Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

"Confused! You've been crazy for so many days and it's not enough!"

Father Zhou was so angry that he threatened, "If you dare to step out of this door, the Zhou family will treat you as if you don't exist anymore!"

"Dad, Mom, I'm really sorry..."

After Zhou Wu apologized through gritted teeth, he insisted on leaving. The servants and bodyguards wanted to stop him, but they did not dare to kill him. Zhou Zhengwen watched Zhou Wu kicking down a group of people, his eyes turned red, and he pushed Zhou's mother away and took action.

Zhou Wu did suffer a momentary disadvantage due to his hesitation over his father's joining, but he was soon provoked into a fierce counterattack.

Time is running out. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid it will be too late...

The father and son really fought hard, using many different moves, from the pond to the front of the courtyard. This was the first time in so many years that the two most influential people in the Zhou family had fought each other. The Zhou family was in chaos, and no one dared to step forward to stop it.

Once a fight starts, it's difficult to stop it and the fire will only get more intense.

Zhou's mother was extremely anxious, but powerless to stop it. In order to prevent accidental injuries, she had already been escorted to another place by the housekeeper and bodyguards. She could only stand in the distance and try to stop the fight.

But both the father and the son were so angry that they had bruises on their faces and bodies, so they were not in a position to listen.

After all, Zhou's father's physical strength was not as good as that of the young people. After a long time, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. Zhou Wu quickly found the flaw and made a feint to escape, leaving Zhou's father behind.

"Little Misty!"

"Zhengwen!" Zhou's mother broke free from the housekeeper and ran over, but she only had time to help Zhou's father up after he fell to the ground.

"Ahem... this bastard!" Father Zhou staggered to his feet, holding his chest.

There was an engine sound outside the door.

When Zhou's mother looked up again, Zhou Wu was no longer at the door.

Time passed by minute by minute.

I drove at lightning speed all the way, hit a red light halfway, got stuck in a rush hour, abandoned my car, ran wildly, and took the subway...

Many people in the carriage were pointing at him, but Zhou Wu no longer cared about that. He kept calling, but no one answered.

……

Syracuse Airport.

The crowd was bustling.

"Ayu!"

Jiang Deng was queuing outside the terminal with her luggage when she suddenly heard a hoarse and unclear man's voice in the distance. She thought she was hallucinating.

"Ayu!"

The sound was closer and clearer.

Jiang Deng looked back and saw the man running towards her at full speed. Her body froze.

"How did you...did you fight with someone?"

She couldn't recognize it.

The man in front of him had a swollen nose and face, messy black hair, and his handsome face was no longer there. The area around his left eye was bruised and dark, and there was blood on the right corner of his lip. His body was in a very shabby state, his coat was lost, and dried blood could be seen through his torn and dirty white shirt and black pants. At first glance, he looked no different from a homeless person.

Before Jiang Deng could say anything else, Zhou Wu, who had squeezed through the crowd, rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"Finally... I caught up with... Ah Yu..." The man's breathing was heavy and rapid, but his peach blossom eyes were curved.

Jiang Deng was strangled by him and almost couldn't breathe.

"you……"

She disliked the cold and pungent smell of blood on Zhou Wu's body and resisted it, but just as she was about to push him away, he immediately hugged her tighter:

"Baby, don't push me away..."

His whole body was filled with the coolness of the night, but his breath was hot, spraying on her ears and neck. Jiang Deng's body felt numb, and she realized belatedly that the other person's voice had been trembling, and so was his body.

Just as strange as before.

He seemed afraid of something.

"…I'm not pushing you, but you're hugging me so hard that it hurts. Can you loosen up a little? What's wrong with you?"

There was a large empty space in front, and Jiang Deng felt uncomfortable with the onlookers and accusatory gazes from the people around him.

"Besides, if we stand here and don't move, we will block the queue for those behind us."