C17 (2/2)

It was difficult to stand up, and the wounds on my body hurt even more. I felt that I was strong enough, but at this moment, I couldn't say that I felt wronged.

I hate them in my heart, hate those selfish people, hate my adoptive father, hate people like Da Xiong.

I went out after wearing a set of relatively thick clothes. I had already delayed for a long time by now, so the knocking on the door was getting louder and louder. I could faintly hear dirty curses coming out.

I walked over and opened the door, and there were two fierce faces. They were two men about my age, seventeen or eighteen years old.

I also know these two people, they are Da Xiong's brothers. They are blood related, but they aren't close to each other.

He would usually pretend to be Da Xiong, just like Da Xiong, and bully the weak and fear the strong.

Looking at these two people, I felt an indescribable disgust and frowned.

”What are you guys doing?”

Who would have thought that before I could finish my words, the two of them would suddenly make their move. One of them directly grabbed onto my hair.

I didn't say a word. I wanted to struggle, but someone else was holding my hands tightly.

”This girl is quite unreasonable. Say, last night, did you see Brother Da Xiong with you?”

As I asked, the two of them led me forward. I was in so much pain that tears were on the verge of flowing out of my eyes.

But the two of them didn't care in the slightest.

I know I can't beat them, but I don't want to lose face in front of them, I think... Keep your final dignity.

So I didn't cry, and I didn't struggle. I didn't want to be a joke in their eyes.

I really didn't expect that they, who were of the same age as me, who should have been my friends, would use such filthy words to curse me and look down on me …

They brought me to a place not far from the foot of the mountain. At this moment, there was a group of people surrounding me and pointing at me. It was unknown what they were discussing.

However, the most distinct sound I heard was waves of crying. The crying sounds were very miserable.

What was going on? The two people beside me are Da Xiong's friends, but they just asked me if I saw Da Xiong yesterday.

And this crying, combined with the waves of miserable screams he heard last night, could it be …

My pupils contracted, as if I understood what had happened.

After I was brought into the crowd by two boys my age, the hand that was holding my hair finally loosened.

The two of them grabbed my arms as though they were captives, as if to let me see everything clearly.

His guess was not wrong, what was lying on the ground right now was indeed Da Xiong's corpse.

There was no blood on the ground. Yesterday, when I was sleeping, there seemed to be a shower that washed everything clean, including the blood on the corpse.

As a result, there were only a few spots of red around the corpse. There were no longer any traces of blood.

There was a woman sitting cross-legged next to Da Xiong, crying her heart out. That woman was Da Xiong's mother, who was already fifty years old.

Da Xiong was the only son of the family, so the grief in his mother's heart could be easily imagined.

Looking at Da Xiong's body, I broke out in a cold sweat. Da Xiong … How did he die?

The corpse was very malevolent. The clothes on its body were tattered and there were bloodstains all over.

These wounds should have been caused by Da Xiong's panic when he went down the mountain last night.

It had to be known that Da Xiong ran back with a scream last night. He had panicked while walking down the mountain road, and with the heavy rain, it was normal for his body to be cut into pieces.

Yesterday, when we went down the mountain, the screams that we heard should have belonged to Da Xiong.

But by right, when we went down the mountain, Da Xiong should have already reached home. What was the reason for him to stay on the mountain?

However … The fatal wounds on Da Xiong's body were not because of these tiny wounds.

His fatal injury was the truly unbelievable part …