Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 1: Hell mode at the beginning?

1992.

The twelfth month of the lunar calendar is winter.

Two major events happened in Huicheng that shocked the whole city.

The son of the wealthy Yan family died young.

Taifeng Real Estate CEO Song Yueliang was involved in a car accident.

The incident involved two well-known figures in the upper class circles, and major newspapers and news media rushed to report on it.

The news spread in a short period of time, and the whole city knew about it.

It adds a strange color to the city approaching the New Year.

In the old industrial area in the north of the city, a small figure struggled to walk out of the alley, dragging a dirty snakeskin bag.

This winter in Huicheng was very cold, with the biggest snowfall in ten years.

The whole city is covered in silver and white.

Because the bag was too heavy, it left a long trail on the snow.

As the New Year is approaching, factories, enterprises and offices in the city have begun to take annual holidays, and people everywhere are rushing to buy new year's goods.

The children followed their parents, cheering and cheering, their little faces full of excitement and anticipation for the New Year.

In such a lively scene, the little child standing alone in the alley seemed out of place.

The little baby stood there for a while, then lowered his head and continued to drag the bag with all his strength while sucking the milk. Because of the effort, his little face turned an unnatural red.

"...Did you read yesterday's newspaper? The Yan family, a top wealthy family, is so rich! I didn't expect their son to die of illness at such a young age, only twenty-nine years old, right?"

"No matter how much money you have, what's the use? You can't buy the Lord of Hell. It's such a pity that a handsome youngster has passed away before even finishing the year."

"What's not to be regretted about? In terms of youth, isn't the CEO of Tai Fung Real Estate younger? A car accident and a person is just gone."

"You mean Song Yueliang? That's a ruthless person! I have a relative who works at the police station, and they say that she drove her car into the car of the boss of the Song Group! They were going to die together! Where are the three people in the Song family's car? Now,

They are all lying in the hospital not knowing whether they are alive or dead!"

"Hiss, what kind of hatred and hatred want to kill the whole family? Song Yueliang is really cruel!"

"Isn't that right? She has a name in that circle, called Yasha, and she is famous for being cruel and crazy!"

There were several women walking in front of me, carrying baskets and children, chatting and walking this way.

The little kid subconsciously dragged the snakeskin bag to the edge of the aisle, fearing that it would block other people's way.

However, it was still a little slow, and a corner of the snakeskin bag rubbed against the edge of the little boy's shoes who came closer.

"You are seeking death, you little beggar! You can't walk without eyes?!" The woman with fashionable curly hair immediately picked up the little boy, cursed and kicked the snakeskin bag away.

The little kid still pulled hard on the bag opening with his little hands, but was deflected by the force. He stumbled and fell to the snow, feeling a burning pain in his knees where he was only wearing a pair of pants.

The mouth of the snakeskin bag was also loosened, and bottles and cans rolled out of it. Some stacked old newspapers and waste paper were also exposed from the holes in the bag.

"My son bought these new shoes, and they cost thirty yuan! Can you afford to pay for them if they are stained?"

The little baby's reaction seemed a little slow, and it took him a while to get up. He ignored the pain in his knees and looked at the little boy's feet in a panic.

A very beautiful pair of shoes, very new and clean, except for some mud on the soles.

"No, it's not dirty..." the little doll said timidly, with a soft and soft voice.

She looked to be only about five or six years old. She was wearing a shabby and thin floral jacket. The jacket was already too short and could only barely cover her belly.

She only wore a pair of gray trousers on her lower body, and on her feet was a pair of sandals whose straps were broken and then taped back together again and again.

The little baby's face and lips turned purple from the cold, and she stood there timidly, dragging a snakeskin bag in her hand that was taller than her.

Because the face is too thin, the already round eyes look even bigger, dark, confused, but extremely clear and clean.

Those are a pair of eyes that make people feel soft just by looking at them.

A woman traveling with me begged, "Forget it, don't argue with a little kid. Don't we have to rush to the grain and oil store to buy oil? There are a lot of people queuing up there. If we get there late, we might not be able to buy it."

Thinking of rushing to buy something, the curly-haired woman glared at the little baby and stepped on the snakeskin bag on the ground as she left. "It's really unlucky to meet a beggar during the Chinese New Year!"

"Okay, okay, let's go faster!"

The little baby stood there, staring blankly at the little boy held in the arms of the curly-haired woman. Envy flashed in his eyes. After a while, he turned around and squatted down. He filled the empty plastic bottles and glass jars on the ground with distress.

Into the snakeskin bag.

It took her many days to pick up these things, and she could exchange them for money with Uncle at the scrapyard.

When she sells these, she can eat steamed buns today.

I won't be hungry again.

The scrap station was a bit far away, and the little kid was staggering on the snow dragging the bag. The unnatural blush on his fleshless cheeks was getting deeper and deeper, and his head was also dizzy.

The feeling of lack of strength became heavier and heavier. The little baby couldn't hold it anymore and squatted down next to the telephone pole on the roadside.

Worried that the snakeskin bag would hinder others, she used her last strength to hold the bag in front of her.

Her little body leaned softly against the telephone pole. She gently closed her eyes, and her little hands habitually held the small black stone hanging around her neck.

The sky is getting darker little by little.

Snow is falling in the sky again.

The streets are still lively, with lights and colorful lights everywhere, and they are full of joy.

A gust of cold wind roared past, and newspapers blowing from nowhere hit the little baby's feet.

Two news stories were juxtaposed on the upward page, reporting anecdotes about the wealthy Yan family and the CEO of Tai Fung Real Estate.

Men are handsome and elegant, women are flamboyant and gorgeous.

The little baby didn't move.

She huddled under the telephone pole, her little body already stiff and cold.

The little baby also died in this cold winter in Huicheng.

…

In the void, a mechanical sound sounded.

[Beep——The host is reborn, the Shifang system is activated, and the binding is successful——]

…

June 1990.

The sun at noon is so poisonous and hot that it dazzles people.

The little kid's head was dizzy and he didn't know where he was. He only felt that his arm was being pulled by someone and it hurt.

She struggled to open her eyes, and a back figure appeared in her field of vision.

The woman has a strong figure and is wearing a brand new floral shirt, trousers and a low ponytail behind her head.

The other party was dragging her up the mountain.

The little kid's eyes suddenly opened wide, filled with fear.

Even after a long time, she still recognized the person in front of her at a glance.

"Mom, mom?" The little kid murmured in too much panic and called out the unfamiliar name.

The woman paused and turned around.

The sunlight penetrated the dense trees on the mountain and fell, and the fine light and shadow hit the woman's face, illuminating her long face and high cheekbones, as well as the fierce and cold eyes in her eyes.

She looked at the little baby and smiled slowly, "Big girl, there is a beautiful flower over there. Mommy likes it very much. Go and pick it for me."

The little kid looked along her finger and saw an unknown flower blooming on a cliff not far away, swaying in the wind in the scorching sun.

The familiar scene made her freeze and didn't move, fear growing densely in her heart.

In the scorching heat of June, the little baby felt cold all over.

"I asked you to pick flowers for me!" The woman's voice suddenly stern, she picked up the little baby and threw it towards the cliff.

The little baby was like a kite with its string cut off. Its thin and thin body was thrown over the cliff and fell straight to the cliff behind.

Her eyes widened, and as far as she could see, above her was the woman's cold smile after she succeeded.

At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in her head.

The boy's voice is extremely irritable——

[Hell mode at the beginning?! I am so happy!]

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