male god effect

86.

Chai Jiu was blocked in the lane, unable to advance or retreat, and behind him were six or seven gangsters holding metal clubs and dressed very low-key.He recognized at a glance that they were from the fourteenth district - that kind of hungry wolf-like breath could only be seen on the children at the bottom.

He was kicked by a gangster behind him and fell to the ground, and he was hit hard with a ball stick on his back. The stick was solid, and when he hit it, his back was numb first and then painful. The pain spread from the back to the front chest, making people's internal organs tangled together in pain, causing Chai Jiu to kneel on the ground and suck in the air-conditioning.Those gangsters stepped forward to make up for it several times.

"Be careful, don't kill him all at once, it won't be interesting."

A lazy voice came from overhead.Chai Jiu, who was pressed to the ground, would never forget the damned voice. He raised his head suddenly and his pupils dilated, and then he was kicked hard on the face by the other party.

There were several sutured scars on the face, neck, and shoulder blades of that person, and his nose seemed to be a little crooked, which combined with his swollen face looked very ferocious.He grinned sinisterly, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth. The strong muscles of his arms were tense, and his fists were clenched tightly, making the joints crack.

Lyme Amanda.

Chai Jiu's face was pale, her pupils were dilated, and her body was tense, like a fully drawn bow.He gritted his teeth unconsciously, as if this could suppress the nausea that surged up in his body, as well as the anger and hatred carved into his bones.

A real brute.

"Long time no see, Chai Jiu, I really miss you bitch!"

He stepped on Chai Jiu's face hard with his sneakers, and rubbed the soles stained with dust and chewing gum against the other's cheeks until the soles were stained with blood, and then retracted his feet with a look of disgust. With a 'ah' sound, he spat on the boy's clothes.

"You fucking look like a dog! When I was in the hospital for an operation, you kid didn't stay here to study?"

Lime punched the boy hard in the stomach.

"Aren't you fucking awesome? Don't you want to kill me and fight with me? Come on - I'll settle accounts with you today."

Chai Jiu, who was pinned down by the gangster and unable to move, pressed her teeth tightly and suppressed the screams back into her throat.He just stared at the beast fiercely, as if anger was about to burst out from his eyes in the next second.

"Unexpectedly? I can come back to play football—oh, weren't you very capable back then? Didn't you block my way to steal my limelight? Didn't you get trampled by me like a dog! A poor guy like you deserves to be Step on it for a lifetime..."

Chai Jiu's vision was a little blurred, and she heard Lime calling on the phone.

"I'm your brother's classmate. Your brother was injured just now and was sent to the infirmary. Yes, it's very serious..."

The animal's expression changed from vicious to that of a man-eating snake.

"Come on little sister, I'll wait for you at the corner of the teaching building F..."

No!No - don't come!

Chai Jiu's face suddenly turned ashen.

The punks around couldn't hold back and rushed forward, punching and kicking him on the ground.

Fragments began to appear in Chai Jiu's mind, and those fuzzy fragments pieced together, entangled him like a nightmare.

——Student Chai Jiu, you can actually attack.Is it because there is a "way" in my heart that I can't draw the sword?

Lang Xin asked.

No, it is not.

Chai Jiu closed her eyes and thought.

I just don't want to lose anything more.

15-year-old Chai Jiu is a restless and restless boy who is active on the court. Like every teenager who is keen on sports after entering adolescence, he vents his sweat and excess hormones.

He won a game in the summer, he won the applause and applause, he became the so-called 'star'.

'Shuo rat'! 'Shuo rat'!

The boys who worshiped the boy shouted long live behind him, but the boy never looked back.

——In the eyes of the seniors, there will always be only the distant scenery, and they will never look back and remember what is behind them, right?

He wanted to answer Fred, no.

Not looking back is not because of arrogance, but because your eyes are too hot, so that people can only keep burning in response.Your love is too warm, so hot that people can't stop, only keep moving forward and become more dazzling.

he thought helplessly.

That's why I hate being expected.

His sports career has just started, and he will be able to officially obtain professional qualifications in one year, and can represent EVIL to participate in bigger competitions outside. He firmly believes that what welcomes him is a wider world, and what he can see will be Better scenery.

Chai Jiu has a very beautiful younger sister, which is known to the entire team.

His personality was already a little weird at that time, the pressure on his shoulders and the increasingly sensitive heart after entering adolescence made him have a bad temper, but he was only gentle with his sister who was three years younger than him. Soft-spoken and caring.

On the day of Chai Jiu's 15th birthday, he happened to be participating in a small competition. 12-year-old Chai Mei came to the lounge of the sports school with a cake, ready to surprise her brother, but someone covered her mouth.

"Little bitch - give it another bite?"

She recognized those boys as rivals in her brother's team, especially this tall and strong boy named Lyme, who had a long-standing grudge with her brother.

The girl struggled, her legs kicked wildly in the air, and finally she was firmly pressed to the ground.

There are always some people in this world who can't defeat their unhappy opponents upright, but always look for some insidious tricks behind their backs in an attempt to gain 'victory'.

"Fuck your mother, I will strangle you to death!"

Relying on the good conditions of his family, Lime can do whatever he wants after airborne into the team. Because he is jealous of Chai Jiu, he secretly wants to find an opportunity to teach him an unforgettable 'lesson'.

"Help--"

The girl struggled and screamed.

"Brother! Brother!"

"Scream! Little bitch, your brother has gone to play football, even if you scream to death, no one cares about you—"

The tiny, boxed cake fell to the floor in a disgusting pool of cream and jam.

The girl who was being ridden by the boy cried out in despair, with a shrill cry from her throat.The evildoers laughed wantonly, triumphantly.

15-year-old Chai Jiu holds the ball and breaks into the goal.

"Brother...help me..."

The girl had stopped crying, she just opened her beautiful eyes and murmured absently with a trembling voice.

Then... what happened next?

According to eyewitnesses, that day, the suspect named Chai Jiu was finally taken away by police after being sedated and stunned with an electric baton.

The floor at the scene of the incident was stained with blood. The teenager roared hysterically like a madman. He broke free from the police's control and attacked the dying victim on the ground with a blunt weapon.

Die, die, die, die!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Such a short and thin boy, but at that moment, erupted with such frightening power. He was covered in blood and scars, like a demon burned by raging fire in purgatory.

What about later?

Many years later, Ji Mi was sitting on the sofa, letting Chai Jiu, who was no longer a teenager, rest his head on his lap and play with his mobile phone. While stroking the man's once stubborn black hair that was now docile, he asked softly. .

"later……"

Chai Jiu stared at the screen of the phone with squinted eyes, and sighed expressionlessly.

The bastard who bullied his sister saved his life after being rescued.

Rhyme's mother, a red-haired woman who doted on her son without restraint, came to her door with some hired thugs.They broke into the boy's house and destroyed all the things that were left. The pots and pans were all smashed to pieces. let go.

— Bitch!Return my son!

——It’s all caused by the bastards born of you poor ghosts!

During the tearing, Chai Jiu's mother was accidentally pushed down the stairs, and her head hit the ground heavily.

This beautiful woman who was wearing a smoky gray gauze dress, played the piano gracefully and sang softly in the afternoon just passed out in a pool of blood and never woke up again.

I'm a piece of shit.

I didn't protect my sister well, and even hurt my mother.

The young man inside the bars curled up at the foot of the bed and smoked cigarettes one by one. He longed for himself to die silently after smoking like this, but faced the fact that he was still alive early the next morning.

From time to time, he stroked the beating heart with his cold fingers, or tested his breath and pulse. He wondered why he didn't die?

He doesn't understand, and will never understand, why there are such things in this world.

He just wanted to protect his sister, but the price he paid was losing his mother.

Is this... the price of drawing a sword?

15-year-old Chai Jiu was handcuffed, his body was bruised and blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, and the blue prison uniform was loosely worn on his body, which looked ridiculous and ridiculous.The hair that was forcibly shaved short stood upright like a hedgehog, but his eyes were empty and out of focus.

--Blame me!it's all my fault!I'm the one who caused my brother to be locked up here!

In the visiting room, my sister cried heart-rendingly.

"Mom is already... like that... woohoo... I don't want to lose my brother again...so, so..."

——Don't fight anymore, don't fight for me anymore.I just want my brother to be safe, not to get hurt, not to be locked up here!

Chai Jiu's eyes gradually gathered a little focus.

Difficult, too difficult.Dying is easy, but living is the hardest thing in the world.

He looked at his crying sister with tired eyes, raised his handcuffed wrist, and wiped away his sister's tears little by little through the cracks in the iron bars.

"……it is good."

I see.

The minimum age of criminal responsibility for EVIL is 15 years old, and the day of the incident was the day before Chai Jiu's 15th birthday, so he was not sentenced to prison, but was detained and reeducated by the government for one year.

For a long time after that, when my younger sister saw a boy wearing a jersey, she felt a sense of fear like a conditioned reflex, screaming and throwing herself into her brother's arms.

Chai Jiu patted his sister on the back in silence, packed his jersey, sneakers, trophies, trophies and other things related to football together, and sent them to the auction house, in exchange for a wad of banknotes of not small value.

"Good boy," he said with a sigh, "My brother won't play football anymore."

He left all past glory behind him and never looked back.

Since then, I have been silent, since then I have withdrawn, since then I have been cautious, and since then I have swallowed my anger.

Never, never, never draw a sword again, never, never, never fight back.

Because of that price, he couldn't afford it.

The unique cavity of blood in the young man's chest has cooled down, and the years since then are just meaningless lingering, but he has to close his eyes and carry the weight forward, without the right to give up.

The mother who has been in a coma has instruments inserted in her body every day to maintain her life, and the medical expenses are like a bottomless pit that can never be filled.Less than a third of the huge debts my father owed before he went to prison have just been paid off.And the younger sister still has to go to school, and the two brothers and sisters still have to live.

Money, money, money... money for everything.

——You know, I have played no less than [-] black games, showing off, flopping, feinting, watery shots, and all kinds of black calls. As for winning or losing?Of course, it depends on which side of the casino bets more.As for why I want to play that kind of game?You can know it by thinking about it with your toes, of course it is for money...

Because this is the fastest and most profitable method.

In this world where it is impossible to move an inch without money, there are too many helplessness.It's like stepping into the patience and silence of Mars' violence.Being able to get into this school is already a matter of hard work.He cherishes this opportunity to study, endures with the last trace of hope for the future, and strives to live, but that bit of desire to "live" will be taken away by others.

Every face is disgusting, and every one is filled with the word 'powerful'.

He can't be bothered.

There is a mother on the top, and a younger sister on the bottom. If accidents happen every now and then, they will be the targets of revenge behind him.

He couldn't lose them, and they depended on him.

"Life" is already extremely difficult, but I never even have the right to "die".

So... so... I just endured it silently day after day.

Chai Jiu, 17, abandoned herself little by little.He closed his eyes and covered his ears. In the end, he lost the soul in his body and lived a life that he didn't even recognize.

After throwing down the phone, Lime's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Hahahaha, the little bitch is here."

The beast stepped on Chai Jiu's body and laughed, and the punks around were also gearing up.

"Do you think I should shave her face first, or let everyone try it first?"

"Of course, let everyone have a good time first, hehehe——"

The world sucks.

"Aren't you fucking good at smoking!"

they said.

"I want you to smoke enough!"

While beating him severely, they pressed cigarette butts on the boy's body, scalding circular burns.The burning pain in his skin made him scream uncontrollably.

It hurts.

Chai Jiu is not afraid of being hit hard by a metal club, but he is very afraid of the burning pain similar to the flame eroding the skin, which always reminds him of the fire in his childhood.

No more... no more angels, right?

Chai Jiu, who was covered in bruises, watched the broken silver cross slip from his neck with blurred vision.

The world is broken.

When he was thinking this way, there was a sudden loud noise in his ear.

"boom--"

As if something exploded in an instant, it was deafening.Immediately afterwards, the surroundings fell silent, and everyone seemed caught off guard.

"Because I'm short on time, so..."

Six or seven meters away, Ji Mi raised his dark blue eyes, holding a smoking pistol in his hand, and spoke very calmly.

"I'll count to three. If you don't stop shooting, you won't know where the next shot will hit."

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