Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

On the way home, Shao's father kept muttering to himself the whole way while driving.

His words implied that he was blaming Shao's mother for her poor judgment in associating with that kind of woman, which caused him to waste so much of his precious time.

Shao's mother was immediately displeased upon hearing this:

"Shao Chenghao, have you stopped muttering all the way here? Huiru is just trying to help us take care of the kids, and I've already reprimanded her. Why are you still harping on this?"

After all, they had been friends for over a decade. She could scold Liu Huiru, but what right did this scoundrel have to talk to her like that?

Perhaps getting angrier the more she thought about it, Shao's mother couldn't help but raise her hand and slap the man's arm hard, causing Shao's father to swerve the steering wheel and almost drive the car into the flower bed next to him.

"You crazy woman, if you don't want to live, you can get down there and get run over by a car. Don't come here and hurt us, father and son."

With lingering fear, Shao's father blocked the person with one hand, his eyes glancing menacingly at the woman sitting in the passenger seat.

Knowing she was in the wrong, Shao's mother stopped talking, crossed her arms, and turned her head to look out the car window. Neither of them paid any attention to the other.

Shao Linshen sat in the back, enjoying the peace and quiet, and took the opportunity to cultivate diligently.

Because of the leakage of demonic energy into this world, the spiritual energy contained within it also came along with it.

Although the mixing of the two caused many plants, animals and humans that could not adapt to mutate and become what people call zombies, it also gave rise to a large number of people with superpowers.

The original owner had exceptional talent in his previous life, directly awakening dual-elemental abilities: lightning and space.

This is also why the couple has been frantically stockpiling supplies recently.

Unfortunately, because of the greed of these two people, the original owner was targeted by other forces before he could fully grow up. In the end, the crystal core in his brain was dug out, and he was eaten by zombies.

Thinking of this, Shao Linshen's gaze toward the man and woman in the front row turned unusually cold.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a villa.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Shao's mother's pent-up anger reignited. She opened the back door and reached out to vent her frustration on Shao Linshen.

Unexpectedly, a yo-yo suddenly flew out of the car and hit the woman directly on the nose, causing her nose to sting and blood to gush out from both nostrils.

"what!"

Shao's mother covered her nose, bent over, and cried out in pain.

Shao Linshen didn't care whether the woman lived or died. He opened the other door and got out of the car. His chubby little body nimbly slipped away from his father and ran straight into the villa.

Inside the villa, there was also a man, a woman, and three children of different ages.

When these people saw Shao Linshen's figure, their eyes were filled with both fear and jealousy. In the end, they just went about their business indifferently, as if this would allow them to push him out.

Shao Linshen ignored them. Seeing the table full of fragrant dishes, he jumped onto a chair, lay on the table, and stuffed whatever he could grab into his mouth.

"boom--"

The tabletop was slammed shut with a loud bang by the chopsticks.

"You fat pig, who gave you permission to sit at the table and eat? Go back to your doghouse, that's where you should eat."

At the dinner table, a seven-year-old boy roared in a sharp voice, then skillfully picked up his rice bowl and was about to smash it over Shao Linshen's head.

A pair of four-year-old twins standing next to them were all excited, but their eyes were full of malice.

They each held a bowl of thick soup, ready to splash it on Shaolin Shen's face at any time to "wash his face".

Before the boy could even move, Shao Linshen seemed to sense something and dodged to the side. He then grabbed a handful of vegetable leaves and shoved them into the boy's mouth with such force that the boy choked and gagged.

The short-haired man, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, finally changed his expression and reached out to grab Shao Linshen by the neck.

"You little bastard, how dare you bully my son? I'll break your hand today!"

"Waaah, Daddy! It hurts."

The seven-year-old boy, with tears in his eyes, reached out his arms as if he had seen a savior, wanting the man to hug him.

Shao Linshen wasn't about to stand there dumbfounded and take the beating. Since he was already full, he simply grabbed the edge of the table with both hands and, with a burst of strength, overturned the entire table of food onto the floor.

"Crackling——"

A crisp sound came from the dining room, and in an instant, the floor was covered with leftover rice and broth, and some vegetable leaves were thrown onto the woman who was protecting the twins.

As soon as Shao's parents entered the house, they saw a mess on the floor, and the culprit was still circling around the chair with the short-haired man. They were so angry that they wanted to grab the brat and give him a good beating.

"Shao Lin Shen!"

"Look what you've done! Come here right now, kneel down and apologize, or I'll throw you out of the yard and make you sleep with Ahua."

Ahua is a pug owned by twin siblings. Originally, it slept in the doghouse in the living room, but ever since Shao Linshen came here, that doghouse has become Shao Linshen's bed, and the dog has naturally been thrown out to stay in the yard.

Perhaps it won't be long before that dog is killed and eaten by this group of people. After all, the apocalypse is approaching, and they dare not gamble on whether the dog will mutate.

"Shao Linshen, you little brat, are you deaf? I told you to kneel down, didn't you hear me!"

Enraged, Shao's father pointed at Shao Linshen and cursed him. Then, feeling sorry for the mother and her two children in the dining room, he hugged them and comforted them.

Shao's mother didn't care whether Shao Linshen would be beaten; all her attention was on the seven-year-old boy who was still crying loudly, and she gently wiped the food stains off the boy's face with a tissue.

"Mom, Hao Hao is in pain. Please help Dad beat that fat pig to death."

The boy cried and complained to his mother, who responded with heartache.

Shao's father glanced at her with disdain, thinking that this woman was simply hopelessly stupid. She abandoned her own son and instead doted on this "son" who had no blood relation to her.

If it weren't for the impending apocalypse and the fact that this woman knew a lot of things, Shao's father would have loved to kick the two of them, along with their son, out of the villa.

"Dad, does my brother hate us? Xin Xin/Rong Rong is scared."

As Shao's father was lost in thought, the twins in his arms called out in unison, their two delicate little faces showing identical expressions of fear.

This instantly reignited Shao's father's anger. Seeing that the short-haired man couldn't catch him for a long time, he acted impulsively and simply grabbed the chair next to him and smashed it against Shao Linshen's back.

Unexpectedly, the other person seemed to have eyes in the back of their head, and without turning around, caught the chair with their backhand and slammed it directly onto the short-haired man's thigh.

"Click——"

A faint cracking sound was heard, followed by a heart-wrenching scream from the short-haired man.

"Old Wang! How are you?"

Shao's mother rushed over and caught the short-haired man who had fallen to the ground. Seeing him rolling on the ground clutching his thigh, she didn't care about anything else and picked up the phone to call for an ambulance.

Shao's father didn't care about the life or death of the two adulterers; what he cared about was the force Shao Linshen had just used, which was clearly not the strength a four-year-old boy should have.

A thought flashed through my mind.

He immediately walked up to Shao Linshen, putting on a forced look of kindness. Just as he was about to ask a question, the other man slipped away from him like an eel, smashing things in the hall.

"Bang bang bang-"

Inside the villa, the once luxurious hall was now dilapidated. The two couples could only protect their children and watch silently from a corner, not daring to utter a sound.

It wasn't that they couldn't beat a four-year-old toddler, but once they made a move, the child, who had been disciplined like a lump of dough, became extremely irritable. Regardless of how badly he was beaten, he grabbed the other three children and beat them mercilessly.

After a while, Shao's parents and others didn't dare to make a move. They could only grit their teeth and wait for the other person to get tired of "playing" before catching them and giving them a good lesson.

Unexpectedly, after yawning and performing a series of chaotic stick techniques, the other person ran directly into the children's room of the twins, locked the door, blocked the door with a wardrobe, and then fell asleep on the bed.

"boom!!"

Shao's father angrily kicked the door before leaning against the wall, panting heavily.

"This child is becoming more and more ill-mannered. What should we do now? What if he doesn't listen to us in the future?" Shao's mother asked with a frown.

Upon hearing this, Shao's father glared at the other person, looking at the boy the woman was protecting in her arms, his eyes filled with disgust, and said:

“How many times have I warned you to keep an eye on this little bastard and not to go around bullying that kid all the time? You always ignored me. Now that something has happened, you come to me for help.”

Shao's mother looked indignant and was about to retort when the little boy in her arms quietly tugged at her sleeve, making her reluctantly shut her mouth.

Seeing that they knew what was good for them, Shao's father calmed down a bit and looked at the closed door, saying fiercely:

"Since this kid likes staying inside so much, let's let him stay there to his heart's content. Don't give him anything to eat for the next two days. Let him go hungry and see if he dares to be so presumptuous again."

As he spoke, he went to the storage room, took out a toolbox, fiddled with the door for a while, and put several large locks on the door.

The others exchanged glances, but no one thought anything was wrong; they simply led their children to eat...

That evening, in the room.

Shao Linshen woke up from his sleep.

He wiped his mouth, not intending to go to the door at all. He simply tore the bed sheet, tied it to the balcony railing, and climbed down using both his hands and feet.

The Pangu Banner excitedly rubbed the tattered cloth pieces on both sides within its sea of ​​consciousness, saying:

"Brother Shen, shall we go find your grandma now?"

"No rush. These beasts treat 'me' like a dog. We need to get some interest before we leave."

As he spoke, Shao Linshen immediately walked from the backyard to the first-floor hall, then went up the stairs again, and tiptoed to a room.