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28 Children Who Are Not Angels ([-])

Trembling, Su Zhenqing picked up his grandson who had fallen on the green belt and woke up. He was in tears, and his wrinkled face was covered with sorrow and mourning... His grandson, his grandson was only two and a half years old!Just unconscious like this, as if sleeping... How nice it would be if he was sleeping!Su Zhenqing wanted to yell, but he opened his mouth and couldn't even make a sound!

If only his grandson was really sleeping!

But... why is there blood coming out of his little grandson's mouth... the blood froth gushes out from his grandson's nose, and his old hand can't wipe it off his delicate face...it can't be wiped off!

Su Zhenqing wanted to cry...he really did, but...his crying couldn't make his little grandson react at all...what should he do...what should he do? !

The ambulance came roaring, and a group of people in white clothes snatched his little grandson from him. When he suddenly raised his head and wanted to fight them desperately, he saw the group of people put his little grandson on a small white sheet. On the bed, I also took a bag of blood... blood!

right!As long as his little grandson has blood, he will live...alive!

The old man who originally wanted to fight desperately with the group of men in white rushed over and stretched out his arm to one of the men in white: "Give him my blood, give him my life! Give him my... my I can give him anything, give him my life... please... please..."

He climbed up to the man in white and knelt down.

The man in white sprayed his face with something, which gave the old man a jolt. Only then did Su Zhenqing wake up, knowing that these men in white were doctors, doctors, and life-saving.

"Old man, we will do our best to save the child...but do you have a certainty about why the child is like this?" A doctor asked him.

"I...no...I don't..." Su Zhenqing trembled, "I want to call the police! I want to call the police!"

When this kind of thing happens, everyone knows that they will not let it pass easily, and the same is true of the doctors. They immediately help to call the police, and then call the parents of the children, telling them to rush home. Many things are not handled properly by the elderly. , There must be a young and middle-aged person present, and for a while, knowing that the accident happened, the neighbors also ran to help-the ambulance roared and sent the child to the hospital, and only the mother of the child was accompanied.

In fact, there is no problem with waking up long ago. His body has been cured by the Queen Mother, and his IQ has not only improved by a notch, but at the moment it looks very scary outside. It will get better too.This is just waiting for an opportunity.

And Voldemort, also turned into an 11-year-old child, appeared in the hospital.

Who cares about an 11-year-old child, especially if he is still sick, like he has some terminal illness!

Voldemort's pale face, big eyes, and dewy appearance... Who would treat him as a threat?Unless he's the noseless one covered in tiny scales 70 years from now, he's a cherub everyone loves - on the outside.

Voldemort didn't intend to get too close to Su Xing, at least at the moment he drank the age-reducing potion, he didn't want this identity named Tom to get too close to Su Xing, and his adult version, the 22-year-old young man named Thomas It's completely different. He hopes that these two identities can get corresponding points in this job - he must surpass the previous few people, get the highest score, return to his world early, and rule the world!This time he knew that it wasn't just a few thousand people in the magic world, he didn't like it anymore!He wants the whole world!

Raising his fists to cheer himself up, Voldemort learned about the progress of the case from the medical staff who came in and out-the injuries of Su Xing were caused by two teenage children, the girl named Sun Jiaming, who was just 13 this year The boy's name is Li Jiaqi, who is only 12 years old this year. The two are neighbors and have always had a good relationship. Because of their similar age and the fact that the boy started school a year earlier, the two are in the same grade.

The two have played together since kindergarten, and the boy is slightly younger, so the girl has become a person who agrees with each other.

People saw from the monitoring equipment that Sun Jiaming slapped Li Jiaqi and asked him to hug Su Xing who was in the opening of the building door. At this moment, the grandfather who was awake was sitting outside the opening of the building door and looked into the opening. The child took his grandson to play, so he didn't worry too much. He watched with a smile, and was going to buy some snacks for the children.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, his grandson disappeared.

When we met again, the grandson was dying, unconscious in the green belt, with bleeding from his mouth and nose, and wounds all over his body.

During the time when the grandson disappeared, related videos were also found——

In the video, the boy Li Jiaqi is hugging Su Xing, while the girl Sun Jiaming slaps Su Xing, pulls his hair, pulls him out of Li Jiaqi's arms and throws him to the ground three times, and Li Jiaqi is also Under her coercion, she kicked Su Xing with her feet again and again... The two children took turns to abuse a younger child, until the child was almost beaten, the girl said: "Wait for someone to come, take him first." go home!"

The two of them got off the elevator going up and down in the elevator and took Xiao Suxing away.

They are still young and don't know that there is surveillance in the elevator, otherwise, they would not choose to do this in the elevator.

"She..." Su Xing's grandfather Su Zhenqing pointed at Sun Jiaming, "She also told me not to worry about the child, saying... that Xiao Su Xing went to play on the stairs by herself... After that, he," he pointed at Li Jiaqi Said, "He said he saw a security guard enter the stairs and took Xiao Suxing away...I...I shouldn't believe them!"

The old man beat his head with tears streaming down his cheeks, crying uncontrollably.

Not only him, but also the awake parents, crying and twitching, especially his mother, this young lady is already crying a little convulsively at the moment, there is no trace of youthful demeanor on her face, only pain The scars and scars are vividly displayed on her body.

At this moment, 11-year-old Tom Riddle walked over.

He obediently handed the handkerchief to his waking mother. The lady named Wu Anan said in Chinese with a blunt voice: "Wipe your tears, ma'am, you look very sad."

The interviewing reporter quickly seized this shot.

The Su family is full of gloom these days, and teenage children are the restricted area that cannot be touched. However, Tom's appearance makes the reporter have a new topic. They keep saying that the children are angels, and the two children ——Sun Jiaming and Li Jiaqi didn’t do it on purpose, they just didn’t know that it would cause harm to the little brother’s waking up. They’re not bad kids at all—Isn’t Tom also 11 years old, seeing how well-behaved he is, it proves that children are angels Therefore, the life of the two children cannot be denied because of a momentary mistake.

These reports by the reporters still aroused all the repercussions. After all, some people just think that children are angels. Even if the children take a knife and dismember their parents, they still think so. Of course, it is a bit exaggerated to say this, but I have to say, Countless people will put the seemingly weak people in a particularly pitiful and cute position, and will not allow the truth to be revealed, not to mention that the reporters also received money from Sun Jiaming and Li Jiaqi.

Take people's money and fight disasters with people.

Journalists know that.

However, in the eyes of Tom Voldemort, the reports of these reporters are simply a pile of shit.

Voldemort killed his classmates when he was eight or nine years old, because the kid who was in the orphanage with him did something that he didn't like very much, and the kid pissed him off, which really pissed him off He didn't like it, so he killed the kid--in Voldemort's opinion, the kid was in his same grade, even stronger than him, and if he killed it, that kid was incompetent, and if he had the ability, he would kill Kill anyone who offends him—it's a pity that these reporters are now surrounding him, making him a child like an angel.

It's ridiculous.

Voldemort grinned, grabbed the reporter's hand with a smile, and said softly, "Does uncle think I'm cute too? I think I'm cute too... so uncle, can you help me, I want to go to my mother's job Room...can you take me there?"

The reporter saw that the little boy in front of him was so cute, his legs were almost limp, how could he disagree?Coupled with the fact that this kid was the reason he could get more bribes, he was about to fall in love with this little guy, so he nodded quickly, followed Voldemort and left the hospital.

After going around twice, Voldemort led the reporter to a very, very remote place, surrounded by buildings with only a small passage in the middle.

"Is your mother's studio here?" The reporter saw that this place is really synonymous with mess.

"This is a short cut." Voldemort said tactfully.

The reporter did not suspect him, and followed him into the alley——

The two of them, one in front of the other, got closer and closer... Just when the reporter still felt that he had done a good thing, suddenly, he felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and he fell to the ground——he subconsciously I went to touch the painful place on my waist, and when I picked up my hand to look at it... my hand was covered with blood!

"you……"

"Cut, it's not fun." Voldemort grinned and smiled, this time his smile was really happy, showing eight small white teeth, "Do you know who I am?"

The reporter's stomach ached and he left. He wanted to pick up something and smash the child in front of him to death, but...he didn't know why his body was so paralyzed and he couldn't move...

"Do you know how difficult it is for me to go to the hospital to steal the discarded anesthetic?" Flipping out the wallet, "Although I'm not short of money, there's no reason not to take it. As for you... I'll give you a few options—"

He stretched out his finger: "One, let me slit your throat to die quickly; two, if it is more painful, I will cut you a few more and let you bleed to death. You choose one!"