understood where he was. He picked up the mirror on the table and looked at himself in the mirror.

The handsome boy in the mirror had a dark face and a little bruise at the corner of his mouth. He was beaten.

Who beat him?

It was the father of this body.

The corner of his mouth twitched for a while, and Shen Herong felt that 438 was probably over. Could it be that he arranged such a world for himself because he saw that he was enjoying himself too much?

As he thought about it, he heard a frantic knocking sound downstairs, which was rapid and frantic, and it was easy for Shen Herong to guess who this person was.

Who else could take the key without opening the door and wait for someone to come and open the door, except for his alcoholic father? Not only that, this man was also a man who abused his family after drinking.

At this time, his mother Xie Wen was probably still working in the supermarket. Shen Herong slowly put down the mirror, then looked around his small room, and then... well, he found something on the table that was still very useful.

Although he didn't understand when a brick appeared in his room, Shen Herong stretched out his hand and pinched it. The weight and volume were just right, and the feeling of pinching it in his hand was also very familiar.

He couldn't help but want to laugh. Although the pain at the corner of his mouth was still there, Shen Herong felt that he had never been a person who would sit and wait for death.

Walking downstairs with the brick, Shen Herong put his hands behind his back, holding a brick in one hand, and then came to the door and stretched his empty hand towards the door.

Shen Hongzhi banged on the door frantically. No one had come to open the door for a long time, which made him furious. He yelled outside.

"You little bastard, open the door for me! I will beat you to death after I go in!!!"

His face was covered with stubble, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were full of bloodshot. People who like to drink are like this, always looking sleepy. His frantic banging on the door was heard by some of the neighbors around him, and they all closed the windows, knowing that Shen Herong was going to be beaten again. They had thought about saving the child and his mother, but who knew that even if they called the police, they would only say it was a family matter, and they would be the bad guys instead.

From then on, no one cared about this kind of trivial matter. After all, aren't they a family? It's just a fight among the family, but if they, as outsiders, care about it, that's a problem.

Shen Herong listened to the shouting outside the door and felt itchy. He had never had a chance to have a good fight or beat someone up before. Now he finally had this opportunity. How could he not be excited?

He opened the door almost with trembling hands, and then quickly stepped back a few steps.

Shen Hongzhi was knocking on the door outside the door. The door was suddenly opened, and he rushed in and almost fell down. It was this situation that made Shen Hongzhi's eyes more angry. He stood up and started to pull the belt on his body with his left hand, then turned around and planned to close the door to teach his son a lesson.

To be honest, at the moment the door was closed, Shen Herong felt that his body trembled, the kind of fear trembling, because every time this man wanted to close the door, he was going to beat him.

The man was also a face-saving person, and he would close the door when he beat someone.

Unfortunately... This time, Shen Herong didn't give him this opportunity. When the other party turned his back to him, he rushed up directly, raised the brick in his hand and smashed it on the other party's shoulder. That's right, not on the head, but on the shoulder. If Shen Herong wanted to, he felt that he could smash this man to death in one go, but although he could, it was not necessary.

The pain in his left arm made Shen Hongzhi howl.

"Ah!"

Then he wanted to turn around, but his mobility was very poor after being drunk. The belt on his waist couldn't be untied at this time. Without a tool to hit people, he wanted to attack Shen Herong with his bare hands, which was almost impossible.

Shen Herong didn't say anything, holding the brick and continued to hit the other party's shoulder. Originally, Shen Hongzhi could only use one hand to control Shen Herong, and now the shoulder of this hand was also severely injured, and both hands were drooping and unable to exert strength.

"Little beast! How dare you hit me!! I'm your father! What the hell do you want to do!"

Because he couldn't discipline the child he oppressed, Shen Hongzhi roared with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to conquer Shen Herong with his aura, but unfortunately... Shen Herong had seen many people like this, they were just bullies at home, just beat them a few times, and if they still didn't obey, then just beat them until they were crippled.

"What am I doing? Of course... I'm asking you to calm down!"

Shen Herong said, and hit him with another brick. Shen Hongzhi couldn't even put his arms together, and was afraid that the child would use the brick on his head, so he could only dodge and resist, but it was useless.

After just a few minutes, he could only scream and wail. He had no strength to run and sat on the ground. Shen Herong squatted in front of him, looking at the man with fear in his eyes and trembling mouth begging him.

"Herong, calm down. Daddy promises that he will never beat you again. Don't treat Daddy like this. Daddy was just drunk before. Daddy promises that he will never drink again..."

It is said that men's mouths are lies, and Shen Herong also believes this.

He smiled at the man who was sitting on the ground and said.

"I don't need your promise. I think it's good for you to drink. I will beat you every time you drink in the future. What do you think?"

As if he had thought of a very good idea, the brick in Shen Herong's hand scared Shen Hongzhi. He had always beaten his wife and children before, and he had never thought that he would be beaten. Now he was lying on the ground, but he looked a little pitiful.

"No, don't, Herong, Daddy really promises that Daddy will never drink again, and will never hit you again, you, you throw the brick in your hand, okay?"

Shen Hongzhi really didn't expect that his thirteen-year-old son would actually resist him, and he had so much strength to hit him. He didn't even dare to look at his son's eyes, always feeling that the other's eyes were full of cruelty, as if he was going to beat him to death in the next second.

Shen Herong would not believe this man's words. This man was just deceiving that stupid woman Xie Wen.

"I don't, I think I also like to beat people. Didn't you say that you are out of control after drinking? Can't control yourself and want to beat people? I am the same. Now when I see your appearance after drinking, I want to beat you."

As he said, the brick in his hand fell again and hit Shen Hongzhi's leg directly.

"Ah..." Shen Hongzhi screamed in pain, and Shen Herong heard it all as heavenly music.

"Look, how good you look when you scream now. I like to see you in pain the most. Dad, didn't you say you beat me for my own good? I did it for your own good, too. Look how happy you screamed?"

Shen Herong had no sympathy for such a man who was both alcoholic and abusive. Doesn't he like to beat people? Then he should try the pleasure of being beaten.

At this time, Shen Hongzhi's face was already covered with cold sweat. The pain in his body made him miserable, especially when he saw his son who was like crazy in front of him. He was simply helpless. When he saw the other party raise the brick again, he finally cursed madly.

"Shen Herong, you bastard, I tell you, if you have the ability, you can kill me, otherwise I will beat you to death sooner or later..."

His words finally ended in Shen Herong's brick. After all, Shen Herong was born in the red street and had hundreds of ways to make a person suffer, physically.

There were crazy shouting and screaming coming from the Shen family's house, which made the neighbors frown after hearing it. The family on the left, that is, the Jiang family, was not at home at this time. Only the two sisters Jiang Chi and Jiang Yu were there. The two were twins. The elder sister Jiang Chi was beautiful. Although she was only thirteen years old, she had not yet developed her beauty. The other Jiang Yu was pretty and lovely, not as beautiful as her sister. After all, compared with her sister's peach blossom eyes, her eyes looked more ordinary.

"Sister... Is He Rong okay? Will something happen? Or should we call the police?"

Jiang Yu asked Jiang Chi pitifully, pulling Jiang Chi's sleeve, but saw Jiang Chi pull his sleeve back indifferently.

"Call the police? What police? Someone called the police here before, but the family said it was a family matter and the police didn't care about it. What's the point of calling the police?"

Jiang Chi's cold peach blossom eyes flashed with impatience, and then she continued to squat on the ground to wash clothes. If the clothes were not washed well, her adoptive father would probably scold her again when she came back. Thinking of the way her adoptive father looked at her recently, Jiang Chi felt sick to death. She wanted to work hard to make money and leave this home, this deformed home.

Hearing her sister's words, Jiang Yu flashed a little hurt, but still couldn't help looking at the house next door. Although she was worried about Shen Herong, she didn't mention calling the police again.

Until there was no sound over there, Jiang Yu's eyes flashed a little sad.

Jiang Chi picked up the washed clothes to put them together. When she walked to the balcony, she turned her head to her room and took out the medicine wrapped in cotton and tape from it. Then, when she put the clothes together, she threw it casually on the balcony.

Opposite the balcony was Shen Herong's room.

The author has something to say: This is a world of pain, muah! Next update before 10 o'clock