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Chapter 323 328. Killing the Door
In the early morning, Matilda's house was very lively.

Her older sister is following the aerobics shown on TV to improve her lack of figure.

Matilda always wants to watch cartoons, but her older sister is not easy to talk to and threatens to tear her face off if she dares to change the channel.

The 5-year-old brother got up by himself. After hugging Matilda, he went to play with his toys, and his mother didn't care about him.

But the eccentric mother will care about the other person: "The one who has nothing to do all day and only watches cartoons...can you go out and buy something to eat?"

The stepmother was indeed partial to her own child, and poor Matilda had nothing to do with it.

As for her father, the two slaps he gave her yesterday still caused her some pain.

At the same time, after enjoying the milk and bread breakfast in the quiet room, Yuan Pengfei loosened his muscles and found a place in the coffee shop downstairs to kill time.

It wasn't until almost noon that he went upstairs at the right time, and happened to meet Matilda standing in the corridor.The little girl's condition was very miserable. Half of her face was stained with blood. She had obviously suffered domestic violence.

If nothing else happened, it was probably because he interrupted his parents' good business and was taught a lesson by his angry father.

Although this kind of naughty behavior was very naughty, if he thought about it if he encountered it, he would become angry and give this naughty boy a good lesson.

However, different standpoints and different views, from his current point of view, Matilda's fat father is undoubtedly a hateful coward.

He only dared to vent his anger on the children, and when he met those guys who wanted to die, he was as cowardly as a tortoise, which was embarrassing.

He took out a handkerchief and handed it to little Lolita: "Run faster from now on, wipe it off."

Little Loli took the handkerchief and wiped the blood from her nose, and looked at him with big eyes: "Is life always so hard, or is it just like childhood?"

"It's always been so hard."

Yuan Pengfei answered honestly, this is not his idea alone, it is the idea of ​​most people, life has never been easy to say.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, the time was running out, "I have a suggestion, do you want to hear it?"

"You said it," Matilda said.

"Those uninvited guests yesterday said they would come around noon. They are definitely not good people. So I suggest you take your brother to the coffee shop downstairs to hide."

Yuan Pengfei also gave a relatively reasonable excuse: "Children are not suitable for watching bloody and violent things, are they?"

At this moment, Matilda looked up at his serious eyes, as if a warm current flowed through her heart.

No one has ever cared about her like this. It is common for her father to beat her, her stepmother always sneers at her, her sister always bullies her, and her younger brother is not sensible.

Counting it carefully, her relatives are not as concerned about her as a stranger.

"Okay." Matilda asked happily: "I'm going to the store to buy some things. Let me bring you some milk. It's two boxes of two-quarter milk, right?"

"Thank you, the small cakes in the coffee shop are good, please stay there for a while!" Yuan Pengfei said.

After hearing his thanks, the little girl seemed to have eaten honey, and her mood suddenly became much happier.

She held on to the railing, spinning and jumping like a butterfly, and ran home happily. She couldn't wait to go to the store.

It's just that after she knocked on the door, the people who greeted her at home were still swearing at each other.

"I finished shopping, where are the things?"

The stepmother was arranging the disheveled clothes and was very dissatisfied with Matilda's interruption.Her dead ghost husband also softened too quickly today, which is why she is in a bad mood.

Matilda still hadn't learned how to read words and expressions, and said truthfully, "I want to take my brother with me."

"Are you so idle?" The stepmother pushed her out of the door, "Hurry up and buy food, you idler."

The door was closed tightly, almost hitting Matilda's nose again. She was full of grievances, but she had nowhere to confide in, so she could only go downstairs to buy food silently.

In this family, she is redundant.

She walked downstairs, and six strange men walked up, and she recognized the leader of the man, Stan.It was also this person who made threats yesterday.

Yuan Pengfei warned her in advance, but she didn't take it seriously, and she didn't think anything violent would happen.

She even had some fantasies in her heart: If these guys could give her father a serious lesson, it would be nice.Who made her father beat her all the time!
These people are very orderly, everyone has a position and direction to control, and the entire corridor is immediately under their control.

Stan took out a small box from his pocket and shook it by his ear. Inside the box were several capsules.He took out one and bit it with his teeth, looked up at the ceiling, and held his waist in a unique pose.

At the moment when the capsule shattered, he played a soothing voice, causing one of his subordinates to follow him to look at the ceiling, thinking they had discovered something extraordinary!
"I love this moment of calm before the storm, it reminds me of Beethoven."

"Do you hear that? It's like you put your head on the grass and you can hear the grass growing, you can hear the insects crawling."

Stan's nerves were particularly sensitive at this moment, and he was excited, with a lot of inspiration in his mind and a lot of words.

Walking to the door of Matilda's house, he asked the companion next to him: "Do you like Beethoven?"

"Hard to say."

"Then I'll play some for you."

His companion's answer did not disturb Stan's interest. He snatched the shotgun from his companion and fired at the door lock.

With the sound of the gunshot, the fatty fat man who was drinking to suppress his shock felt a thrill in his heart, knowing that something was bad.

His eldest daughter didn't know anything yet, and ran out of the room out of curiosity, and happened to meet Stan.

"father!"

She yelled, turned around and ran away, and was not killed immediately.

Stan didn't care either, his left hand swayed like a conductor, and he searched in rhythmically.

"Touch." Kicking open the door of the bathroom, the hostess of the house was soaking in the bathtub full of foam, wearing earphones and still not knowing it!

"Snapped!"

With a gunshot, the foam dispersed, and she never had to leave the bath.

The killing continues.

Matilda's sister was chasing by Stan and ran around, but the door, the only exit, was blocked by several of Stan's accomplices, so where could she go?

"Snapped!"

This time her luck was not so good, the shot hit her in the back and knocked her flat on the ground.

She can no longer do calisthenics, and she no longer has to worry about her figure.

Stan seemed to be very satisfied with this effect, smashed a pass in the kitchen, came to the last room, and danced excitedly.

(End of this chapter)