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The taxi drove a long way and gradually arrived at a poor area on the outskirts of the city.

It was not too late, the roadside barbecue stalls were busily open, emitting oily smoke, and the fat from the meat on the iron rack was dripping down.

Although Cheng Yan came here for the first time, the memory in his mind is no stranger.

He jumped out of the taxi and quickly ran towards the low-rise group rented house on the outskirts of the city.This is the most common area where poor people gather in any city. The buildings are dilapidated, without balconies, and summer clothes are all hung out to hang outside, like thousands of flags.

There are various noises floating around, the sound of the TV in the resident's home, the sound of the ceiling fan creaking and shaking, the cry of the child, and the rude reprimand of the adults.

Cheng Yan bent over and walked around a few clothes racks hanging outside, a middle-aged aunt passed by in front of her, and she recognized him at a glance.

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Yan?" Her rough voice was loud in the night wind, with a sense of strangeness, "Our whole family saw you on TV! This TV station is so powerful, you suddenly become a different person , that girl in my family was stunned, and said that it wasn't you at all! Hahaha."

Cheng Yan smiled: "Sister Wu, how is Xiao Li's high school entrance examination?"

Sister Wu was like a ball that was suddenly discouraged: "That damn girl, playing games all day long, you can pass the exam! It's Xiao Yan who is the best. This is on TV, can you make money?"

Cheng Yan didn't have the time to exchange pleasantries, so he shook his head and waved his hands: "I don't have any money. Now, sign up for this, and there is no notification fee."

Sister Wu watched his vigorous figure disappear after a few steps, and felt a little dazed for some reason.

If the young man on TV was completely different from what she remembered, then the feeling now was even more obvious.

The men's college is also eighteen changes!Why did that gloomy child who was like bean sprouts suddenly become so generous, calm and likable?

Cheng Yan stood in front of a small six-story building, walked along the dark corridor, and stood in front of the half-hidden house door.

Before the door was opened, the door of the opposite room opened, and an old man looked over with his head poking around.

"Ouch, Homura." He was startled, walked out tremblingly, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you back? Your father is drunk again, you should hide quickly, if you can't come back, don't come back. "

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Grandpa Wang, did he beat my mother again tonight?"

The old man sighed: "Isn't it the same? We don't dare to fight."

It's not that the old neighbors didn't help, but the more you help the poor mother three, the more crazy their alcoholic husband will be, and the harder he beats behind closed doors.

As time goes by, no one dares to care about it.

Cheng Yan nodded: "Grandpa Wang, you can go back. I'll go in and have a look."

The old man looked at Cheng Yan's dark and cold eyes hesitantly, and felt a strange suddenness in his heart: This child, who was so weak and timid before, why now...his back is so straight, and his eyes are so bright and horribly bright What about people?

"Then you must be careful. If you can't do it, run away!" He urged.

The iron door was covered with tattered window screens, Cheng Yan stretched out his hand and turned on the door light, the dark room lit up, but the wattage was very dim.

The memory in this body became clearer and clearer, Cheng Yan took a deep breath as he looked at the dwelling where the original owner had stayed for many years.

The living room is small, and there are a lot of cardboard boxes piled up near the balcony, which contain winter clothes that have nowhere to put them.

The sofa in the middle was dilapidated and had lost its original color, but now, a thin woman was curled up, lying motionless on it.

There was a sickening smell all over the room, and there were pools of drunken vomit on the floor.

Cheng Yan held back his nausea, walked slowly to the sofa, bent down, and stared blankly.

The woman's cheeks were extremely thin, under her tightly closed eyelids, like Cheng Yan, there were thick and long eyelashes.But between the sparse hair, there was half-dried blood dripping down from the temples to half of the cheek.

The woman obviously didn't seem to be sleeping, because the sudden burst of light didn't wake her up.She was still curled up, with her arms slightly covering her face, as if in a coma, she was still frightened, afraid that she would be beaten down again at any time.

Although he has no real blood relationship with this woman, Cheng Yan felt a deep sorrow in his heart when he saw her for the first time.

It belonged to the original owner, and it came from the deep bond of blood and blood.

With trembling hands, he was about to gently caress this strange mother, when suddenly, a strange sound came from the bathroom not far behind him.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

He turned his head abruptly, some terrible memories burst out of his mind, and a terrible firework exploded in front of his eyes.

He rushed to the bathroom with a stride, kicked hard at the closed small door, and with a "bang", half of the small wooden broken door was broken by his kick!

The light in the bathroom was not turned on, and the scorching night heat filled the small space. The shower faucet on the wall was dripping, and beside the wall, a big, three-thick, bear-like man was next to a weak figure, groping restlessly. .

"Woooo..." The girl was a full head shorter than the man, and with his mouth covered, she kept struggling and twisting, crying in horror and pain.

Cheng Yan only felt his eyes go black, and the extreme anger made him tremble, almost driving him mad.

He casually picked up the mop leaning against the door, and without any hesitation, threw a stick at the stout man's body!

With a "snap", the poor-quality wooden mop hit the man's back, and because of too much force, it broke in two instantly, and the scattered wooden thorns pierced into the man's half-naked upper body.

With a cry of pain, the man who was touching his stepdaughter turned around suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until he saw Cheng Yan's thin black figure at the door that he came to his senses in a daze.

"Little bastard, you dare to hit me?...Are you willing to come back?" He jumped up violently, spitting out drunken curses, "It's been dozens of days since I left, why didn't I die outside!"

Li Daqiang!The stepfather of the original owner of this body!

As soon as the man pushed the girl away, he rushed over viciously, swung his palm like a cattail fan, and wanted to slap Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan's eyes flashed with dark anger, and he twisted his body suddenly, avoiding it deftly, and the slap slid past his cheek.

Li Daqiang, who was violent, thought he could hit him, so he used a lot of strength. This time, he missed Cheng Yan's side, and the bathroom was full of water. He suddenly lost his center of gravity, and his heavy body slipped and fell to the ground.

He was mad with anger, but the alcohol had paralyzed his movements, and he couldn't get up after a few thumps: "You little bastard raised, dare to beat me?...I won't beat you to death today, I'll be your son instead! "

Cheng Yan grabbed the trembling girl with a pull, and quickly pushed her out of the bathroom with his backhand: "Get out!"

Turning around, he blocked the doorway, staring at the rubbish man wriggling on the ground with incomparable coldness.

"You are not my father." He kicked in the air and kicked the violent man again, "My father died a long time ago!"

Li Daqiang was so angry that he went crazy. Ever since he was a child, he had never seen this thin and cowardly oil bottle dare to do this!

Struggling to get up, he casually touched the half mop on the ground, and waved it fiercely at Cheng Yan: "I'll kill you!"

Cheng Yan stared at his movements coldly, taking advantage of the moment Li Daqiang passed him by, he raised his elbow with his backhand, and slammed his elbow on the opponent's side, heavy and fast!

He grew up in an orphanage. He has never fought in any fights, and he has never seen any villains. These self-defense and beating movements are extremely skillful.This hit hit the man's ribs, and immediately beat the drunk man to the ground again, and heard a loud cry.

When he just broke into the bathroom, with the help of the faint light, he had already seen the movement of this scum at a glance.

——He was molesting the stepdaughter who was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He was covering the girl's mouth and touching her! ...

This disgusting scene was so exciting that Yan Yan almost went crazy, and all the terrible memories about this family flooded in his mind.

Even if this scumbag died immediately, he deserved it!

Li Daqiang thumped a few times in a row, but he was drunk and injured from the fall, so he couldn't get up, he finally stopped, lying on the ground, but kept cursing in his mouth.

Cheng Yan kicked him bitterly, turned around and came out of the bathroom.

At this moment, a weak cry suddenly sounded from the sofa in front.

"Homura, you... are you back?"

Cheng Yan raised his head.

Not far away, the woman finally struggled to sit up from the coma, her eyes wide open.

Those were a pair of eyes as beautiful as Cheng Yan's, they were pitch black, but they were dark and lifeless.

Cheng Yan panted slightly, walked over, knelt down in front of her, stared at the blood on the side of the woman's face, and felt a throbbing pain in her heart.

He tremblingly said with difficulty: "Mom, how are you? Does your head hurt?"

The woman raised her hand, as if in a daze: "Ah... I'm fine. Homura, didn't I tell you not to come back..."

Cheng Yan shook his head, feeling extremely remorseful.

He should have come here to have a look earlier, and shouldn't have avoided it.

"Brother..." The girl stood beside her mother, drenched all over, looking at Cheng Yan timidly.

He was fourteen or fifteen years old, but his development was very slow. He was only wearing a cotton pajamas that were soaked in water.

But his face was charming and charming, and his voice was soft and thin, just like Cheng Yan in the past, as if he didn't dare to speak loudly all the time.

Cheng Yan's eyes turned to her, looking at her bare forearm, his breathing became angry and heavy.

Those white and thin arms, like him, were covered with bruises, deep and shallow!

He felt sore, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the girl's head: "Xiao Qing, I'm sorry...Brother should come back soon."

Tears flowed down the girl's eyes.

Cheng Yan took a deep breath, stretched out two hands, and held one of his mother and younger sister respectively, gently but firmly: "Don't be afraid. From today on, he won't have any chance to hit you again."

"Ah—" Cheng Qing screamed at this moment.

Cheng Yan narrowed his eyes, seeing his sister's terrified eyes, and secretly cried out in his heart.

The sound of the wind had already reached the back of his head, and he couldn't dodge it no matter how he hid, he could only do his best to throw himself to the side, and finally dodged the fierce blow on the back of his head.

But on the forearm, he was hit by something violently, and there was a burst of heart-wrenching pain!

He staggered and fell to the ground, looking up, Li Daqiang was grinning grinningly, holding the old floor lamp in the corner in his hand!

"Xiao Yan!..." The woman cried bitterly, rushed over in a hurry, protected her son with her thin body, raised her head and stretched out her hand to block the lamppost that the man then smashed down.

"Don't hit, don't hit... The child is not sensible, hit me if you want to hit me, hit me." The blood on her face from the beating during the day has dried up, and now she doesn't know whether the force caused the wound to open, or it was added again. There was a fresh wound, and the blood was bubbling again from the clumps of hair.

Protected by her in her arms, Cheng Yan could only see the small half of her red face dangling in front of her eyes, and the anger and pain in her heart were like a flood, suddenly rising.

He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the woman behind him, and jumped up suddenly.

His dark eyes were bloodshot, fixed on the man's violent action, and suddenly bumped into his face!

The skull was hard and hit the bridge of the man's nose hard. Although he himself had a terrible headache, Li Daqiang screamed out in pain.Cheng Yan didn't hold back his hand anymore, and quickly punched out his fists one after another, hitting the man's face and body one after another.

There are no rules and no skills, but they are the most effective tricks when the children in the orphanage fight. The tricks are fierce and heart-wrenching.

Can't tell him to fight back!This scumbag has a very strong physique. With the strength of the punches and attacks just now, as long as one hit falls on him, it will definitely be bruised and purple again, and may even break a bone.

Li Daqiang was dizzy from the beating, of course he would not sit still and fight back in a hurry. Cheng Yan didn't care about how many times he was hit, and just fought him like crazy.

During the fight between the two men, Cheng Yan remained silent, while Li Daqiang was startled and angry, kept swearing, shouting and cursing.

The two women in the room were all dumbfounded.

The Cheng Yan in front of them was completely different from the child and brother they knew, like a young lion protecting his family, facing the ferocious giant mustache dog, still biting and fighting with bruises all over his body.

Cheng Qing, who was trembling by the side, finally summoned up his courage, trembling, quietly grabbed the lamp that had fallen to the side, exhausted all his strength, and smashed it hard on the back of his stepfather's head!

With a bang, Li Daqiang covered his head, shook his head, and slowly fell to the ground.

Touching the big swelling on the back of his head, he looked in shock at Cheng Qing who was trembling all over: "You, you little bitch, how dare you..."

Cheng Yan rushed over and slapped him hard on the face: "Shut up! Do you dare to curse again?"

Li Daqiang was completely beaten up, nothing was right tonight, not only Cheng Yan, a bum, dared to resist him, but even Cheng Qing, a weak stepdaughter, dared to beat him?

"I warn you, if you dare to hit my mother or my sister in the future, I will kill you!"

Li Daqiang screamed angrily: "You have the guts to stay at home forever, or I'll beat them to death! A pair of bitches, I'll kill the big one, and I'll kill the young one too!"

Cheng Qing was so humiliated that he trembled all over, and his face was as pale as white paper.

With trembling lips, Feng Sujuan suddenly pounced and bit the man's arm.

She exhausted all her strength, and mumbled in her mouth: "Beast...beast!"

Li Daqiang yelled in pain, slapped the thin woman away with his backhand, and slapped Feng Sujuan loudly on the face: "You bitches, how dare you bite me!"

He was bitten bloody on his arm, jumped up suddenly, rushed to the kitchen like crazy, looked around, reached out and grabbed a kitchen knife, waved it and rushed back to the living room.

Cheng Yan had been vigilant for a long time. When he saw the kitchen knife in his hand, his eyes narrowed. With a roar, he rushed over, reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, and slammed it hard on the ground.

Li Daqiang was drunk, and the alcohol burned violently. He waved the kitchen knife in his hand indiscriminately, and wanted to slash at Cheng Yan, but suddenly, he let out a miserable cry!

Cheng Qing was holding a small fruit knife in his hand, his face was covered with tears, trembling, and it was inserted into his back!

The knife was successful, and the little girl screamed in fright, and let go of the fruit knife.

Cheng Yan had quick hands and quick eyes, taking advantage of Li Daqiang's pain and writhing, he snatched his kitchen knife and threw it away, but Li Daqiang had gone crazy, and even touched the fruit knife on his back with his backhand, and pulled it out!

He stabbed the girl next to him with his backhand, and he cursed: "Little bitch, I'll kill you!"

With quick hands and quick eyes, Cheng Yan grabbed his wrist and grabbed the fruit knife with a sharp look in his eyes.

Pulling Cheng Qing away, he gently covered her eyes, and turned her head: "Hey, don't look."

After saying this, he suddenly leaned forward, grabbed the man's hand with lightning speed, gritted his teeth, and with a cold light, the fruit knife stabbed down fiercely, and the sharp blade pierced into the man's mouth. The back of his hand, nailing that hand to the ground!

Blood sprayed soaring, and screams sounded, dragging a mournful ending.

A few drops of blood splashed on Cheng Yan's cold face, he wiped it lightly, the blood spots turned into blood stains, like a young killing god.

Pulling out the fruit knife abruptly, he stabbed hard again.

Screaming again and again, he leaned over, his voice was as cold as ice, and whispered in the man's ear, "The first cut was for my mother. The second cut was for my sister. Don't dare to molest me next time." With one click of her, I will also cripple your other hand."

……

"Ah!" The two women screamed together, overwhelmed by the sudden change.

"Ahhh! It hurts me to death! You bitch, I'm going to kill you, my hand!" The man screamed, crying, "Who will save me, woo woo woo...I'm going to the hospital , my hand is going to break..."

"Will he..." Feng Sujuan trembled.

"He can't die." Cheng Yan said with a cold expression, "He deserves it."

The moment he saw Cheng Qing, he already remembered some terrible episodes.

That disgusting man, as his stepdaughter grew up, his eyes gradually became dirty.The original Cheng Yan had personally witnessed him touch his sister's body every now and then, and even secretly watched her take a bath!

On the one hand, Cheng Qing bit his lip in a daze, although his body was trembling, but there was a faint brilliance in his eyes when he looked at his brother.

"Brother..." Her tears flowed down, "He will kill you when he wakes up, you, why are you..."

From childhood to adulthood, such beatings have been commonplace, and they have suffered too much. Every time they resist a little, they only get worse abuse.

In my memory, after my elder brother entered the first year of high school, there was a fierce resistance once he mustered up his courage.

It was the stepfather who was beating his mother again after he was drunk. He grabbed the bench on the ground and rushed up, but he was really thin and weak, and he couldn't beat the stepfather who was doing manual labor.

Not only was the outburst ineffective, but it provoked the stepfather to go berserk, not only kicking his brother with two broken ribs, but also forcing him to drown in the bathtub, causing him to drown and develop a severe case of pneumonia.

That was the only time and the worst time.Since then, my brother has been just like her, shy and afraid, and never dared to resist any more.

But today, everything seems to have changed.

The elder brother who gently covered her eyes with his hand, the elder brother who pierced the back of the stepfather's hand fiercely, seemed to suddenly have great courage. When protecting them, his eyes shone with a light she had never seen before.

Calm, brave and responsible.

Feng Sujuan heard the man's continuous screaming, and suddenly pushed Cheng Yan out of the door in horror: "Xiao Yan, run quickly, don't come back!"

Cheng Yan quickly pulled the two women to the door, and hurriedly said: "Mom, sister, let's go together! We don't want this family anymore!"

Feng Sujuan was almost dumbfounded by the shock, she looked at him and said, "Where are you going?"

They have no money, let alone escape from this man's entanglement.

A disabled woman with two young children waiting to be fed, was found by that man every time before she could run far!

Once she also managed to run far away, but after more than three months, the man still found the small hotel where they were boarding, and not only fought violently, but also beat the owner of the shop.

It's useless to call the police. Whenever I hear that it's a family dispute, I always try to persuade them to fight and criticize the education.He wanted to get a divorce, but he was sentenced to a cooling-off period of half a year. After returning home, he was still beaten severely.

Cheng Yan said in a deep voice: "Mom, I'm dead, I can earn money. I promise, I can definitely earn enough money to support you."

He looked at Cheng Qing with gentle eyes: "Xiao Qing, go and pack your clothes and schoolbag, go now, hurry up!"

Cheng Qing stared blankly at his brother, then nodded frantically, and cried: "Okay!..."

Let's go, even if you live on the street, even if you sleep under a bridge hole, it's better than waiting for your stepfather to wake up and beat them to death.

She rushed into the shelter separated by the shaded balcony next to her, and began to pack her things anxiously.

Feng Sujuan finally woke up from the shock and fear. She looked around, rushed to the corner, and found only a few hundred yuan in an old shoe box.

"He took all the money from the family, that's all. Let's find a small hotel..."

When she walked around, her legs were a little limp. It was an old injury left by a car accident many years ago, and she was disabled.Not only that, but his mind is also a bit dull, and he even speaks a little bit awkwardly.

Cheng Yan pressed her surprisingly thin hand: "Mom, I'll make arrangements."

He turned around and rushed into the second bedroom. The pitifully small room was separated by a curtain in the middle. The inside was near the north balcony. It was his sister's small bed, and the outside was his.

"I don't need autumn and winter clothes, I'll buy you better ones." He said softly, "Let's go, just bring a change of clothes."

Cheng Qing nodded in a panic, grabbed an old schoolbag, packed his clothes into a canvas bag, and rushed out after him.

In the living room, Feng Sujuan stared nervously at the men who were still rolling on the ground. Seeing them coming out, she hurriedly followed Cheng Yan, and the three stumbled out the door together.

It was not too late outside, that is, after ten o'clock at night, Cheng Yan dragged them to the outside of the community, and quickly found a taxi by the side of the road.

Putting his mother and sister in the back seat, he jumped into the co-pilot and turned to look at Feng Sujuan: "Mom, is the injury on your head serious? Let's go to the hospital first?"

Feng Sujuan hurriedly shook her head: "It's okay, I just lost my head and passed out for a while...the bleeding stopped a long time ago. It's okay."

Cheng Yan stared at her face, indeed, the blood had dried up, and Feng Sujuan didn't seem to be vomiting or dizzy.

He pondered for a while: "Master, go to Guoyuan Hotel on Changfeng Road."

It was near the TV station, and he often saw it when he went in and out recently, and it was convenient to take care of it for a temporary stay of one night.

The driver quietly took a look at the group of them, feeling a little nervous: this night, the woman's face is covered with blood, and the boy's face also has a few bloodstains, why is it so scary?

Cheng Yan didn't have time to pay attention to the peeping eyes of the driver, so he sat in the front seat and said in a deep voice, "Mom, Xiaoqing, listen up. We will temporarily stay in a hotel for one night tonight, and tomorrow I will go find a new house to rent, and you can move in." Stop, completely cut ties with that person."

"He...he will find us, when the time comes..." Feng Sujuan's eyes were dull, her body trembling again, Cheng Qing cuddled close to her mother, her thin body shrunk like a thin sheet of paper.

But her dark eyes were fixed on her elder brother in front of her.For some reason, my heart was full of excitement and hope.

"No, the city is so big and we moved far away, so he won't find it easily." Cheng Yan said calmly, "I'll go to a lawyer when I'm done with the TV station here. divorce!"

Poverty, no one to make decisions, disparity in physical strength, scum's brutality and lawlessness have caused these weak people to be incompetent.

But since he has inherited this body, from today onwards, this is his responsibility.

He will stop this!