Kamen Rider from Douluo

Chapter 3 Memory (1)

Tiandaozun's consciousness changed involuntarily, and such memories appeared in his mind like a dream. .biqugev

Regarding his own feelings, it is as if he is in it, and his perspective is a third perspective like a memory.

I was born in a small hospital. When I was born, my biological father and mother's family was bankrupt. My father couldn't bear the pressure of bankruptcy and jumped off the building, leaving my biological mother to raise me hard by herself.

But when I was two years old, when I had just begun to remember, my mother died of an illness due to the workload of high-intensity work.

As soon as I could remember, I was treated as a broom star by my relatives and sent to an orphanage. Before leaving, I listened to what they said, "This child is born to resist relatives!", "This child will probably bring harm to us, so it is better to keep a distance from him.", "How can such a person live in the world? ".

The orphanage is called Sunshine Orphanage, and the director is a wrinkled old man who doesn't look kind.

"This child will be handed over here. Please ask the dean to take more care of him in the future.".

"Yes, yes, this child is so cute, he looks like he will be promising in the future!".

"...".

I originally thought that the polite words of the dean and relatives were true, but who would have thought that everything the adults said was a lie.

The children in the orphanage also didn't like me and kept bullying me. The dean doesn't care about the trivial matters here. He is only responsible for the children's food, drink and some food. The food he gives us is also very unpalatable. It only has white rice and shredded green vegetables and radish. Sometimes there is no vegetables to eat.

"Dahu, why did you grab my little ball? That's, that's...".

"Xiaobai, you are about to be adopted, goodbye!".

"Madoka, your hairpin fell off, why don't you pick it up for you? That's not my thing!".

But getting along with them was probably the best time when I was a child, because when I was almost 3 years old, a slovenly and careless man adopted me and gave me a new name, Zhang Hai!

That man is a man who likes gambling and drinking. He drinks when he loses the bet. After drinking, he hits someone when he goes home. It is precisely in this way that he is the only one in his family. No, now there is an extra me.

"What's the use of you? You can't do anything. I just want you to cook when I come back soon. You can't do any of this. What's the use of you!"

The man was holding a wine bottle, smelled of alcohol, and spoke very loudly. I was frightened and cried. This day is my 3rd birthday. I have been playing in this messy basement, but who knew that he would keep scolding me as soon as he came back, and I can't do anything!

"Cry, cry, cry, just cry! What's the use of you, stop crying!".

The man pointed at me and shouted loudly, but I couldn't stop the tears in my eyes, and they started to flow down.

"******, I told you not to cry, did you hear me?"

The man angrily picked up the bottle and hit me on the head with a bang.

It hurts! My head was smashed by a wine bottle with a big cut, and the glass residue on it stung me deeply. It felt like a knife was constantly being inserted into my heart, and each knife did not penetrate deep. .

Pain, pain, pain! This heartbreaking pain spread throughout my body in an instant, tearing my heart apart, and I was in unbearable pain! I tried my best to cover my head with my hands, and my body kept dodging something. I kept crying, running from my nose, and even peeing. The liquid is surging.

"Hide, hide, hide, right?"

That man's demonic voice reached my ears, and I begged for mercy, praying that his claws would not reach out to me again.

"Dad...Dad...Dad, dad...please spare me...spare me...I, I...I...I will never do it again!!"

The man glared fiercely, and what I just said seemed to anger him even more. With red eyes, he took my hand and threw me against the wall.

My strong arms kept waving, and I only saw a huge fist hitting me from a high place.

"Ah... ah! ah ah... ah ah... ah ah...".

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

Four punches!

I don’t know how many times he hit me, I don’t know how long he hit me, and I don’t know how much pain my body feels. I just hope it’s not me who gets hit!

Why why do I have to endure such pain! Why! Why!

I was lying next to the wall with blood all over my body. There were a lot of glass fragments on my head. My face was bleeding red after being beaten. There were purple and blue scars all over my body. My old clothes were torn and had holes during the beating. And the cloth strips have also been dyed red.

Why didn't I die? Why am I still alive in this world? Why doesn’t God just kill me? The pain that tears my heart is constantly stimulating my body, but the pain in my heart is hundreds of times more painful than this!

The pain continues, I am in dire straits every day, and no one can help me stop the scars in my heart.

In the next three years, I worked in that house like a puppet, cleaning, and cooking. When the man came back, I was beaten again by him. Because my mind was numb and my tears had dried up, I could no longer endure everything. .

Because there is no medical treatment, I have scars all over my scalp, skin, and face. The scars are not connected to the flesh and bones. Sometimes they are not washed with water, and there are even maggots in them. However, as the scars and wounds continued to increase, my face became hideous and hideous, and I no longer looked like a complete normal person.

I am an ugly and vile creature, that is what the man calls me.

Finally, when I was almost 6 years old, the man was caught by a group of policemen in black clothes, and I was also sent to the hospital for treatment. My life in hell also came to an end.

“The face was scalded by boiling water for a long time and cannot be recovered, there are too many wounds on the hair that cannot be recovered, the teeth were beaten crookedly, many wounds all over the body were infected and cracked, the muscles were strained, the organs were incompetent due to long-term torture, and there are many more

We all agreed that it was a miracle that this child endured this pain!"

This is a young nurse making a report to a female police officer.

The female police officer gritted her teeth and said, "This scumbag! He really deserves to die!"

I lay on the hospital bed and listened quietly to their angry words. I felt that there was still warmth in the world. My numb heart opened with a longing for light.

The policewoman's name is Bai Feier. She has long hair like a waterfall, a cold and beautiful face, excellent skin, and a curvy figure. She is simply a goddess in dreams! Dream Dragon Ultimate Bang Bang Hammer cough cough, in short, she is so beautiful. no.

Bai Feier has always taken care of me, and my gratitude to her has deepened day by day. I know that I owe her a lot, and I also secretly vowed to repay her well in the future!

There is a poem that proves: "I dreamed of entering the earth and my name is Zhang Hai. My memory is bitter and my life is sad. I was born into a ruined family and my parents died without rest. My relatives and neighbors abandoned the orphanage, and they started fighting and bullying. I was adopted. My adoptive father gambled and drank too much, and he was violent. He was physically and mentally disabled. Fortunately, a police officer came to treat him and sent him to the hospital for treatment."

Predict what will happen next, let’s see the breakdown next time.

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