MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 123 Only father in the world is good (17)

It is easy to kill people and save people.

When Shengguang Shengjing was very young, he was exposed to **** and killing things. They were afraid at the beginning and they could adapt quickly, so they were more suitable for the foster children than the original owner.

Chen also dug the memory of the original Lord. He had seen the dead and was fainted on the spot.

But seeing a corpse | | body with a hand to turn a living person into a corpse | | body fear is completely different.

Chen has been crying on the way back. It is not the kind of crying, the eyes can't do it, the water keeps flowing down, his face is as white as the dead man, and his body is shaking.

too terrifying.

A small old man has never faced that kind of battle.

Put the drenched paper towel into the bag, and Chen wiped his nose with a clean nose and cried into a dead dog. "444, I am killing."

The system said, "Nothing."

"Nothing? You tease me? It's a human life!" Chen's heart was so flustered that he was very helpless. "What to do, I have blood on my hands and can't pray to the Lord any more."

The system said, "The Lord will understand you."

Chen sucked his nose again. "Really, the Lord will not abandon me?"

The system says, "No."

Chen was still very upset. When he closed his eyes, the man fell in a pool of blood and stared at the picture of the eyes that died. "What mistake did the person I killed make?"

The system said, "You still don't know."

Chen doesn't understand, "Why?"

The system said, "Because your brain is small, you can't install much."

Chen Zai, "..."

He glanced, "Are you not busy?"

The system said, "The data repair is almost the same, and the final step is still not my business."

Chen added, "The bug really has to be."

When he was playing the game, when he went to the system to maintain what was updated, he dropped the mouse. After one year, he bought a computer before buying the mouse.

Crying with more pain in his eyes, Chen grabbed his hand and pressed one hand on his shoulder. He was brought into the man's arms.

In the evening, Chen was awakened by a nightmare. He gasped with a big mouth, his pupils enlarged, and his face was horrified.

The lights in the room were lit, and Sheng Qing raised his hand to touch the boy. The other person shrank his body. "Scared?"

What do you say? Why am I so scared to death? Chen shrank his head into the quilt and now does not want to talk to this person.

Sheng Qing leaned over in the ear of the teenager and said, "You are killing the bad guys."

Chen’s voice came out of the quilt, and it’s stuffy, and there’s still a little bit of rushing. “The bad guys are guarded by the police||

Sheng Qing Wei Wei, he laughed low, "Dad is watching you."

I thought that this time the arrangement could break the boy into his hell. He never thought that the other person’s consciousness was strong, and the inner world was still purely incompatible with him.

Can't shake it? That dad can only crush your world.

By the time you have no way to go, my **** is your only place to go.

In the middle of the night, Chen was taken to the opposite room by Sheng Qing, and both of them were awake and thinking.

I don't know how long it took, Chen is really not good, and he puts forward a very shameful request. "Dad, can I sleep on you?"

Sheng Qing did not answer and pulled him straight up.

Chen Youzhen was on the man's chest, his hands and feet hooked, his ears went up, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

Sheng Qing took a look at the young boy's fart || shares.

The monk is not so embarrassed, hey, Chen is squatting, after a while, his left half fart|| shares have been photographed and hurt and itchy, thermal expansion and contraction, it seems at least one freshman ring.

He sighed and sighed, Dad, you change the side, always shoot one side, you will know the asymmetry?

Sheng Qing obviously does not know.

Making a fart||The fact that the child is sleeping has already broken his zero record for more than 30 years. He is taking a picture while thinking about something.

After a while, Chen yawned again and gradually fell asleep in the rhythm of the hustle and bustle.

For a few days, it’s all coming.

The third year of high school is the last year of the sprint. Chen is also in the spirit of this section. He is sick and sick. The class teacher is worried about the blistering mouth and asks if he is too stressed.

Chen shook his head again, not at all, really, "the pressure is good, I just dream a little bit, I can't sleep well."

The brow's brow wrinkled. "That's still stressful."

Chen took a look at the class teacher. You said yes, I don’t think there are a few small hairs on your head. It’s not easy.

"It is a good thing to have pressure. If the pressure is too big, it is a bad thing," said the class teacher. "You have to work and rest and find happiness in your studies."

No, absolutely can't find it, and Chen snorted.

The class teacher is about to let people back to the classroom. He thinks and asks, "What is your face?"

Chen has been asked many times today. He said that he can reply back and forth. "Mosquito bites a bag, it is too itchy, I am trying to catch it."

The class teacher said, "You are a bit big, remember to wipe the ointment."

Chen Youxin said that it is useless. The speed at which the ointment works can't keep up with the speed of the race. I don't know what the wind is. The man still converges before, and he still cares that he is still a student. He only grows where others can't see. Strawberry, now, huh, huh, look for a conspicuous place to plant.

As soon as the hair was cut, Chen Rongrong became a class flower.

The girls want to protect him. This kind of treatment can't be said.

Chen went out to the toilet and came out in the female toilet next to him. He was a sister. The two men took a photo and walked away together.

Can't smell the smell of the toilet, Chen asked the sister.

"I'm all right."

The sister said straightforwardly, "Xiao Wei likes you, you don't like him, it is no different from me."

Chen’s mouth is twitching, which means that he has not done well, then I will be fine, love and hate, it’s hard to say.

The sister asked as he walked. "In the summer, what school do you want to report next year?"

Chen added, "xxx is big."

The sister snorted and didn't ask again.

Chen took two more steps and suddenly stopped to look at the back of the sister's long distance. It wouldn't be that he thought that he would apply for the school, the school grass would follow the past, and then the sister would...

"In fact, the sisters match the school grass."

The system said, "It doesn't matter to you. If you have that time, just do it for you."

"I am not doing this, I will do it in the morning and evening, and I will be able to breathe in the air during the day." Chen kicked off a small stone. "In any case, the school grass is because I only bend."

The system said, "It can be bent by you, indicating that it is not natural."

Chen is very upset. "What do you mean, where am I going to be? Tell you, brother, I am a class now!"

System, "A boy, happy to do a class?"

Chen Youzhen, "You know a fart, it’s a flower, I am happy."

The system said, "Flower, go back and let you give you fertilizer."

Chen Zai, "..."

When I went back, a little yellow dog came out to meet Chen. He happily picked it up and licked his head. "Blessing, it’s really you, my brother miss you."

The stalwart in the living room is mopping the floor, and the look is very ugly.

Chen took the blessing to hide in the room. He whispered, "Are you peeing on the ground?"

The little yellow dog licked his palm.

Chen Youzhen, "I really admire you, doing things that I dare not do."

He is not stupid. Sheng Qing took the blessing from the school grass grandmother. The reason was not only to make him happy, but also to cut off his relationship with the school grass.

More blessings, Chen’s influence on the murder was not so great, but the low pressure on Sheng’s body was terrible. There was a small pet in the house, and another one was very noisy.

However, every time Sheng Sheng is angry, he will be crushed by the teenager.

He shook his head, swept the little yellow dog with a cold eye, and went to the study with a look of saliva.

Chen sat on the sofa and wrote homework, shouting with two legs, "Let's bless, take the slippers to my brother."

The little yellow dog ran in the living room, didn't find the target, and turned again. It chased his tail and played for a while. When he saw the target in the corner, he ran over and took a pair of slippers and went to the other.

Chen touched the head of the little yellow dog. "It’s awesome to come, it’s better than my brother’s father.”

There was a voice behind, "Is it?"

Chen was shocked, he turned his head, good guy, tall and handsome man leaning against the door, like laughing and laughing, like eating him.

"Dad, this is my puppy."

Sheng Qing said, "How come you didn't see you daddy?"

Chen Zai, "..."

Lying in the trough, how old are you, how many years have you been forty years, and what about me? Interesting?

Really, Chen and Zhang pulled his hair, his head was empty, and he felt nothing. He said without thinking, "Dad, I will sing a lullaby for you at night."

After that, Chen turned his head to the blessing side and watched the void with it silently.

Sheng Qing screwed his eyebrows, "Give me in."

Hearing the sound of the opening of the study room, Chen was very helpless to say goodbye to the blessing. "My brother is going to fertilize, and it will take a long time to apply the fat. Don't mess around, or your brother can't save you."

The little yellow dog sent Chen to the study all the way. It shook his tail outside the door and waited on the ground.

Unconsciously, the sky is dark, and the hungry little yellow dog begins to grab the door, but also sobbing, so miserable.

Chen Youyi, in the study, was on the chair, and the man with the red eyes was licking the file. His eyes were sore and he wanted to cry. "Dad, do you like me?"

Sheng Qing put the documents in his hand back to the desk. "Do you want your father to like it?"

"do not wish."

Chen has smashed his cheeks into the fart|| Under the stock, "I hope my father loves me."

Sheng Qing licked his eyelids. "Dad loves you."

Chen and Yan, this man is repeating that sentence to perfuse him, is he happy, or really love?

He can't figure it out.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it will fall into the winter and enter the winter.

Chen’s little bear pendant was changed. Sheng Qing didn’t ask how it broke before. He didn’t say anything. Everyone knows well, and he said on the table, it’s so good.

As a high school student, Chen’s consciousness became a little higher. When he was engaged in Shengqing, he was still holding a pen to do the topic. His kind of fearlessness, even if he was killed, he must finish the problem. It is absolutely necessary to be praised.

It’s true that one point is harvested.

Chen’s performance in the mock exam was better than once. He continued to cross the front of the people and ran forward. The other students in the school couldn’t bear to bet on seeing him go to the top.

The first heavy snow came, which means that the winter is not far away, and it is getting closer and closer to the day of the college entrance examination. It is a struggle for life and death.

The learning atmosphere in the class became tense. Most of them were brushing and writing questions. A few of them had other plans. They didn’t expect to go back. The college dreams were thrown on the ground and they didn’t want to pick them up.

Xiao Yu also went back to the basketball game with good grades, love letters, tables and small snacks, and his character was restored to the original sunshine, no longer melancholy and violent.

Chen didn't know that he didn't play the game, and Xiao Wei didn't log in to his account again.

They are all struggling and the goal is the same.

But there is a difference. Chen worked so hard to disappoint Sheng Sheng. Xiao Wei is for him.

In the eighth quarter, the music of the radio gymnastics was stopped. The three grade students of the playground went to the teaching building one after another. They complained that they were frozen in the cold, and there was no bird feather. They even went out to do exercises, saying that the school was really a little. People||Sex is not.

Chen walked in the crowd again. His shoulder was suddenly hit. The force came very hard and hit him directly on the ground.

A lot of students around, the scene is noisy.

Chen was pressed again, and the other hand rubbed his nose and mouth. He climbed up from the ground and listened to the man saying sorry to him. He waved his hand and forget it, it was not a big deal.

This sudden, and soon everyone left behind.

Every time I go back to the classroom from the playground, there are so many people. When I accidentally touch it, it is not without.

In the back, Xiao Xiao put his hands in his pockets, and his fists in his pockets slowly loosened. He resisted the people who didn't rush to knock down the little crying bag.

Just after the first class, Chen had a stomachache, but it was still impossible to insist.

He gave a report to the English teacher and went to the toilet with a blank face.

At this point, there is no toilet.

Chen reassured that he had returned to the classroom. It didn't take long before the stomach hurts. He estimated that he had eaten something that was not clean in the morning.

The second time I made a report, Chen went to the wall in the poor eyes of the classmates.

Xiao Wei turned the pen and didn't know what he was thinking.

From the classroom to the toilet is two or three minutes away, if it is faster to run, Chen went out for ten minutes, he walked in, it was already full of cold sweat.

The bun of the buns is smashed, or is the meat stuffed? No, everyone is eating in the cafeteria. How can he eat something wrong?

Chen pulled the belt away and was about to step on a pit. He heard footsteps.

Someone!

Subconsciously, Chen looked at the exit again. He came in with a dark boy. He recognized it, the one who had knocked him down before.

The sixth sense tells Chen that there is danger.

Mom||Forcing, forbearance, small life, he put the lifted foot back on the ground, turned and walked toward the exit, there was no abnormality on his face, and his footsteps were fast.

The shoulders were hit again, and Chen’s chin slammed into the wall. “Fuck, what do you want to do?”

The boys behind did not say anything, and Chen’s one hand was held down by the other party, pressing the dead, like a metal pliers buckled on it.

This person has a heavy murderousness, not a student, he can be sure, "Help!"

The mouth was stunned, and Chen could only make a squeaky voice. His glory came to the boy’s hand and took a needle||tube, and the corner of his eye was pumping. If you do this, then you really have no idea. It is.

The boy picked up Chen’s sleeves and held the needle||tube into his blood vessels.

Just then, three or four people rushed into the toilet, and they played against the boy.

Inevitably dragging his hind legs, Chen quickly retreated to the corner and asked what was in the system syringe.

The system says, "hiv virus."

Chen was scared and made a nap. "Fuck, who is so embarrassed?"

The system said, "You don't care about this."

Chen shook hands and touched the blood vessels on his arms. He swallowed his mouth vigorously. God, he actually went with || Ai||Zi||Sickness||Stop, almost, really worse.

After the fear of not, Chen went to see the few benefactors who rushed in. They all took out the dagger, and they wanted to give him a hand ||||

These people are intertwined in the toilet of the spicy eyes, and the knife is brushed.

Chen clung to himself and made a quick prayer.

The fight stopped in less than three minutes after his prayers, and the boys were stunned in the abdomen.

Among the few people who rushed in, the older man looked like Chen and went, and he reached out. "Xia Shaoye, please give the needle||

Chen took it out of his pocket and handed it to the other person. "What is this?"

The man shook his head and said it was unclear. "Xia Shaoye, this time we have several dereliction of duty, we will give the husband an account, and will never let today happen again."

They are always cautious and carefully searched every student around Xia Shaoye to ensure that they are foolproof or negligent.

Chen is very good at speaking, and he has no temper. "It’s okay, but thank you for coming in time."

He is grateful to a few benefactors, and he is grateful to the heart. Whoever does not want to be in the body is ||Note||shoot||Go into the stuff, "Thank you."

A few people are a glimpse, and they are also jealous of him.

Chen Zai, "..."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the office of the chairman of Shengshi Culture was in a bright hall. Sheng Qing smoked against the back of the chair. There was a syringe on the table in front of him, and there were more than a dozen photos.

There are two people in each photo, one is a teenager, the other is him, there is a pro||kiss|, there is a hug, there is also a scene of being | pro | | hot |

Sheng Qing took away the smoke from the lips, smashed in the ashtray on the side, and looked at the photos. "It's a good shot."

Nuo's office was quiet, close to death, filled with a strong smell of tobacco.

After a long time, Sheng Qing took the photos one by one and put them in the drawer. When he closed the drawer, he glanced at the blue-skin diary inside.

Holding the diary in his hand, Sheng Qing stared, using a strange to indescribable look, he erected the diary, clicked on the table with one click, and made a phone call with one hand.

Sheng Qing appeared in the old house.

Coincidentally, Shengguang Shengjing is also there.

The butler put the tea on the table and walked back.

Sheng Qing sat in a chair, "Don't go back to the villa after school, what are you doing here?"

Sheng Guang stood next to his head, his lips groaning, not dare to spoil the man like he used to, his temper converges a lot, and that time he painted a very heavy stroke in his growing time, color It is gray.

Shengjing, who is beside him, said, "Dad, I am talking to Xiaoguang about my grandmother."

"Since the death of Zhang Shu, my grandmother is ill. We are here. She doesn't want to see us very much. Even if she meets, she will not talk to us."

Sheng Qing picked up the teacup. "Since jumping, you should hurry and prepare for the college entrance examination next year."

Shengjing Yingsheng, "Yes."

After drinking a cup of tea, Sheng Qing said casually, "Xiaoguang, have you made a girlfriend?"

Shengguang’s eyes were a joy, but he didn’t expect Dad to care about him. He became panic in the next moment. “Dad, I...”

Sheng Qing interrupted him and did not listen to the interest. "Although you are not yet an adult, you are responsible for your actions and think twice before doing things."

Sheng Guang whispered, "I know, Dad, I won't mess around."

Sheng Qing glanced at the grand view.

At that glance, he did not stop at Shengjing's body, and he still felt a cold sweat.

I thought that my mind was deep enough, as long as I didn’t say it, then there would be no second person in the world except myself, but I didn’t expect this person to see him through it, just lazy, the other Like a bystander, he will not intervene to let him go to fantasy and peep.

Sheng Jing’s eyes were swept away from Sheng Guang’s body, and he lowered his eyes and covered all his emotions.

Sheng Qing asked a few words about the upstairs, and said to Sheng Guang Sheng Jing, "Go back."

Shengjing Lala Shengguang, Shengguang silk does not move.

Until the atmosphere around him changed, he left with Shengjing.

The living room is quiet.

Sheng Qing finished drinking a cup of tea, went up to the building, went to a room on the second floor, and when he entered, he opened a chair and sat down, silently licking a cigarette.

Mrs. Sheng, who was lying in bed, was very poor in color. The illness in her heart affected her body. She lost her interest in the previous game, shopping, beauty and maintenance, and stayed in this room all day.

The smell of smoke spread to the bedside, and Mrs. Sheng coughed. "I thought you had forgotten my mom."

No one will smoke in front of the patient.

Sheng Qing’s gesture was indifferent, and there was no sign of the cigarette butt. He smoked his eyelids and screamed abruptly. “I have sent you and Zhang’s daughter abroad.”

Mrs. Sheng’s eyes jerked, and she sat up, as if she had been taken away with only vitality, and the blood on her face disappeared cleanly. “Okay, it’s my good son.”

Sheng Qing’s face was shrouded in smoke. “The detective technique you are looking for is good.”

Mrs. Sheng’s eyelids jumped, and she began to cough again, coughing for a while before stopping. “Mom didn’t expect that you would touch your adopted son.”

"I didn't expect that you would find someone to take a photo of me with my adopted son."

Sheng Qing said, "Why, do you want to rely on those photos to find a way out for your daughter, or want to put it in the media, so that the entire family will accompany Zhang Shu?"

When Mrs. Sheng stepped into the door of the Sheng family, she began to count, step by step, first to be a daughter, and then to be a mother. Unfortunately, she had three sons, but she did not become a mother-in-law, and she became a grandmother directly.

Hearing the little son said, she just sneered. "No matter what I think, it doesn't make sense now, isn't it?"

"It could have made sense."

When the words fell, Sheng Qing threw the syringe on the bed. "Mom, you have done it."

Mrs. Sheng’s aging face was pumped. “Don’t blame Mom, you don’t give you Zhang Shu’s way of life. Mom’s heart is not comfortable. I want you to taste what it’s like to lose important people.”

Sheng Qing threw the smoke on the ground, and the shoes were run over. He was restraining the distorted anger.

When I say that no one will believe that Mrs. Sheng is afraid of the younger son, from the turmoil that occurred in the Sheng family that year, the younger son frowned, and she could scare her heart into the eyes of her throat.

Only now, Mrs. Sheng was forced to go nowhere, and she didn’t care. "This time, Mom didn't worry about it. The people who arranged it were already top-notch, or were blocked by your people, but it doesn't matter. ""

Sheng Qing’s eyes lifted.

Mrs. Sheng looked at her little son. "Did you forget, how did the mother of the summer die?"

She asked herself to answer herself. It seemed to be much better than just now. It seems that something has made her happy. "Forgetting is normal. From small to large, what can you remember in your heart, nothing can be done." ”

Sheng Qing called in front of Mrs. Sheng.

Soon, the phone on the sofa rang, and when he connected, he heard the answer from the head and the pupils shrank.

Mrs. Sheng stared at the little son who had always been ignorant, and did not miss the change of expression on his face. It was really a fate.

Who can think that the waste will become the dead hole of this cold-blooded animal.

If she knows that one day in the future, waste can influence the mood of the younger son, she will definitely have a good relationship with the waste, and she will not ask for anything when she asks for it.

She sighed. "As far as I know, the chance of heredity is as high as 80%. It may be several years or even more than ten years later."

Sheng Qing strode out.

Mrs. Sheng laughed, she didn't know what was funny, just wanted to laugh.

This evening, Mrs. Sheng did not come to think of it. When her younger son was born, her mother-in-law was looking for a fortune teller.