In the early morning, Matida's home was very lively.

Her sister is following the aerobics and fitness broadcast on TV, trying to change her figure.

Madida always wants to watch cartoons, but her sister is not easy to talk to and threatens her to tear her face if she dares to change the channel.

The 5-year-old brother got up by himself, hugged Madida and went to play with his toys, but his mother didn't care about him.

But the biased mother would care about another person: "That person who has nothing to do all day and only knows how to watch cartoons... can he go out and buy some food to come back?"

The stepmother is indeed partial to her biological child, and poor Madida has no choice.

As for her father, the two slaps she gave her yesterday still make her feel a little painful.

At the same time, Yuan Pengfei relaxed his muscles and bones in the quiet room and found a place to spend time in the coffee shop downstairs.

It was not until noon that he got upstairs right and happened to meet Matida standing in the corridor. The little girl's situation was very miserable, and half of her face was stained with blood. She was obviously suffering from domestic violence.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is likely that he was taught a lesson by his angry father because he disturbed his parents for doing good things.

Although this kind of naughty behavior is very naughty, if he meets it from the perspective of others, he will be angry and teach this naughty child a lesson.

However, with different positions and different views, from his current perspective, Matida's fat father is undoubtedly a hateful place.

He only dares to vent his anger on his children, and meets those deadly guys, who are as cowardly as turtles, which is disgusting.

He took out his handkerchief and handed it to the little loli: "Run quickly in the future, wipe it."

The little loli took the handkerchief and wiped the blood from her nose, looking at him with big eyes: "Is life always so hard, or is it just like this in childhood?"

“It’s always so hard.”

Yuan Pengfei answered honestly that this was not his own idea, but the idea of ​​most people, and life has never been easy.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. Time was running out, "I have a suggestion, do you want to hear it?"

"You said," Matida said.

"Yesterday, those uninvited guests said they would come around noon. They are definitely not good people. So I suggest you take your brother to the cafe downstairs to hide."

Yuan Pengfei also gave a relatively reasonable excuse: "Children are not suitable for watching bloody and violent things, aren't they?"

At this moment, Matida looked up at his serious eyes, and it seemed that a warm current flowed through his heart.

No one has ever cared about her like this. It is common for her father to beat her. Her stepmother always sarcastically at her. Her sister always bullies her. Her younger brother is still ignorant.

If you count it carefully, her relatives are not as concerned about her than a stranger.

"Okay." Matida asked happily: "I'm going to go to the store to buy some milk, bring you some milk. It's two boxes of two quarters of milk, right?"

"Thank you, the small cakes in the cafe are good. Stay there for a while!" Yuan Pengfei said.

After hearing his thanks, the little girl felt much happier as if she had eaten honey.

She held the railing and leaped like a butterfly, running happily to home. She couldn't wait to go to the store.

But after she knocked on the door, the one who greeted her at home was still singing ill words.

"I've bought something, where are the things?"

The stepmother was tidying up her clothes and was very dissatisfied with Madida's disturbance. Her devil husband was too soft today, which was also the reason why she was in a bad mood.

Mathida still didn't learn to observe the words and expressions, and said truthfully: "I want to take my brother with me."

"Are you so idle?" The stepmother pushed her out the door, "Go and buy food quickly, you idle."

The door was closed tightly and almost hit Madida's nose again. She looked aggrieved, but she had nowhere to talk, so she could only go downstairs to buy food silently.

She is redundant in this home.

She walked downstairs, and six strange men walked upwards. She recognized the person who led Stan. The man who threatened yesterday was also the one who spoke.

Yuan Pengfei warned her in advance, but she didn't take it seriously and didn't think that something violent would happen.

She even had some fantasies in her heart: It would be nice if these guys could teach her father a lesson. Who told her father to always beat her?

These people are very orderly, and each person has a control position and the entire corridor is immediately controlled by them.

Stan took out a small box from his pocket and shook it in his ear. There were several capsules in the box. He took out one and bit it with his teeth, looked up at the ceiling, and held his old waist and put on a unique pose.

The moment the capsule was broken, he played the comfortable sound, which made his subordinate follow him to look at the ceiling, thinking that he had discovered something extraordinary!

“I like this quiet moment before the storm, which reminds me of Beethoven.”

"Did you hear it? Just like when you put your head on the grass, you can hear the grass growing, you can hear the crawling sounds of insects."

Stan's nerves were particularly sensitive at this moment and excited. He had a lot of inspiration in his mind and talked a lot.

Walking to the door of Matilda's house, he asked his companion next to him: "Do you like Beethoven?"

“It’s hard to say.”

"Then I'll play some for you."

The companion's answer did not disturb Stan's interest. He snatched the shotgun from his companion's hand and shot him at the door lock.

The fat man was so shocked that he was drinking and was shocked, knowing that things were bad.

His eldest daughter knew nothing, and ran out of the room curiously and happened to meet Stan.

"dad!"

She shouted, turned around and ran away, not being beaten to death immediately.

Stan didn't care, his left hand swayed like a conductor, and his steps were very rhythmic.

"Touch." He kicked open the bathroom door, and the hostess in the house was soaked in a foam bathtub, wearing headphones and was still confused!

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, the foam scattered, and she would never have to go out of the bath.

The killing continues.

Mathida's sister was chased by Stan and ran around, but the only exit of the room door was blocked by Stan's accomplices, where could she run?

"Bang!"

This time she was not so lucky. The shotgun hit her back and knocked her straight to the ground.

She can no longer do aerobics, and she no longer has to worry about her figure.

Stan seemed to be very satisfied with this effect, so he smashed it in the kitchen, arrived at the last room, and danced excitedly.
Chapter completed!