The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Xiao Jingchuan rushed over unsteadily and tightly grasped the extremely gorgeously packaged black bouquet.

The water droplets on the charming petals rolled down and dripped on the back of his hand.

It was chillingly cold.

"Chuan'er, what's wrong with you!"

"Xiao Chuan!"

Lin Xiaopei and Xiao Sheng were so frightened by their son's dramatic change in demeanor that they hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Xiao Jingchuan turned his head sharply, his red eyes staring closely at Xiao Sheng, his voice trembled, and his jawline was about to crack.

"Dad, it's a mandala, a black mandala. Why is there a black mandala here!"

Xiao Sheng was startled and looked at the black flower held tightly by his son.

He was confused and thinking for a while, and suddenly his eyes trembled!

"Ogawa! This-!"

The man who had gone through all the storms without moving had his voice trembling a little at this moment.

"A Sheng! What happened?"

Lin Xiaopei was frightened by the reaction of the father and son. Her heart was beating uneasily, as if she had returned to the nightmare ten years ago, and an extremely ominous premonition came again.

After receiving his father's confirmation, Xiao Jingchuan's whole body trembled violently. He turned around suddenly and looked around. His eyes were filled with blood, and the flower stem in his hand had been crushed by him.

Thick purple-black juice dripped down the back of the hand along the fingers and dripped to the ground.

"Why, why do you still appear here..."

Looking at the water droplets on the petals, he shook violently, shouted angrily as if madly, turned around and ran towards the car.

"Change the surveillance! Turn out all the surveillance here immediately!"

"boom!"

The door of Ancheng Xiao's old house was pushed open fiercely. Xiao Jingchuan, with a pale face, rushed all the way to the door of Xiao Qing's former room.

When Xiao Sheng and others caught up, the room was in a mess and turned upside down.

Xiao Jingchuan knelt on the ground, clutching a few photos.

Lin Xiaopei stood at the door of the room where her eldest son and daughter once lived, and couldn't help but throw herself into her husband's arms and cry bitterly.

After a long time, Xiao Jingchuan stood up staggeringly. He held up the photo in his hand and looked at his parents with a horrible smile.

"Exactly the same...exactly the same..."

Two photos, one is a black mandala in full bloom on a dark, dirty, horrific and bloody ground.

The other picture showed Xiaoqing lying on the hospital bed without sound. She also had a coquettish black mandala in her hand.

Who is it? !

In the kidnapping case that year, after he was completely unconscious, someone called the police to rescue him and Xiao Qing, leaving a black mandala at the scene.

After Xiaoqing was rescued, she suffered from acute brain swelling caused by poisoning and suffered for a month. On the night she died of illness, a mandala appeared in her hand.

Ten years later, on the anniversary of Xiaoqing's death, someone placed a mandala in front of her grave...

Is it the same person? !

Back then, he killed the two kidnappers on the spot. So was this person the real mastermind behind the kidnapping case or an insider? !

Could there even be a hidden secret behind Xiao Qing's death?

Why...what exactly...

The huge amount of information completely occupied the boy's mind, and emotions of anger, pain, and madness swept over like a tsunami!

His eyes were red, his eyes were about to burst, and the veins on his neck were undulating violently.

Destroy, want to destroy everything!

"boom!"

The red nanmu door of the ancient house was kicked to pieces by Xiao Jingchuan, and the thick door panel flew out from the door frame and hit the wall!

His chest was heaving violently, his face was gloomy and cruel, and his eyes were black and red, filled with murderous intent.

The three accompanying bodyguards moved forward hesitantly, but were frightened by the tall young man's fierce and inhuman eyes.

Xiaosheng and his wife were heartbroken when they saw their son in this state.

"Xiaochuan! Calm down, daddy will check! Send someone to check immediately!"

"Chuan'er, it's okay, mom is here! Chuan'er, it's not your fault!"

Lin Xiaopei moved forward with open arms, but Xiao Jingchuan waved him warily.

"Go away!"

The housekeeper hurriedly came in from the outside and whispered to Xiao Sheng, "Dr. Chu Fei has been notified. He...he asked us to knock the young master out first."

Under Xiao Sheng's instruction, the tallest and strongest bodyguard slowly approached the young man who was in a highly aggressive state with a wary look on his face.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to reach out, he was caught by the young man's ruthless and strong fingers.

With a fierce and cunning arm-removing movement, the bodyguard immediately screamed in pain, his arms hung down weakly, and he was thrown out unable to resist.

Xiao Jingchuan stepped on him, his fists as strong as wind and iron raised high!

"Don't wait, come up together! Be careful not to hurt the young master!"

The remaining two bodyguards recovered from the shock and rushed forward together.

Four people were fighting together.

Several times, the three bodyguards were about to pin him down, but Xiao Jingchuan was able to break free with great strength and skill, and then kicked him away.

In the blink of an eye, all four people were stunned.

The small room was like a colosseum, a mess.

The young man's eyes were black and red, and his handsome white jade face was mottled with blood, as if he had lost his humanity, leaving only the intuition and killing intent of a wild wolf.

Lin Xiaopei, who was pulled back outside by Xiao Sheng, looked at Xiao Jingchuan whose face was covered with blood, covered her mouth and cried out: "Chuan'er, my Chuan'er..."

Before the ancient house was completely demolished, three tall and tough bodyguards finally restrained Xiao Jingchuan.

Everyone's face turned red and they were panting like an ox.

The three of them resisted the terrifying strength of Xiao Jingchuan's struggle and pressed his back, arms and legs to the ground respectively. They did not dare to relax at all and completely ignored the instructions not to hurt anyone.

This Master Xiao's fight is too scary!

Any slightest sign of slackness may be overthrown by him. His fists and kicks are brutal and extremely powerful, unlike a 17-year-old boy!

Xiao Jingchuan was pinned to the ground, blood mixed with sweat streaked across his white eyelids from his forehead and dripped on the ground.

His eyes were dark and empty, and there seemed to be something in his mind that was driving him to struggle and resist, overturning everything!

During the struggle, a slender oval black dzi bead with white stripes was held by a black rope and slowly rolled out from the collar...

"Nine-eyed Dzi Beads, meaning: eliminate disasters, increase compassion, and achieve complete luck."

"Since I met you, Tang Jiao has started to have good luck! Therefore, I hope you are safe, go well, have a clear mind, and have no obstacles..."

The young man's eyes moved slightly, as if there was half a trace of clarity, and he was struggling to break out of the maddening confusion.

At this moment of relief, the three bodyguards seized the opportunity and finally used a less harmful method to completely control the crazy and out-of-control Xiao Jingchuan.

……

"Huh, huh, huh—"