Live a Good Life with the Villain Husband [Transmigration Book]

Gu Nansong frowned, this was not something a five or six-year-old child would say.

"Little bastard! I won't beat you to death today!"

With a loud drink, his fist rushed towards Gu Nansong.

Gu Nansong measured the fist that almost occupied his entire line of sight, and lay down on the ground without hesitation. The fist hit the bed, and the loud sound exploded in his ears. Gu Nansong believed that if it was really touching, he My head is probably going to explode!The drunk man's movements were not sensitive, and his slow speed gave the two of them time to react.

Gu Nansong grabbed the boy beside him, jumped up and dragged him out the door.

At this time, he finally realized that his body size was about the same size as the little boy next to him!

The skinny little hands, the tattered padded jacket, and a strong sense of powerlessness flowed from top to bottom.

Gu Nansong was only surprised for a moment, and was not flustered by the unexpected situation. He wanted to run into the living room, but the boy behind him held him back. He was grabbed by the arm by the drunk man who caught up and lifted him into the air. The boy was terrified Shouting, Gu Nansong quickly searched around for usable props.

With a fixed gaze, he rushed over.

"It hurts! My hand is going to break!"

Seeing that the drunk man was about to throw the little child to the ground... At the critical moment, he let go of his hand with a scream, and Gu Nansong caught the same little boy with his own small body. Tong, the two fell to the ground together, pushed away the boy who was still screaming, Gu Nansong straightened up, and the fruit knife in his hand that had just been pierced into the drunk's thigh pierced fiercely into his fragile neck.

Blood splattered.

There were bloodstains on that cold but childish little face.

The boy was so frightened that he choked, and after a while he tremblingly said: "You...you killed someone!"

Gu Nansong wiped his face, turned his head and glanced at him disdainfully: "What the hell is this human?"

boy:"……"

It was indeed not a human being... because he saw the drunk who should have died, staggering up again.

Gu Nansong gave a "tsk" and shouted, "Run away! You idiot!"

The boy got up on both hands and feet, rushed to the balcony in the kitchen, and without waiting for Gu Nansong to come over, he directly closed the balcony door... How can I say that this kind of single old balcony door cannot be locked from the outside at all, and the boy also Without the key, this kind of behavior has no meaning, but it makes Gu Nansong feel a little uncomfortable.

Gu Nansong dodges the drunken man's fist.

The non-stop insults were ringing in his ears.

But the body of a child is still no bigger than that of an adult. Gu Nansong fell to the ground with a slap, his head was in a mess. Knocked red, I don't know if the body has become a child, and the mind has also shrunk in age. Gu Nansong sniffed his nose and wanted to cry.

He was grabbed by the collar and then lifted, strangling him to the point of dying.

Faced with a distorted angry face and a pair of tyrannical red eyes, Gu Nansong struggled, his legs kept waving in mid-air, trying to kick his face, but his legs were too short, and it was difficult to use force in mid-air, so he couldn't reach him no matter what. Even if he was strangled by the neck, he still had to curse with difficulty:

"Old pervert, what's his skill if he only knows how to beat children!"

"I'll definitely beat you into a grandson today and call you grandpa on your knees!"

In this dream-like world, Gu Nansong may have forgotten a lot, but some things are deeply engraved in his soul. He raised his hand and swung it down towards the disgusting ugly face with a "pop" There was a loud noise, and the drunk man's face was deformed by the condensed evil spirit. When he let go of his hand, Gu Nansong fell down and fell on his buttocks.

Fortunately, I was wearing a cotton jacket and cotton trousers, so it didn't hurt too much.

Gu Nansong stood up, walked over without hesitation and stomped on the face of the drunk man who fell to the ground.

The drunk man twitched and seemed about to get up again.

Gu Nansong seemed to feel something, and turned to look at the door of the boy's room.

A dark figure whose soul could hardly be seen was standing there, with gloomy eyes piercing straight at Gu Nansong.

A fist bigger than his head hammered the half-up drunk man back to the ground and lay down again. Gu Nansong, who was sitting on the ground, stood up, with his hands on his hips, wide-eyed, small but imposing, grandma's voice Complaining to the figure: "Are you shameless? You are 1.7 meters tall, and you actually bully two cubs who are not taller than you."

The figure was still standing like that, full of resentment, it looked like the kind of ghost who couldn't make sense.

Gu Nansong raised his hand, and the chains formed by the condensed evil spirit rushed towards the figure. He tied it up and pulled it in front of him. The figure staggered towards him. I dragged a stool to the side, climbed up and stepped on it, and could see people face to face.

"why……"

The ghost in front of him suddenly spoke, and something seemed to be suppressed in the vague voice.

Gu Nansong tilted his head in doubt: "Why?"

"Why is no one helping me... No one is helping me..."

The figure's eyes were wide open, and hatred and pain were intertwined in the dark pupils.

"He beat me so badly! I have been suffering from his abuse...but no one came to save me! Why no one came to save me!"

Bright red tears fell drop by drop, and he raised his head to look at Gu Nansong, with glaring bloodstains running down his pale face, he suddenly laughed mockingly: "I am a child that no one wants... I don't deserve to live in this world..."

"Then what." Gu Nansong couldn't help reminding: "Although you are in pain and unable to extricate yourself, you are already dead. This seems a bit out of place..."

The figure trembled and looked over angrily.

I have never seen such a blind person!

"And ah." Gu Nansong raised his finger and pointed at the drunk man who was struggling on the ground but was pinned down and couldn't get up: "What you are doing now is no different from that beast that hurt you. Look, I It's not any better than you, you are so skinny in a padded jacket, it's not appropriate for you to bully me like this!"

The ghost was silent for a while, then turned its gaze to the direction of the balcony.

Gu Nansong looked back and asked, "Do you have any grudge against him?"

I could clearly feel the intensity of hatred and anger, and the surging resentment was burning like fire. Gu Nansong didn't get a response, but he understood what the ghost meant. He jumped off the stool, walked to the balcony door, and kicked the door directly , but the people outside the door were terrified. This seemingly extremely fragile wooden door was the most secure barrier for him at this time.

"If you don't come out, I won't take you out of here."

"I'm leaving, you stay here and sleep, maybe you wake up from the dream and go back tomorrow."

Gu Nansong said loudly, making a gesture to leave.

On the large glass window stained with oil, the blurred outline of half of the head quickly shrank, only to hear a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang, bang bang bang bang. He moved it away with great effort, and there was a creak, and through a crack, the person outside the door was looking in nervously with wide eyes.

Gu Nansong snorted lightly.

"I don't have so much time to wait for you. You can't get out."

"Come, come!" Because of the angle of the kitchen, the boy on the balcony couldn't see the drunk and the ghost in the living room. He only knew that the two of them stood here for a long time, and the terrible drunk didn't come over. It must be dangerous Temporarily relieved, he was panicked and surprised, and the boy who came out flinched like a mouse crawling out of the gutter.

Gu Nansong took the boy to the living room.

Seeing the drunk man lying on the ground, the boy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry about it just yet." Gu Nansong suddenly turned his head to look at him, with a malicious smile on his face: "Would you like to explain to yourself honestly, what did you do that violated morality, violated the law, and violated the bottom line of human conscience?"

"What are you... talking about?" The boy didn't understand.

A gust of wind blew in the room.

The boy shrunk behind Gu Nansong only felt his eyes go dark, and he was grabbed by the neck and lifted into the air. It was a dark shadow, which could be called the crooked one at the top, suddenly Opening a pair of red eyes, the choked boy stared in horror, struggling with his hands and feet, despite his small body, all his strength was in vain.

His eyeballs rolled with difficulty, and he wanted to ask Gu Nansong for help.

"Hey, tell me clearly before you do it."

The shadow that was pinching the boy slowly grinned, and said in a hoarse voice, "Listen~"

The black air dissipated, and the lights above his head flickered twice. Under the boy's unbelievable gaze, the black shadow turned into a clear person, wearing a neat suit. But more than 30 look at a pair of elite-looking men.

He gave the boy a weird smile.

"Little bastard, you actually ate your brother's snacks."

"Who allowed you to talk to your mother like that!"

"Get off the dinner table, I don't know if I'm wrong or not to eat!"

"What kind of eyes do you have! I'm your father, why? Hate me?"

"When you were born, I should have strangled you!"

It is hard to imagine that these piercing words came from a father, and the child who received such cruel treatment was a child connected with him by blood!That child may not be very old, and it is about the same as them at this time. An innocent and innocent child of five or six years old should grow up under the care of love, but because of having a devil father, he is living in a painful hell.

Gu Nansong sneered.

Climb up on a stool and sit watching the play: "You bastard of a domestic violence child, it's all right, remember to focus on what to do."

With a scream, the boy was thrown to the ground.

"Help! Help! It hurts! I'm going to die! Help me!"

I don't know how long it lasted, the sound of beating gradually stopped, the boy lying on the ground was dying, Gu Nansong blocked the last few crazy attacks that had lost his mind for him, he raised his hand to restrain the runaway ghost, raised his foot After kicking the half-dead boy, he said indifferently, "Do you still dare?"