(MTL)Scumbags also deserve to be whitewashed? [quick wear]

Chapter 47

Chapter 47: The scheming proton of using feelings (1)

    The young Xu Du, facing this terrifying scene, neither cried nor panicked, but raised his hand and gently stroked his neck.

    There was a circle of fresh marks on his neck, which were traces left by man.

    When his mother left, she seemed to want to take him with her, but she didn't know whether it was because the woman couldn't bear it or he struggled forcibly, which caused the current situation.

    Xu Du silently looked at the child, thinking that this was also his lost past.

    The scene in front of him was like a fog, and when it became clear again, the child looked a little older, and he was in the greenness between a child and a teenager.

    However, strictly speaking, the word "green" is not appropriate for him - he is holding a knife in his hand, and the sharp point of the knife drips with still warm blood, and his slightly thin stature A sharp contrast was formed.

    The man in the suit and leather shoes had multiple stab wounds, dyeing the white shirt and the grass on the ground red, and the whip he was holding tightly in his hand also fell into a pool of blood. This is his favorite tool, which forced the child's mother to After the end of the road, the child became his substitute for venting.

    Xu Du stared indifferently at the lifeless man, who should be his father in terms of blood relationship.

    His eyes fell on the child again. This is his ten-year-old self. After his mother committed suicide, he endured it for a year, and finally found an opportunity and hit it with one blow.

    After the ten-year-old self killed someone, there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, and he was a born emotionally deficient person.

    And he seems to have planned everything for a long time. He carried the corpse to the trolley on the side, transported it to the basement, and began to deal with the follow-up matters. The color hydrangea is very beautiful.

    The quiet villa, from now on only he lived alone.

    Before the scene disappeared, Xu Du hurriedly glanced at the house number.

    178 Hanfeng Road.

    Xu Du was startled. This place had appeared in the previous world. At that time, Su Mengran went there alone, and he secretly followed behind. Then... he saw a face that looked like he was retreating, and the origin was unknown.

    But now it is in his memory, is there any connection between the two.

    This discovery made the whole mystery even more complicated.

    Xu Du frowned slightly and was about to investigate again, but the scene in front of him slowly dimmed.

    This is the case every time, and it always stops abruptly when the truth is about to be approached, which is a little helpless.

    The light in front of him was a little dazzling, Xu Du's consciousness slowly came over, and he found that the scene in front of him was blocked by a few strings of beads.

    The dormancy period is over, and he has come to a new world.

    Xu Du calmly looked around. He was sitting on a soft side in an elegant ancient palace.

    The black clothes are trimmed with golden dragons, and the head wears twelve crowns. The reeling silk runs through the jade beads and hangs in front of the eyes. This is a crown in ancient times, symbolizing the supremacy of the king of a country.