That night, Zhou family villa.

Zhou Xiaoyong sat in the living room with an unhappy face. Looking at the bodyguards at home, he was impatient from the bottom of his eyes: "Mom, I don't think you are right? Didn't I tell you all? At that time, there was nothing extraordinary about being rich. Were you and my father so scared? "

I saw a woman wearing leather clothes and heavy make-up coming over on high heels.

The makeup on a woman's face is very thick, but it can't cover up the traces of time.

She sat beside Zhou Xiaoyong and pinched his nose: "my little ancestor, your cousin has an accident. Can your father not worry about you? I've got people staring at that smelly boy all the time. I heard that the police interrogated him, but they didn't find anything. If he did, wouldn't you be in danger?

"That's not as good as arranging so many bodyguards. It makes me feel like I'm in prison. I'm bored to death." Zhou Xiaoyong looked at the bodyguards, and the white eyes almost turned to the sky.

"Didn't your father care about you for your own good? You can bear it. In a few days, the police won't be so tight. Then your father will deal with it, and we can rest assured. " Xiao Wei, Zhou Xiaoyong's mother, advised him to kiss his face. "Oh, my dear, I'm so scared. When it's over, my mother will make it up to you.

After hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyong said, "Mom, I don't want to make up for it. You let me deal with that rich man myself. I don't care how those four people died, but I think he looks in the way

Zhou Xiaoyong's family is not a good citizen who abides by the law. Xiao Wei has a special fondness for her son. Otherwise, Zhou Xiaoyong would not be spoiled as lawless today.

Xiao Wei didn't think it was terrible at all. She nodded with a smile and agreed without hesitation: "OK, as long as my baby is happy, you can do whatever you want."

Satisfied with this, Zhou Xiaoyong stood up from the sofa and said, "I'm so tired that I can't go out to dance. Mom, I went upstairs to play games. Don't disturb me. "

With that, Zhou Xiaoyong kicked his slippers back to his room, turned on the light game console and TV, sat down and picked up the handle, then noticed something was wrong.

The open windows let in the cool wind, and the curtains rustled.

Zhou Xiaoyong's heart, subconsciously mentioned the throat.

Not because of anything else, just because he remembered very clearly that when he left the room, he had actually closed the window.

Zhou Xiaoyong subconsciously wants to stand up, but the figure hiding in the dark suddenly comes out from behind the curtain, with a sharp knife in his hand against Zhou Xiaoyong's neck.

"Don't shout, or I'll kill you." When the broad mirror behind the eyeground revealed bursts of murderous, said with a sneer.

Zhou Xiaoyong was so scared that the hair behind his back shuddered, and his remaining light swept to Shikuo.

At this time, Shi Kuo was like a completely irrational madman. The blade in his hand was close to Zhou Xiaoyong's skin. As long as he looked forward, he could cut his skin and flesh.

Zhou Xiaoyong's soul almost flew away, and his body began to tremble: "Shi Kuo, what are you doing? Do you know it's against the law to kill people? "

"If it's against the law to kill people, isn't it against the law to commit campus violence?" When broad gently smile, his eyes flashed a crazy light.