Chapter 1385 Like a dream
What should I do?
What should they do? What can they do?
Lucas tried his best to keep himself calm, listened carefully to the other end of the phone, trying to grab a ray of dawn in the darkness.
Ten years have passed in a flash, and the nightmares and hazes that have been left behind have been left behind. They thought they had finally healed their wounds and continued to live; but they never expected that they were still trapped by nightmares, those scars. Never healed, and never recovered perfectly.
It happened, and it happened after all. Even if the wound is scarred, it still leaves traces in the heart and soul and will not disappear.
Nora's breathing was a little chaotic, but she did not lose control. The woman showed her perseverance and strength, and her voice stirred in the night.
"Luca, calm down. Did you hear it? Calm down."
"I'll go to Las Vegas now."
Lucas was stunned, " But, mom..."
"Luca." Nora interrupted Lucas's words and said firmly, "We won't lose Anson, do you understand? We will definitely not."
Hang off the phone and sat in the darkness In the world, the world once again fell into endless silence.
Calciparly caught off guard, tears broke through the shackles of their eyes and almost burned their cheeks.
In an instant, I felt the helplessness and confusion of fifteen years old again. The guilt and anger of self-blame were heavy on his shoulders, and he could hardly support it-
It was him. It's all because of him.
But he is not fifteen years old and he will not lose Anson again.
Take a deep breath, Lucas grabbed the reins of his reason and regained his center of gravity. A hint of perseverance appeared in his eyes. No matter who it is, even if it is the god of death, if he wants to take Anson away, he must step on him. The body passed by.
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The night is like water, covering the body softly and lightly, and the chills penetrate into the body through the pores, and the tired and heavy muscles feel ache.
An Sen couldn't help but curl up into a ball, holding his knees tightly, curling up like a cooked shrimp, pressing his knees against his chest, trying to absorb a trace of warmth.
The air, as the sound of knocking on the door and calling, was shaking heavily, and the night that was so rich that it could not be melted, was so heavy that it could not breathe in its chest.
"Ansen..."
"Ansen!"
The call sounded from far to near, and finally exploded in his ears, so that Ansen was shocked and violently Sitting up straight, looking for it in the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers. The moonlight was strictly blocked by the blackout curtains, and no light was noticed. The whole room seemed to be occupied by thick fog.
"Ansen!"
Outside the door, there were sounds of knocking and calling, and finally pulled Anson's attention back.
Relaxed the quilt, stepped on the ground with both feet, and staggered towards the door of the room. However, when he was about to arrive, his toes felt a coldness and an emergency brake stopped.
Look down.
Sand beach. Waves.
Wait, why do beaches and waves appear in the room.
Ansen's footsteps involuntarily took two steps back, but found that his footprints were particularly clear on the beach. The white waves chased his toes and rushed up. With a light kiss, a hint of coolness wrapped around his toes along the wet touch. The sound of waves rushes towards the cool sea breeze.
What...what is going on?
"An Sen."
A voice came from behind, half-dream and half-awake, An Sen subconsciously turned around and looked over, and then he saw his mother. There is also the small alley where he and his mother lived when they were evading their creditors, the kitchen and bathroom outside, with only a palm-sized space.
"Ansen, run."
Mother shouted heart-wrenchingly, tears and snot, and her face was full of embarrassment.
But why is he here?
But now there is no time to think about it, and my mother shouts with all her strength.
"Run, run!"
He looked forward and saw that a group of ordinary men, who were not as fierce as evil spirits or as strong as big or strong, were not as cruel as the legendary debt collector, or even ordinary men who would not attract attention even if they passed by each other in daily life, were not as ordinary; But at this moment, their faces were as ferocious as devils -
Mother fell to the ground, and one person stepped on her right hand and was bent down to search for her mother's wallet, with only a few lonely banknotes falling out; A man pulled her hair backwards, venting all his frustration and anger on this woman with no power.
The bustling group behind were rushing their rental house into the sky, throwing clothes, bed sheets, shoes, bowls and chopsticks outwards. Even if you can't find anything, you must smash everything. rotten.
They should also be victims of trouble and despair because of their father.
They could not find their father's hiding place, so they vented their anger on their mother and son, pointed their fists and knife at objects that were weaker than themselves, tearing away their usual disguises, and revealing the hidden masks. Ugly and hideous, the smell of blood twisted in the eyes, blooming evil flowers.
At the front, a man in a suit and tie looked at all this coldly, as if he was forcing his mother to ask him something. At this time, he followed his mother's gaze, and his cold and harsh eyes instantly enveloped An Sen.
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Anger broke through reason in one go—
These cowards.
"Get out! You guys get out!"
"If you have the ability, go find my dad, dig three feet into the ground to find him, and come over to make things difficult for us orphans and widows? You really should look at your face. You have seen shameless people, but you have never seen such a person. Disgusting."
"We don't know where he is. I don't know how many times we said it, we don't know anything. Why don't you let us go?"
"I'm fighting with you!"
While cursing and distracting, he grabbed his backpack and found the position of the brick.
Then, without hesitation, stepped forward and waved his backpack, his eyes red, and he smashed his life toward the black suit in front.
Bang!
The bricks hit the man's jaw accurately. The man fell backwards unexpectedly, which scared the others.
Without hesitation or hesitation, the bricks smashed towards the two people who controlled their mother, forcing them back, and turning around to protect their mother behind her.
Immediately afterwards, without greed, facing a situation where there are many people, aim at the person closest, smash the bricks on it, and then punch them on it regardless of the situation. Even if you can't fight against so many people, at least Also pull a cushion.
Bang! Bang bang bang!
One punch, then another, his eyes were completely red.
Even if the crowd surrounded him and beat him up in a blink of an eye, his fists fell on him one after another, he refused to let go, gritted his teeth and took the blame to the person who had just pulled his mother's hair. He acted ruthlessly to death.
The flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the group of people around him were completely frightened. Looking at him with bloody faces and fierce eyes, the breath of death spread everywhere.
They finally couldn't control themselves anymore, and cowards fled one by one.
He finally exhausted himself and no longer had the strength to punch, but he still stared at the surroundings with his eyes wide open, shouting hoarsely, and shouting in despair and angrily.
He went crazy, and he was completely crazy.
(This chapter ends)