Fast-Crossing Big Boss: Blackening Lord God is Paranoid and Sick

Chapter 69 The squeamish young lady VS the arrogant gangster (6)

Wen Yu moved his body, the pain was severe, his body seemed to be torn apart by life.

If it wasn't for Wen Zhinan's drinking today, he would really want to beat him to death.

Wen Yu supported the table next to him to get up, his footsteps were a little weak, wobbly, and he couldn't stand firmly.

Back in the room, the moment Wen Yu saw the room clearly, Wen Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his phoenix eyes shook violently.

The room was in a mess, his school uniform was turned out of the cabinet, and the pieces were all over the floor.

Who this person is is self-evident.

Wen Yu's expression became a little distorted, and there was a bone-chilling chill in his eyes.

He turned his body slightly, looked in the direction of Wen Zhinan's door, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

After a while, Wen Yu moved into the room. When he moved now, his bones ached.

In just a few steps, Wen Yu stopped and rested for a few seconds. He walked to the cabinet and took out a box of ointment from the drawer.

Wen Yu took off his clothes on the spot and wiped it casually. The irritating smell of inferior ointment permeated the room, making it extremely choking.

After applying the medicine, Wen Yu fell on the bed, the severe pain in his back told him a fact.

As long as Wen Zhinan is around, he will not be able to live in peace.

Wen Yufeng's eyes were full of mist, dark and deep, and the fingers on his side were slightly clenched, and he closed his eyes to cover up the extreme black color.

Early the next morning.

Wen Yu was pulled up from the bed. The pain in his body had not dissipated. When he was pulled hard, it suddenly intensified and his face became pale.

Wen Zhinan didn't care about it at all, and dragged him downstairs.

Wen Yu slapped his wrist, struggling hard.

"what are you doing?"

Wen Yu's body was already in pain, and the strength of patting him was subconsciously a little weaker.

The disparity in strength between the two was too great. To Wen Zhinan, this kind of strength was like scratching an itch, almost negligible.

But Wen Yu's actions annoyed him, so he slapped him hard, and opened his mouth viciously.

"Let me tell you, you bastard! Go to school today to complete the withdrawal procedures for me, and get the tuition back from me. Don't think I don't know. Your school uniform is the uniform of Mingyang Primary School. I don't care about the tuition fee of more than [-] yuan a semester. Who subsidized you! Give me back the tuition fee!"

Wen Yu's expression shook violently, his eyes fell on Wen Zhinan's ferocious face, a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, his narrow and long phoenix eyes looked a little fierce, like an angry young animal, and he stretched out his hand to grab the railing beside the corridor.

"I'm not going!"

Wen Zhinan let out a hideous laugh, and abruptly pushed Wen Yu's hand away.

"Little bastard! This is beyond your control!"

After speaking, he directly carried Wen Yu on his shoulders and walked downstairs!
Wen Zhinan went downstairs faster and faster, Wen Yu's expression showed a trace of anxiety, tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't help shouting.

"I'm not going! I'm not going!"

Wen Zhinan didn't care.

Because of the bumps, the wound on Wen Yu's body became more and more painful. I don't know if it was because of the pain or something else.

A moment later, a teardrop fell from Wen Yu's eyes, and his voice lowered, begging him.

"I beg you, don't let me drop out of school. I will give you all the money I earn in the future, and I will give you all the money. Don't let me drop out of school!"

Hearing this, Wen Zhinan paused, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Aren't you very hard-boned? Why are you begging for mercy?"

In the past no matter how Wen Zhinan whipped him, Wen Yu never begged for mercy, and he seldom even made a sound. He was obviously only an eight-year-old child, but his temper was as stubborn as a bull's.

He was like hitting a piece of wood, it was so boring.

Wen Zhinan twitched the corner of his mouth, let out a cold snort, and went downstairs.

"It's useless even if the king of heaven and I come today! You have to drop me from school! 10,000+! It's enough for me to buy a lot of wine! When the time comes, you can double it if you gamble!"

Wen Yu's expression dimmed, and his fingers clenched slightly by his side.

Wen Zhinan walked down a flight of stairs, and the door to the right of the stairwell was suddenly opened from the inside.

An old woman led a five or six-year-old boy out. The boy was carrying a small schoolbag and held a boiled egg in his right hand.

It seems that they are going to send him to school.

The old grandma saw Wen Zhinan carrying Wen Yu downstairs, shook her head helplessly, and said something softly.

"A sin!"

In this building, Wen Zhinan's domestic violence against children is no longer a secret.

At the beginning, she was still able to help, and she also helped Wenyu call the police to the police station.

But Wen Zhinan was very tactful, he would admit his mistake when he arrived at the police station, and he would make it worse when he returned home.

She still remembers the first time she helped Wenyu call the police, that night Wen Zhinan took Wenyu home and started beating people.

The sound of beating things, cursing, and the sound of the belt whipping resounded through the floors, but Wen Yu's begging for mercy was never heard.

The commotion was so loud that she was terrified when she heard it. She was afraid that Wen Zhinan would beat Wen Yu to death in a fit of anger, so she hurriedly called a few people upstairs.

The moment the door opened, the few of them gasped suddenly.

She still remembers that scene vividly.

In the dimly lit room, Wen Yu was wearing thin short-sleeved clothes, and his clothes were all torn into rags, revealing bruises, blood oozing from the wounds, and no good skin.

He was like a rag doll, breathing weakly and fell to the ground. If it wasn't for the slightly heaving chest, they would have thought Wen Yu was dead.

They sent him to the hospital immediately, and the results of the examination came down.

Wen Yu suffered two broken ribs, wounds of various sizes on his body, severe malnutrition, and anemia.

If it was later, the child may have died on the spot.

This incident alarmed the police, and Wen Zhinan was detained for 15 days.

Afterwards, Wen Zhinan restrained himself a little, but still beat and scolded him from time to time.

Thinking of this, the old woman shook her head helplessly.

With such a father at the stall, Wen Yu is too miserable.

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When Luo Yi arrived in the classroom, she was a little surprised that she didn't see Wen Yu.

Wen Yu has always been the first person in the class to come, no matter when she comes, Wen Yu is always on the seat reading.

Today is weird...

The class bell rang, but Wen Yu still didn't come, Luo Yi felt something was wrong.

[System, where is Wenyu? ]

According to Wen Yu's temperament, going to school is his dream, and it is impossible for him to be absent from class for no reason.

Something must have happened.

The system sound is sweet and soft, with a hint of hoarseness.

[Master, the main god is in the school, in Wang Zhitong's office. ]
The system light flickered, and the voice was hesitant.

[Master, the system has detected that the Lord God is extremely weak. ]
Luo Yi frowned slightly, and immediately raised her hand to ask the teacher for leave.

"Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Go."

The first grade classroom is on the second floor, and the classroom office is on the fifth floor.

Luo Yi's body was panting after climbing two floors, and she rested on the spot for a while, hearing Wen Zhinan's angry scolding.

"What kind of aristocratic school are you? There is still a procedure to withdraw from school? Anyway, I want to get the money today!!"

"I don't care! Anyway, I want to get the money!"

Luo Yi's expression sank.

Hearing this voice, it should be Wen Yu's gambling father!

What a rascal!

(End of this chapter)