Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Chapter 117 The Poor Student Whose Body Was Taken Over by Another Person 8

Fujibashi First Middle School adopts a day school system.

Students can go home to eat and rest at noon and in the evening.

After a busy day, Ning Jun returned to her shabby home.

A brother who is a scoundrel, a father who is a gambler, and a mother who is mean, he is a complete poison.

The shiny key was inserted into the rusty door lock, and it creaked.

Walking into the room, Ning Jun felt as if he was strolling in the 1980s and 1990s.

My younger brother Du Yaozu was watching cartoons on an old TV while chatting about love with the little sisters in the class group on the latest Apple phone.

I don't know where I am drinking wheat wine, and I haven't come back yet until the middle of the night.

The mean mother Liu Fen was busy in the kitchen, and she still had time to talk to others, discussing whether her husband was loyal and how much her son brought glory to the family in the apartment group.

Except for the people who are modern, everything in the air is retro, including their thoughts.

Located exclusively in the urban village within the urban village, the distance between floors is no more than one meter. It is a handshake building that is famous for being narrow, dark, without privacy, noisy and poorly ventilated.

Duwu lived here and was nicknamed a poor student from the slums by the rich kids. She suffered a lot of ridicule in Fujibashi.

The Dudu people have a very bad attitude towards Duwu, after all, she is not their biological child.

When she was six years old, if Duwu had not shown a strong talent for learning and could not earn money for the family and do laundry, Dubidu would have almost choked her to death.

After entering junior high school, Duwu no longer had any living expenses and had to rely on herself. Her family did not provide her with food.

Duwu had to borrow money from himself and help his classmates with their homework and duty in exchange for a little living expenses. He was not able to eat enough and was not willing to take money from others, which made Duwu feel inferior and sensitive.

Duwu grew up to be beautiful and graceful, but Dubidu developed evil intentions towards her and had bad intentions.

Du Yaozu, who was exposed to a lot of negative information on the Internet, began to covet Duwu's body and wanted to grow up like an adult.

They all tried to touch Duwu secretly, but Duwu dodged them. She asked Liu Fen for help, but was beaten up by Liu Fen.

"Who told you to be so beautiful? You seduced my man and my son. Think about it, it's all your own fault!"

In Liu Fen's eyes, Duwu was not her biological daughter. Giving her a grain of rice was a blessing from heaven. She was destined to be trampled under the feet of her real daughter.

She has fallen into their family. How can she still have a beautiful face and be a vixen! How can she take away her position in this family? She will never allow it!

Slapping the tendons, pulling the hair, and beating with sticks are commonplace for solo dancers.

The culprits, Dudu and his son, watched Liu Fen slap Duwu wildly and said, "That's a good beating. This girl should be taught a lesson!"

If Duwu had not achieved the top score in the city's high school entrance examination, Dubitu was ready to sell her into the mountains to an old cripple in the village for 38,000 yuan.

It doesn't matter whether there is a solo dancer in this family or not. There is no place reserved for solo dancers. It seems that she is born to be redundant.

Looking around, everyone is a bad guy, not a single one is a good person.

So she came back to be the bad guy, after all, she is not a good person either.

The door opened, and Yao Zudi, who was sitting in front of the sofa, was the first to see Ning Jun return.

"The bargains are back! The bargains are back!"

Du Yaozu was only ten years old, but he was so vicious and didn't regard Du Wu as a human being at all.

If you are disrespectful to your elder sister, you will be punished by death!

So Ning Jun can't spoil him.

Just go up and punch him.

The punch hit Du Yaozu's right cheek with great power and momentum, knocking out his two front teeth.

"Grr! Standing like!"

Du Yaozu's eyes were red and his gaze was poisonous, as if he was about to turn evil.

But Ning Jun felt that one punch was not enough to stop his brother from turning evil, so he had to punch his good brother again.

Left hook, right hook, rising dragon punch, the iron fist of justice from my sister's love.

Ning Jun didn't stop until his brother, Chebi Yao, was beaten black and blue and his speech was slurred.

When bullied, Bian Yi Yao Zudi would only burst into fierce screams.

"Mom! Cheap guy hits people!"

"Cheap! How dare you hit me! Do you know what you are doing?!"

Du Yaozu had a smooth life before the age of ten. As the eldest son of the family, he enjoyed endless love and care, growing up in a sweet environment. At only ten years old, the fat on his face was comparable to that of Ning Jun's homeroom teacher, Yao Qian.

Whenever his parents encountered something wrong, they would rush over and fight with others, and he just had to wait for his parents to give him the best.

In this house, my parents were his slaves, and my sister was the lowest servant, who could only listen to him and be driven by him.

He is the sky of the family!

Beneath his flesh, his expression was extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to eat Ning Jun alive.

"Ahhhh——!"

Ning Jun said with a kind smile, "Good brother, what should you call me?"

Under his brother's horrified eyes, Ning Jun grabbed Du Yaozu's throat with one hand.

Hang the ten-year-old boy in the air and let him feel the joy of suffocation.

Then do a big single-arm swing with your right hand, letting your younger brother experience the fun of flying in the air.

"Wuwuwuuwwuw——"

Du Yaozu felt a fatal pain in his neck. Ning Jun's hand was like a pair of pliers and he couldn't break free at all.

The suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe caused Du Yaozu to experience severe pain in his chest.

Help, someone save him!

The instinct of survival is engraved in human genes. Du Yaozu tried to reach out and fight back, but his pig paw was grabbed as soon as it touched the opponent.

"Click."

His hand was broken.

"Brother, how should you address me, your sister, now?"

"If you let me hear any bad words again, I'll pull out your tongue next time."

The only mother was still in the kitchen, frantically showing off her great-grandfather's childhood nude photos in the owners' group, trying to prove the excellence of her brother's genes, and ignoring the world outside the kitchen.

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