Kneel to Me

They looked at each other and saw the cruelty in each other's eyes.

In short, after collecting enough energy first, the two of them joined forces and occupied such a huge advantage. Can't they crush Song Juyao? It is much easier for them to create negative emotions than Song Juyao.

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Song Juyao climbed out of the mountain, and walked home in embarrassment.

Her family is in a village in the city. The whole area is poor, dirty, and mixed. People can't be called particularly bad, but they are not good people. They are indifferent and numb.

Song Juyao came back disheveled. Someone was squatting on the side of the muddy road, pointing at her and grinning while smoking a cigarette.

"I was beaten again."

"It's time to get married when you're so old."

"Hee hee hee……"

Song Juyao turned a blind eye, followed his memory, and found the dilapidated building where his home was.

My mother was watching TV in the room. When she saw Song Juyao coming back, she quickly stood up and said, "Yiaoyao, how are you?"

Song Juyao looked at her, "How am I, can't you see?"

Song Juyao's eyes were very powerful. Under her gaze, her mother shivered, especially when she suddenly saw the knife that Song Juyao was holding in her hand, which was still stained with red.

Song Juyao instantly felt a faint energy that came from her mother and poured into her body.

fear.

When a mother is afraid of her daughter, it is also ironic.

However, this is very weak. Song Juyao secretly remembered this feeling, compared it with the initial energy level, and a data table appeared in his mind. It's still not accurate, and we need to continue to explore.

This game, unlike other games on the market, has a game panel, which can mark out how many points a person has and what they can do. It all depends on one's own exploration, so if you can't recognize how much ability you have, how much can you do? , it's easy to have no self-awareness of yourself.

Song Juyao walked back to her narrow room and stared at her for a week. She could only accommodate her unbelievably small bed lying flat. There were no bookshelves, so there were piles of books everywhere. They were all very old, and they were cheap. I bought it in the market, and there are also many papers with different handwriting, which are all kinds of exam papers that the seniors and seniors want to come.

She is a diligent and studious girl with a miserable fate.

Liang Qiao has done the script very carefully this time, so that she will not have the suspicion that she is not such a person.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and a face appeared in Song Juyao's mind, a face full of flesh, red skin, and fierce eyes.

Her father in this issue is a bào madman who drinks too much every day. He drank every day, the time of return was uncertain, sometimes she was able to dodge outside, sometimes she was caught by him and then punched and kicked.

Song Juyao narrowed her eyes slightly, put down the knife in her hand, turned around and went out to rummage around the house. There were many things in the house, all in a mess, all of which were stolen by bào Likuang's father from the factory. She rummaged through and found two circuits. board, a wire, took the toolbox, and went back to the room.

An hour later, I went to get a pot and salt into it.

It was getting dark and my mother was cooking dinner in the kitchen.

At this moment, the door was knocked open, and a tall man with a face full of flesh rushed in with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

"Then, what about the money-losing goods?"

The mother's face turned pale all of a sudden. In front of the man, she was like a duck that could be lifted by the neck. Holding the spatula, she trembled and said, "It's in her room."

So my father walked to Song Juyao's room drunkenly.

From childhood to adulthood, my father would beat someone when he was drunk, and my mother would hide every time, waiting for her husband to beat her daughter before coming out. So over time, my father developed the habit of hitting Song Juyao when he was drunk, and my mother was afraid of being beaten. , will show him the way very crisply.

【too horrible! ! 】

【Is Song Juyao going to be beaten? Or fight back? 】

【Counterattack? ? Is Song Juyao going to beat up his father? 】

[Although it's not right for family bào, but the daughter beats her father... It feels very strange, no matter what, don't you raise her so big, and let her study? 】

[If it was you who were beaten, how could you still say such things? What kind of father is this man? 】

Liang Qiao looked at the controversial barrage, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Their nation always pays more attention to filial piety than those in the West. No matter what the man did to Song Juyao, Song Juyao's counterattack should not be too much. Otherwise, some people will feel uncomfortable. She can use a knife to stab Su Tiantian, but not her father.

But the counterattack is not painful or itchy, it is just an ineffective counterattack, it will only arouse the anger of the perpetrator, and there will be another part of the audience who will not be satisfied.

Father walked to Song Juyao's room, full of the urge to beat the money-losing goods, let her drop out of school to work, spend his money all day, and still be grateful to Dade, if it weren't for her, he would be now Where would you live in a place like this and work hard every day! The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. His face was flushed, his eyes were full of anger, and his fists were hard and itchy.

Chapter 104

Song Juyao's room was hidden, and he easily pushed it open. At that moment, the basin on the door fell down and water splashed all over him. He opened his mouth and the water entered his mouth. He only felt that it was salty. To die. Immediately he was furious.

Song Juyao sat on the windowsill and looked at him with a smile. Anger was also a negative emotion, which turned into energy and flocked to Song Juyao. Very strong, Song Juyao felt it silently.