Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Thinking of the girl's parents, Song Pan'er remembered the somewhat familiar name 'Liu Shugen' again. Tell me, you have such a down-to-earth name, how can you still be short-lived? Don’t they all say that it’s easier to make a living with a cheap name?

Unable to think of a solution, Song Pan'er's thinking began to go astray, and she became angry with the girl's parents who had died early.

She was angry about Liu Shugen's early death, but the classmates next to her were laughing and joking about the steep road to the cliff.

"I'll go, this must be ten meters deep, right?"

"No, this is twenty meters."

"If it falls, it won't turn into a meat pie, right?"

"That's not possible. At most, I'll be lame."

The conversation between the two was neither nutritious nor meaningful, but it made Song Paner stunned.

Lame? Lame, tree roots, cheap names are easy to make a living on. These words crowded into her mind at the same time, triggering a long-standing memory.

At that time, Ma Xijuan had just learned that she was pregnant with Song Tianci, and Song Zhigang said that he wanted to give his son a good name, Tianci.

Mrs. Song was not satisfied after hearing this, as she was afraid that the name would be too big to suppress. Song Zhigang was not happy and retorted that the name Liu Shugen in the backyard was not very good, so it was of no use, as his lifeblood and legs were still broken. The son who was born to me, Song Zhigang, was born with a precious life and could withstand anything.

Later, she even said that if it was a girl, she would be called Wang'er, but Song Pan'er couldn't care less about the memories anymore, and sat upright with a sudden movement, "Stop the car!"

Everyone in the car was frightened by her voice, "What...what's wrong?"

Ignoring that the donkey cart was still moving forward, Song Pan'er raised her arms and jumped down. After saying "call the police quickly", she ran back as fast as she could.

"Pan'er, what are you doing?"

"Pan'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Classmate Song Pan'er, stop!"

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The car was in chaos. The professor quickly stopped the donkey cart that was still running and got out of the car behind Han Mengyao and Ma Haiyan.

"Stop her quickly." The professor shouted to the people on the donkey cart behind.

But in just a short time, Song Pan'er had already ran dozens of meters away, and there was no way he could stop him.

The rain became so heavy that people couldn't keep their eyes open after a while.

Panting heavily, Song Pan'er ran a few steps and wiped her face. Her eyes that reopened showed a rare ferocity.

She hated that cousin for bullying her sister, she also hated that ugly old man for daring to covet her sister, and she even hated herself for not realizing that it was her sister earlier.

Swallowing her tears back, she had only one thought in her mind, hurry up, her sister is waiting for her.

The road was very slippery, and I stumbled after just three or two steps. She couldn't remember how many times she had fallen, and Song Paner's body was already covered in mud. He got up from the muddy soup again, spit out a mouthful of yellow muddy water, and staggered forward.

After being sick for so many days, Song Pan'er's body was very weak, her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat, and her legs were stiff and uncontrollable.

Looking at the village entrance not far away, Song Pan'er slapped herself hard, "Trash, hold on!"

Without stopping to take a breath, Song Pan'er continued to rush forward top-heavy due to the pain on her face. Finally, she crawled into the village.

The wedding banquet in the brick house was coming to an end. The host stood at the entrance of the courtyard, saying goodbye to the guests one by one. Everyone smiled and greeted each other, and no one paid attention to the sobs coming from the room.

Song Lai'er was gagged and tied to the bed, her thin face full of tears. She looked at the old man walking towards her with a lewd smile, shaking her head in horror.

At the gate, the last few guests were sent away. The short man looked back at the upper room and smiled inexplicably. The woman next to him nudged him with her elbow, "You're going to do that? Let him have trouble here?"

The short man turned back to clean up the tables and chairs in the yard, and said with some pride: "You know what a fool! Let me tell you, if this is done, the girl will feel relieved, and she won't have to be tied up and carried out. Besides, if we don’t agree to do things right away, can those strong guys go back? How many bowls of noodles will they have to eat?”

"You know, you are very sharp." The woman rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her hands to clear away the dishes. As soon as she picked up a pair of chopsticks on the table, the courtyard door was violently knocked open.

Song Pan'er rushed in like a mud monkey, grabbed the woman's arm and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Where is Liu Kexin? I will give you double the money to buy Liu Kexin."

After saying that, she immediately let go of the woman and rushed up to the room, not forgetting to take the chopsticks from the woman's hand.

The two people in the yard were stunned. Who is she? Did she mean spoiling?

They didn't react until Song Pan'er was about to enter the house, "Who are you? Just wait."

Song Pan'er stopped and pushed the door open vigorously. The scene in front of her made her eyes wide open.

The old man took off all his clothes and knelt beside the bed with his butt sticking out. He took off the girl's clothes on the bed and touched them everywhere.

He was so filled with lust that even the sound of opening the door didn't attract his attention, and he was still screaming like a bitch.

Song Pan'er didn't say anything, just took a pair of chopsticks. The position where he stabbed was incredible. The old man stayed there as if he had been cast a spell, and it took him a long time to start howling like a ghost.

The couple who chased them to the door stopped in fright. They saw the little girl taking something out of her pocket again. She pressed the handle, and the palm-length blade popped out, pointing at the knife tied to the bed. A person's hands and feet are like two swords.

The couple's sight was blocked and they could not see clearly that Song Pan'er was cutting the rope, so they screamed and retreated. It was quite clever. The man went to the yard to find trouble with someone, while the woman ran out of the yard to call someone.

The old man's sudden scream made Song Laier, who was already in complete despair and had his eyes closed waiting for doom to come, subconsciously opened his eyes and met a pair of eyes that were very similar to hers.

Song Pan'er didn't care what to say. After cutting the rope twice, she quickly turned around and closed the door. The cousin had already rushed over with a hoe, but she was just one step away from the door.

After lowering the door latch, Song Pan'er sat down along the wall without any strength. This door should last for a while and let her rest, she really has no strength left.

Song Lai'er got her hands and feet free, quickly got up and put on her clothes, and then stared at Song Pan'er without blinking.

The girl sitting against the wall by the door gradually overlapped with the little figure in the memory who pushed her up the wall. Her hands unconsciously touched the button on her neck.

"Are you, sister?"

Song Pan'er's body froze and she raised her head suddenly, tears filling her eyes and dripping down. "you remember?"

Song Lai'er nodded vigorously, her eyes turned red, and she stepped forward to hug the sister she had never been able to touch in her dream.

But before she could reach Song Pan'er, the door of the house was banged hard, and curses and shouts came from outside.

"Come out, little thief, you can't run away!"