The God of War is killing like crazy

"You're a burden, I'm going to beat you to death!"

"Wuwuwu, please, Brother Zhang, stop hitting me. Xiaojing is still young. Just hit me and let him go. Wuwuwu."

The old residential building had very poor sound insulation. In the middle of the night, I could hear the sound of men beating and cursing, women crying and begging for mercy, and the sound of sticks and whips hitting people next door. It was so noisy that it gave me a headache.

Rubbing his forehead, Si Ying woke up from the bed and heard the noisy sounds coming from next door.

Without asking Tuantuan to check, one could guess what was happening next door: a man was viciously beating a woman and a child.

Not in a hurry to receive the memory, Si Ying stood up with a cold face, put on a coat, and walked towards the door.

Next door, the man called Brother Zhang, with an untidy beard and reeking of alcohol, was viciously whipping the woman on the ground with a belt. There was a broken wooden stick on the ground beside him.

The woman on the ground was covered with wounds, some of which had even begun to bleed through her clothes. The boy, whom she was protecting tightly under her, was unconscious at the moment, with wounds all over his body as well. The most serious of all was the bloody hole on the boy's head, with bright red blood flowing out onto the broken floor and into the cracks in the floor.

The woman begged for mercy helplessly, but as the man beat her more viciously, her cries gradually became weaker. The man still felt that the beating was not hard enough, so he picked up a rusty iron chair beside him and was about to smash it on the mother and son on the ground.

But he was suddenly kicked away, and both he and the chair hit the wall behind him.

It seemed as if the entire building was shaken by the sudden impact, and the man curled up on the ground in pain, wailing in agony.

It was as if he had suffered tremendous pain, but it was nothing compared to the mother and son who were covered in bruises after being beaten by him.

A murderous intent flashed across Si Ying's eyes, and her peach-colored eyes looked at the man as if he were a dead person. She raised her foot and walked towards the man, intending to kill him when she suddenly heard the desperate cry of the woman beside her.

"Xiao Jing!"

After the man was kicked away, the rescued woman quickly picked up the boy on the ground, only to find that the boy had a wound on his head that was bleeding. She covered the wound with her hand and shouted the boy's name in despair and collapse.

"Xiao Jing, wake up, don't scare mom, wuwuwu, what should I do, yes, go to the hospital, mom will take you to the hospital."

She thought her son had just fainted, but she didn't expect that he had been beaten and had a bloody head. The woman panicked and wanted to pick up her son and take him to the hospital.

Although the boy on the ground was very thin, he was only a twelve-year-old child after all. In addition, the woman's leg was broken from the beating before, so she couldn't pick up the boy at all.

Si Ying held back and used less force, only knocking the man unconscious. Then she turned around and walked over, picking up the boy. The boy was dying, so Si Ying quickly injected some spiritual power into him.

"I'll take him to the hospital first."

After leaving these words, Si Ying rushed out holding the boy in her arms. Taking advantage of the night, she teleported to the hospital.

At the same time, in her sea of ​​consciousness, she asked Tuantuan to call the police and help the woman call an ambulance.

Soon the boy entered the operating room, and Si Ying, who was waiting outside, checked on the boy's family through Tuan Tuan.

At this time, the police and ambulance had arrived, and the unconscious man was handcuffed and sent to the hospital along with the woman.

The operation was successful, and with Si Ying's spiritual power protecting him, the boy survived without any danger.

Then, Si Ying paid for him and the woman to stay in a separate ward.

Of course, there was a small incident in the middle. When the God of War was paying the surgery fee, he found out that he didn't bring any money. He looked at the cashier in a glare, and Si Ying also experienced the embarrassment of being socially dead.

She quickly asked Tuantuan to bring the original owner's mobile phone and credit card, and then paid the money quickly.

Fortunately, the original owner had enough savings to pay for it.

The next day, Si Ying hurriedly dug out several pieces of gold and antiques from the Void Realm and sold them for a lot of money, enough to support the mother and son in the hospital for treatment until they were discharged. As for the man, who cared about him?

If she hadn't suddenly remembered that this was not ancient times, nor was it the fairyland, but a modern society ruled by law, Si Ying would have let that bastard start a new life long ago, and would not have kept him here wasting medical resources.

After finding a place to receive her memories and buying breakfast, Si Ying returned to the hospital.

The woman in the ward lay quietly on the bed. All the wounds, big and small, on her body had been treated, and her fractured leg had been connected and fixed.

At this moment, she was looking worriedly at the boy who was still unconscious on the bed next to her, tears slowly sliding down from the corners of her eyes.

This is a very beautiful woman.

Although she looked pale at the moment and looked very weak due to long-term domestic violence and fatigue, her beauty could not be concealed.

When the woman heard the door open, she shrank involuntarily. After seeing that the person coming was Si Ying, she gradually relaxed and wanted to say something.

Si Ying made a quiet gesture to her and looked at the bed beside her. The woman understood and stopped talking.

After Si Ying helped her adjust the bed, she handed her the breakfast she had bought.

Seeing the chicken soup and other breakfast handed to her by Si Ying, the woman was stunned for a moment, then looked at Si Ying with gratitude, her beautiful eyes filled with tears again.

Si Ying nodded comfortingly and signaled her to eat it while it was hot.

The woman was very obedient and lowered her head to eat quietly. This was a humble and cowardly beautiful woman.

Through the received memories, Si Ying knew that the woman's name was Jiang Ningxue, and the boy next to her who inherited her beautiful looks was her son, named Jiang Jing.

This young man named Jiang Jing is the original owner's wish.

The original owner's name was Wen Chuxia. Her parents died in a car accident when she was a child, leaving her and her grandmother to depend on each other. Yesterday was her eighteenth birthday, but her grandmother also passed away a month ago.

Now she is eighteen years old and lives alone in this dilapidated residential building, relying on the savings left by her parents and grandmother.

The three people next door moved in three years ago. In the original owner's memory, this poor mother and son had been subjected to domestic violence by that man for a long time. That brother Zhang, whose name was Zhang Dazhi, did not seem to have a proper job. He went out to hang out every day, and then came back drunk and started to beat and kick the mother and son, beating and scolding them. The sound of his beatings could be heard throughout the building.

At first, the residents in the building, including the original owner's grandmother, tried to persuade Zhang Dazhi, but to no avail. Finally, some kind-hearted residents went to the neighborhood committee, but were warned and threatened by Dazhi that if anyone meddled in other people's business again, he would beat up that person.

Later, the residents in the building didn't dare to interfere anymore, and everyone could only silently sympathize with the mother and son.

At that time, the law was not yet so sound and universal, so when faced with domestic violence, people mainly persuaded and persuaded the perpetrators. Even if the police were called in, they would mainly mediate, and at most they would be detained for a few days and educated. That was why Zhang Dazhi dared to be so lawless and worse.

In addition to enduring Zhang Dazhi's beatings every night, Jiang Ningxue had to go out to work during the day to earn money to support her family despite her injuries.

The 12-year-old Jiang Jing lived in such an environment. Every time Wen Chuxia saw him, he was injured and his skinny body did not look like a twelve-year-old boy at all.

The original owner's grandmother also loved the young boy very much. She often cooked delicious food and invited him to her home for meals. Occasionally, when he was kicked out by that man, she would take him in for the night. As time went by, the original owner became familiar with this handsome, quiet and poor boy.

In the original owner's memory, Jiang Jing was a quiet and well-behaved child when he was a child. Every time he came home, he would help his grandmother with housework very sensibly, and then he would be quiet and silent as if hiding himself.

That night, the original owner spent her birthday quietly alone. She watched the clock turn slowly past the early morning. She was an adult now. When she raised her hand to wipe away her tears and prepared to go to bed, she heard the sound of Zhang Dazhi beating and scolding her from next door again.

However, the original owner was not Si Ying, and she had no ability to rescue them. She was also very afraid of Zhang Dazhi, so she could only wait for Zhang Dazhi to beat people up, rummage through the drawers and take out the money. After making sure that there was no sound outside, she dared to get up silently and go next door. The door was not locked, and when she entered the room, she saw two people lying in a pool of blood.

The original owner was frightened and quickly called to send the two people to the hospital, and then paid for their medical bills.

Both mother and son were unconscious that time. They were beaten so badly by Zhang Dazhi that Jiang Jing almost died.

Later, Zhang Dazhi was arrested by the police and imprisoned.

It was the doctors and nurses in the hospital who called the police. The original owner did not dare to call the police as she was afraid of revenge from Zhang Dazhi.

However, since there were no complete laws to regulate such matters at the time, the police could not do anything to Zhang Dazhi, so he was detained for a few days and then released.

A few days later, Jiang Ningxue brought Jiang Jing, who had just recovered, back home. She had no other choice as she had no money and couldn't keep spending the original owner's money. In the end, she could only ask the original owner to secretly hide Jiang Jing in the original owner's house to recuperate.

That was one of the few happy times for the two of them. The boy and the girl depended on each other. Jiang Jing soon recovered from his injuries, and the original owner also got over the pain of losing her grandmother.

The two went to school normally every day until Jiang Ningxue took Jiang Jing back home again. Because Zhang Dazhi found out, she didn't want to implicate the original owner.

Later, as Jiang Jing grew up, he became even more beautiful than his mother Jiang Ningxue, and Zhang Dazhi looked at Jiang Jing with more and more malicious eyes.