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Chapter 62: Look, flying saucer!

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It’s still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

Ronan's vision went dark and he fainted.

When she opened her eyes, it was Angela Lina's first perspective.

Directly in front is a brown staircase, the walls are painted white, and several oil paintings are hung among the potted plants, which looks quite stylish.

The vision glanced to the right.

There is a burning fireplace, exquisite red carpets, small classical furniture, and leather sofas that look expensive.

Ronan initially judged that this was Lina's previous home.

Rich people, this is it!

The sound of breaking glass came from upstairs.

He looked towards the ceiling and started walking up the stairs.

Only then did Ronan notice that Lina was holding a teddy bear in her hand.

According to her direct gaze, she could just see the fourth step, indicating that the current grade was not large.

Is there any secret at such a young age

The vision reached the second floor, and Lina was crawling outside a room door.

Only a two-finger-wide gap was exposed at the door, and a woman's sobs could be heard from inside.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound as it hit the cabinet, mixed with a painful groan.

Lina looked closer to the crack of the door and saw a tall man.

Wearing a black vest, white vertical striped shirt, black cropped pants and leather boots, he looks like a professional elite.

The man had his back to the door and could not see his face clearly. He was probably Lina's father.

In his hand, he held a stick-like object, a bit like a clothes rack, and cursed some unpleasant words.

Lina's mother was invisible in the crack of the door, and only the sound of sobbing could be heard.

"If you can't do this little thing well, what else can you do besides cry!"

Suddenly, the man glanced toward the door.

It was this look that made Lina seem to be frightened and run away with the teddy bear in her arms.

He ran out of the lobby on the first floor, and when he passed an iron gate, he looked back at the house.

She just hugged the teddy bear and left the house.

After walking for several minutes, Lina was a little tired and came to sit on a bench on the street.

Perhaps because it was still early, there were not many pedestrians on the street.

"Hey, sweet girl."

Lina turned around and saw a woman of about thirty years old squatting in front of her.

Typical average European and American looks, neither ugly nor good-looking.

An orange polyester top, brown curly hair, and several black five-pointed stars tattooed on the right side of her neck.

"Look, Dangdang." With her hands empty, she pulled out a necklace with a monk pattern like magic and shook it: "It's for you."

Lina's vision shook her head.

"It will give you courage, come on."

After that, the woman opened the necklace with both hands and put it on forcefully regardless of Lina's objection.

"Look over there, the flying saucer!"

I looked in the direction the woman was pointing. Where was the flying saucer

When his vision turned around, the woman had disappeared.

Suddenly, the scene changed.

As far as the eye could see, it was still the same house.

Lina was holding her suitcase and standing in front of the iron gate.

A middle-aged woman in her forties ran to open the door. She was smiling and had wrinkles on her face.

Lina put the suitcase aside and hugged the woman tightly.

"I'm back, Mom."

His eyes moved to the woman's shoulder, where there was a bruise the size of half a palm.

"Mom." Lina held her mother's shoulders with both hands and said in a serious tone: "Did that old thing bully you again?"

Lina's mother raised her hand as if to slap her, then froze her hand in mid-air and then retracted it: "What old thing, that's your dad!"

"Did he bully you?" Lina pointed to the bruise and repeated it.

"No, Lena."

Her mother hugged her and secretly wiped her tears through the blind spot of her vision: "He didn't bully me, I accidentally fell."

There were bruises on his shoulders after a fall. As a bystander, Ronan didn't believe it, let alone Lina.

After chatting for a while, Lina picked up her suitcase and returned to her room.

There are many dolls of different sizes placed on the bed, which is very girly.

The room must have been quite old, but it was still quite clean and there was no dust.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the room, Lina has grown from a little lolita to a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Especially in terms of mind, he is far ahead of his peers.

After a while, a quarrel was faintly heard next door.

Lina's eyes narrowed and she tiptoed out of the room.

She came to the door of the sound source's room, held the door handle and gently turned it open, revealing a gap for peeping.

"The industry is in a slump now. Do you know how angry you are when you face those silly customers every day? Also, do you know how stressful it is for more than a thousand employees waiting to start work? It's better for you, you can fool me with just one sentence. Already?"

The man raised his hand and slapped her loudly.

Lena's mother leaned against the cabinet, covering her red face with her right hand: "Hank, I know you've been working hard, but today... Lena just came back."

"What if she comes back? Come here!"

Seeing this hateful man dragging her mother deeper into the bedroom, Lina's hands tightly grasped the door frame.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and I didn’t know what happened.

Lina's mother's head seemed to have hit something hard, blood poured out of her forehead, and she fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Lina's hands dug into the door frame, making a low creaking sound like a wooden bar bending.

Her eyes were warm and her vision was a little blurry.

Running to the kitchen, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Lina pulled out a fruit knife from the shelf and returned to the bedroom angrily.

Bang!

The bedroom door was violently kicked open, just like Lina's mood at this time.

"Let her go!"

Lina's father had just finished dialing the emergency number when the sound of the door being kicked startled him.

Looking back, when he saw that it was his daughter, his strong self-esteem made him extremely angry: "I spent money to send you to study, but in the end, you still dare to point a knife at me? Come on, don't you have strong wings?" Now, have you grown up? Come on!"

Faced with the aggressive tone, Lina retreated step by step.

The pressure her father had established in her heart for a long time made her hands tremble.

"What the hell, you two, mother and daughter, are of the same character. You can't stand your own position. I am the breadwinner of this family! Without me, you are nothing!"

Hank's words were filled with twisted pride. He walked towards Lena and wanted to take away the fruit knife.

Lina refused and grabbed the handle of the knife with her right hand.

During the dispute, a fruit knife penetrated Lina's left arm, causing blood to flow...

Hank grabbed the fruit knife and threw it aside roughly.

Looking at his unconscious wife and his daughter whose hands were covered in blood, he spread his fingers and inserted them into his hair, rubbing it all over.

Like a manic attack, Hank screamed strangely and pulled down the wooden clothes hanger in the bedroom, leaving the room in disarray: "You're all going to force me, aren't you!"

Suddenly, the soles of his feet slipped, and a string of ropes appeared around his neck.

The other end of the rope is hung on the fan blade.

Ronan saw clearly that the rope flew over and wrapped around his neck, which was very strange.

Controlling objects from a distance

"Well...ah..."

Hank's neck was strangled by the rope, his hands tightly grasped the rope joints in an attempt to break free, and his legs were beating wildly.

His face quickly turned from red to purple due to lack of oxygen, and his eyes were so strangled that they almost bulged out: "The knife..."

Lina finally came to her senses and ran to pick up the fruit knife she had just thrown away.

She pushed the chair over so Hank could stand and catch his breath.

Then he turned over to the table under the fan and cut off the rope.

After Hank was rescued, he ripped off the rope around his neck, threw it to the ground and stomped on it a few times.

He was rubbing his red neck while breathing heavily.

Anger is the easiest thing to do to make people lose their minds.

The strange phenomenon of not seeing the rope just now made Hank mistakenly think that everything was a trap designed by the two in advance.

His eyes were red, he kicked Lina's unconscious mother, and cursed angrily: "Bitch, you still want to kill me?"

This time, it completely angered Lina.

She held the fruit knife and rushed towards Hank's back...