“My son is kind-hearted and helpful, and he can stand up and help others when others are in trouble, instead of just watching, which makes me happy because he has become a kind person.
However, he was injured and turned into a vegetative state. As a father, I am also angry about this. You are the real murderer, so I will never forgive you!
Just now, didn't you say that my pain, sadness, and those emotions were delicious?
Now, let me let you taste the anger of a father.
Absorb it well, recover well, and then let me vent it well.
do you know? "
"No, I don't want..."
The fat monster refused, but the anger that entered the body caused it to rapidly multiply and recover from its injuries. The injured area was restored, and its aura quickly transformed from the second level to the first level.
It has become stronger, at least several times stronger than before.
It recovered, with no injuries at all, and a complete recovery.
But it still didn't dare to take action, turned around and ran towards the alley behind without hesitation!
In the beginning, it was only the size of an adult man's body.
Now it is as big as four or five fat pigs put together.
This was all forcefully fed. It was still laughing at the other party before, and dared to come to it with negative emotions to cause trouble.
It wasn't until it was tortured and killed many times by the opponent that the fat monster gradually understood that the reason why the opponent wanted to feed it negative emotions was just because it was afraid that it would die too early, and that it wanted to ravage and torture it longer...
The short head that grew in the fat was grasped by one hand, and a huge force pressed on its back, but it was not pressed completely downward, but pressed diagonally downward and forward, but it was dragged. As he stood, his body rubbed against the rough ground.
The ground was like a scraping board of flesh and blood.
"ah……"
The painful wails sounded and did not stop until two-thirds of the flesh and blood of its body was worn away on the ground.
The fat monster was weakly lifted up by the devil-like man. It knew that it was about to be restored again. Its small eyes looked at the man who was lifting it, but it was filled with despair of being unable to resist.
"Wife, wife, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."
Suddenly, a strange sound rang from the trouser pocket of the man in front of me. It was the ringtone of a cell phone!
The man took out his cell phone, looked at the incoming calls, and then tore off one of the fat monster's tentacles: "Please open your mouth."
He said it, but it was more like saying hello without asking for advice, and he just forcefully stuffed the pig's trotter-like tentacles into its relatively small mouth.
"Well!"
The fat monster couldn't make a sound as its mouth was stuffed with thick tentacles.
"Hey, wife, what's the matter?"
When he answered the phone, the man who looked like a devil and a muscular man made a gentle voice from his mouth.
"Wu Di, where are you?"
Mother Wu's voice came from the receiver.
"I'm in the office now and working overtime."
The fat monster's eyes suddenly widened, and just when it was about to whimper, the hand that grabbed its head tightened, and its skull was pinched directly in, and the whimpering sound was directly stuck in the body.
"You don't have to work overtime anymore. I have good news for you. Our son is awake. Come to the hospital quickly!"
Mother Wu on the other end of the phone was arrogant to Father Wu on the other end of the phone, as if if her husband dared to say no, he would be kneeling on durian peels when he got home at night.
Father Wu was just fighting ghosts, not really working overtime. When he heard that his son had woken up, his eyes lit up. The angry look on his face that looked like an invincible strong man was instantly replaced, and he turned into a good husband. He nodded and bowed to his wife on the other end of the phone, said, "Go back immediately," and hung up the phone.
With a long sigh of relief, Father Wu looked at the fat monster in his hand and said to it with a look of joy: "My son is awake and he has recovered. My wife also said that the doctor at the hospital said there was nothing wrong after examination, and even said My son's body is stronger than when he went in, hahaha, as expected, my silly son is blessed with silly blessings, his good intentions are rewarded!"
"Woooooooo..."
The fat monster was also crying bitterly.
"Stop crying, I will forgive you this time!"
Father Wu helped it wipe away the tears.
Then, let go of the hand holding its little head.
The next moment, the man raised his foot and landed from top to bottom.
There was some movement, snapping, snapping.
The body of the fat monster turned into minced meat and scattered on the ground.
In just one moment, the monster was relieved of its pain and died on the spot.
The small ghost realm quickly shrank and fell into Wu's father's back, forming a ghost pattern.
That's right, this is not the realm where the dead Mei Mei unfolds, but the realm where Father Wu himself unfolds.
After the domain disappeared, the power that could only exist in the domain quickly faded away from him.
His body was like a deflated rubber ball. The original figure of a devilish muscular man quickly changed back to the appearance of an ordinary middle-aged man.
Father Wu even had a small beer belly, but it was cleaned up by his brisk steps.
When he came to the side, he picked up the clothes on the ground and put them back on before leaving the somewhat messy alley.
After arriving outside, he saw the man with the Chinese character face talking to the younger generation. He quietly came over with a smile on his face and patted the man with the Chinese character face on the back. He shouted a friendly and enthusiastic little plum, which scared him. The man with the Chinese character almost pulled out the exorcism gun on his waist.
"Brother Angkor, what are you doing?"
"My son woke up, and my wife called me to tell me, just now!"
Captain Li suddenly understood and showed a happy expression: "Congratulations."
"I'm going to Seoul Hospital to see my son now."
"I understand, the car is over there, I'll take you there directly!"
As Captain Li spoke, he did not forget to give instructions to the young man next to him.
"Xiaobu, I'll leave the aftermath to you, let's take the first step."
"Eh?"
Bu Qingyun opened his mouth, unable to refuse this arrangement. Dealing with the aftermath of some traces of ghosts and monsters that may remain in reality is his current job as a newcomer, which is commonly known in the industry as the stage of adapting to ghosts.
"Is the uncle really as mysterious as Captain Li said? No matter how you look at it, he looks like an ordinary person..."
The young man's voice stopped, his footsteps stopped outside the alley entrance, and he suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and started retching.
[Is this...a slaughterhouse? ! 】
The entire alleyway was littered with monster limbs and minced meat. If these things were not disposed of cleanly and were contaminated by invisible ordinary people passing by, external evil could enter the body and lead to a serious illness.
Wearing a professional mask and gloves to isolate evil spirits, although his stomach was still uncomfortable, Bu Qingyun quickly took out a special bag and began to pick up the broken corpses on the ground.
The hard-working young man did not notice that in the dark corner behind him, an eye suddenly opened.
It was an eye on a shadow. After looking at the situation in the alley, the palm-sized black shadow pressed against the wall and quickly left the place.
. . . .
Wu Ke's father is called Wu Di. He is a hard-working office worker with a domineering name, but his name does not live up to his name. At least, in the eyes of his family, except for his son, he is indeed like this.
The reason why Wu Ke looked at his father differently was because Wu Ke often said some risqué words to cater to the teenage middle school mentality, and sometimes took him to watch Superman movies.
There is no doubt that before he became a real SurperBoy, Wu's father was the person Wu Ke truly admired. He was the hero in the boy's mind, the one who could save him from the ruthless oppression of his mother.
Of course, this is still the case today. Even though the boy has become extraordinary, his inner admiration for his father has not changed.
At this time, Father Wu, who killed a charm last night, picked up his son from the hospital, and got up early in the morning, this man who is recognized as invincible in a certain industry, is surrounding the shop with Peppa Pig printed on it. The apron came out of the kitchen like a house cook, carrying fried poached eggs.
Father Wu looked at his son who also got up early and was sitting at the table, and couldn't help asking: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"I can't sleep."
"Yeah, you've been asleep for a long time."
Father Wu put the poached eggs on the table.
"Want porridge or soy milk? I've prepared both today."
"Drink soy milk first, then porridge. Soy milk doesn't have too much sugar."
"Understood, I understand you."
"By the way, over at school, your mother has asked for a long leave for you."
Father Wu brought a bowl of soy milk and a bowl of rice porridge.
"You can rest at home for a while and then go back after you recover."
"I feel like there's nothing wrong with my body anymore."
Wu Ke took the two bowls from his father's hands, and then took the chopsticks and spoons from the other party. The sterilizing cupboard was next to the table.
"It's Friday today. Your sister and your mother are very tired from taking care of you. You need to take a rest. You can go to school again next Monday."
"Um."
The young man responded and finished the soy milk, porridge, and two poached eggs in a hurry.
"I'm going to go for a run."
"Pay attention to your health, you have just been discharged from the hospital."
Father Wu ordered, and after watching his son leave, he lowered his head and looked at the dishes and chopsticks that were left on the table. He fell into silence for a period of time and whispered: "This kid has something on his mind!"
. . . .
Wu Ke is indeed worried. He is confused because of the tears of his sister and mother last night.
If before that, someone asked him the reason for exercising justice, he would definitely ask, does he need a reason?
But now, Wu Ke suddenly found that he seemed to need a reason to exercise justice!
The howling wind passed by his ears, and the young man, whose mind was a little confused, just kept running forward.
Except for the sanitation workers, there were not many people on the street in the early morning. His figure was like a tornado passing by, setting off strong air currents on the streets he ran through, making a rustling sound on the trees on both sides of the road.
. . . .
"A cool and sultry ventriloquism performance, moving according to my heart, the golden wind I pursue, this bastard was bullied..."
Gangster rap began to play in an expensive supercar. The driver was a beautiful woman, a rich girl.
What she likes to do most is to use her supercar to overtake people on a very early morning on a sunny day on this mountain road where there are no vehicles or pedestrians passing by. Roar at high speed and run a certain distance here.
It was a nice day today, and while the rich lady was enjoying speed racing on the mountain road, she heard some strange noises.
It was a sharp screaming sound. This sound was a bit unfamiliar to her because it did not include the sound of an engine, but she could tell that it was something very fast behind the mountain road, approaching her position.
A disdainful smile appeared on the lips of the rich lady. In the super running circle, there would occasionally be some guys who would follow her at the same time after learning that she was used to running on this mountain road.
At first, she was very happy that someone was racing with her, but after realizing that some of the people running with her were just approaching her with other purposes, she was dissatisfied with the idea of daring to race with her on this mountain road to attract her. The guy became disgusted.
"No one is faster than me on this mountain road!"
She yelled, right before 'Yo! During the climax of "The Swing of the Golden Wind, I Dance for You", Ray stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The speed of the supercar soared so fast that most people, even professional racing drivers, would not dare to do this on an unfamiliar lane. She was the only one who had run this mountain road countless times...
"What!"
The rich lady suddenly realized that not only had the screams behind her been ignored.
But she was still getting closer, and she could even see it in the rearview mirror...
What did she see? !
A phantom that could not be seen clearly due to the violent shaking, but it was definitely not a motorcycle or anything like that, quickly caught up with it.
The phantom approached his supercar, and the opponent passed by the supercar and was widening the distance.
At this time, the rich lady figured out what it was. It was actually a running person. Although she couldn't see clearly what the person in the phantom looked like, she was sure that the other person was really the same person...
A runner outpacing her ultra?
The rich lady looked at the speed on the dial of her car, which had reached 240, and then looked at the figure in front of her who was still getting farther away. She suddenly felt that the world was a little unreal.
Because she was too surprised, her concentration was a little distracted, and she did not slow down the car after driving for a long straight distance. It was not until the road gradually began to curve that she noticed a U-shaped turn in front of her. After realizing it, he quickly stepped on the brakes.
But the extremely high speed prevented her sports car from stopping at all. The tires made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground, and white smoke and fire were dragged out.
"boom!"
The car hit the low iron guardrail at the corner. The thin guardrail had almost no blocking ability. The car with its deformed front was shot out from the mountain road halfway up the mountain.
The airbag popped up in time, and the rich girl's pretty face smashed into it, squeezing and deforming as if she was making a grimace.
On the eve of her brain being dizzy from the impact and about to fall into coma, her face was filled with an expression of "Is this how I'm going to die?"
