Chapter 2066 Xu Ying’s life experience!

Author: ten years of fireflies

Chapter 2066 Xu Ying’s life experience!

One day twenty years ago.

Heavenly Sword Gate.

On a square.

"Hahaha, Xu Ying, you are a waste, rubbish, and idiot!"

"Fortunately, you are still the son of the sect leader, and now you can't even find the sense of Qi. You are worse than the trash in the secular world!"

"A waste like you still wants to take over as the leader of the sect in the future? Bah, stop dreaming!"

"Xu Ying, a waste like you should stay in the sect and do odd jobs. That would be more suitable for you!"

"How can an ant and reptile like you compare with the proud ones like us?"

"It's really unlucky to live in the same sect as you!"

A group of children punched, kicked, laughed, and laughed at a little boy.

Several little girls also stood aside and watched the fun, humiliating the little boy in various ways.

The little boy was curled up on the ground. His nose and face had been beaten so badly, his mouth was bleeding, and his head and face were covered with dust. He looked very pitiful.

He cried and begged for mercy: "Don't hit me...don't hit me...I was wrong...I am no longer the master of the sect...wuwuwu..."

One of the oldest boys stepped on the little boy's head, held his head high and said arrogantly: "Then now you say yourself that you are a waste, a rubbish, and a fool!"

"Say it, say it quickly!"

"If you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death!"

"If you dare not tell me, I will beat you every day!"

Several other little boys and girls also followed suit or made threats.

The little boy was a little stubborn and just didn't want to speak.

"If you don't say yes, I'll trample you to death!"

The older boy stepped on the little boy's face hard, until the skin and flesh of the little boy's face were torn apart.

He said with a fierce look on his face: "You said it or not!"

"Hit him!"

"How dare you not say it!"

The other little boys continued to punch and kick the little boy.

Several little girls on the side also ran over and beat the little boy together.

The little boy was beaten to a bloody head and cried loudly, choking and saying: "I said, I said! I am trash! I am trash! I am a fool!"

The older boy put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "Kneel down and kowtow to us!"

The little boy instinctively resisted and was unwilling to kneel down.

The older boy said coldly: "Are you looking for a beating again?"

The little boy swallowed his throat, slowly got up, knelt down, and kowtowed heavily.

"Hahaha, this is a fool!"

"This guy will be like this for the rest of his life!"

"It's not fun, let's go!"

The group of boys and girls left the square playing and playing.

…

late at night.

In a study room in a certain attic.

The little boy stood there, looking at a tall and burly middle-aged man in front of him.

This middle-aged man is the little boy's father.

The little boy choked and cried to his father, wanting his father to help him and get his father's care.

Even after all these years, his father has never cared about him, never stood up for him, or defended him.

But he still has a trace of hope, hoping that his father will treat him better.

However, the middle-aged man just looked at the little boy with an indifferent expression.

After listening to the little boy's cry.

"waste!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily and slapped the little boy on the face.

Snapped!

Accompanied by a crisp explosion.

"ah……"

The little boy screamed, flew several meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

His face was beaten to pieces, and blood was flowing out. Several teeth were knocked out, and he spat it out mixed with blood.

The middle-aged man stared at the little boy coldly and said in a shocked voice: "You loser, you still have the nerve to cry to me?

You trash, you need talent but not talent, you need understanding but not understanding, you need potential but not potential!

I have wasted my reputation all my life and gave birth to a piece of trash like you!"

The little boy stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him who felt strange to him, his eyes full of despair and fear.

Tears have already blurred his face.

"You loser has the nerve to cry, I'll beat you to death!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and tried to strike again.

at this time.

boom!

The study door was knocked open!

A woman stumbled in, knelt on the ground, hugged the little boy, and cried bitterly, "Ying'er..."

The woman turned to look at the middle-aged man and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Ying'er is also your son, why do you do this to him?

You only know how to beat him and scold him!

Have you ever given him even a hint of care and love?"

The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said in a loud voice: "I don't have such a son!

Take him with you and get away as far as you can!

It’s best if this trash never appears in front of me!”

"you……"

The lady's eyes were bloodshot, she stared at the middle-aged man, and shouted: "You will definitely regret what you did today, for sure!!!"

"regret?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were fierce, "Giving birth to such a waste is the thing I regret most in my life!"

"Ying'er, let's go!"

The lady gritted her teeth and left here with the little boy on her back.

…

Heavenly Sword Gate.

In a dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain.

The woman is applying medicine to the little boy.

Click, click...

Tears couldn't stop falling from the corners of the woman's eyes.

"Ying'er, does it hurt?"

The woman asked while choking.

"Mother...I don't feel any pain..."

The little boy gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously.
To be continued...