Chapter 32: revenge

Yunhua felt that she had already gone in her life. In the years when she lived in the dark cellar, her life had completely died down and turned into a walking dead. Even if she left there, she could always remember those filthy memories, the rotten sour smell can only be diluted by pain and smell.
However, the moment Song Ye found out, she felt that she was wrong.
She wasted the chance of escape from the rain of guns and bullets. It shouldn't be, but it was too painful to be alive.
After waking up, she kept thinking about what she should do ... until the footsteps came out of the door, someone came to open the door, and came to her with the cold air all night.
"... Song Ye ..." She opened her mouth, and screamed a husky name in her long cracked lips.
"Get up and follow me." Song Ye didn't even look at her weak face, dragging her wrists to drag people off the bed, and strode out of the room.
There were no guests in the morning, and only the waiter was cleaning the shop. I just heard the movement upstairs and looked up. I saw Song Ye cold with a face and dragged Yunhua from the shawl down the stairs, regardless of the other person. He was barefoot and dragged him into the car.
Watching the car gallop away, Zhao Zhen frowned and waved at the curious waiter in the store. "Today, take a day off to Yunhua and work." He was actually very worried, Yunhua said Obviously, this mental state can no longer be stimulated, and Song Ye acted arrogantly and was fiercely fifteen years old, and if things were done, it would be bad. But Song Ye was so temperamental that no one could pull him, and he was powerless.
The car drove all the way from the city center to the remote suburbs, and finally stopped in front of an abandoned old warehouse. The surrounding people were extinct, and it looked extraordinarily desolate.
"Here it is." Song Ye opened the door first, and the figure wrapped in a black trench coat walked toward the warehouse.
Yunhua looked at the open black door and looked at the disappearing figure, as if she had returned to the deep cellar. She was afraid that she would be left by Song Ye, so she opened the door with her arms and feet and stumbled after it.
It was not until the slender back came into view that she was relieved, a slight smile opened on her face, "Song ..." The word behind him had not been spoken, and all the voices were blocked in her throat. .
She crossed Song Ye and saw the woman kneeling there.
The woman was wearing rough linen and her appearance was simple and honest. At first glance, she knew that she was an authentic mountain person, but that face made Yunhua's life unforgettable.
The woman's name was Wang Feng, and she was the first trafficker who changed her hands.
"But, isn't she in jail?" Yunhua remembered last time that there were reports in the news that the whole village had been arrested.
"Well." Song Ye answered, his emotions were cold and undulating, and he pulled out a dark guy from his pocket the next second and threw it to Yunhua. "Now you can do what you want to do of."
As soon as Yunhua looked down, when she saw something lying under her feet, she was frightened and took two steps backwards, her voice trembling, "Gun ..."
She did not rarely see this thing in the deep mountains, but she never touched it by herself. The most profound memory was that a girl opened her head after grabbing a gun. The picture of blood and brain cracking now makes me think Gagging.
Now, Song Ye wants her to take a gun and kill someone?
Yunhua's stare eyes fell on the young girl's calm face, and she suddenly shook her head frantically, "No, no, I can't ..." She couldn't even kill a fish before, how could she kill anyone.
But when she wanted to step back, Song Ye stretched out her hand and dragged her to the ground fiercely. She didn't have time to cry out, and Song Ye's cold voice came from overhead. "Yunhua, you are not Say regret that you did not kill the enemy with your own hands? "
Yunhua shuddered, apparently remembering what she said during her self-harm, "but ..."
Without letting her finish, she felt a scalp pain. She was forced to raise her head and look at the woman kneeling in front of her. "See clearly, who this person is. Who was you deceived into the mountain in the first place, and Who made your son you first, how dirty and stinky the first cellar was, and if you remember these things, you should know who the person is in front of you. "
With the cold words, all the nightmares hidden in my heart were turned out, and cruelly played in my mind one after another, and those pains seemed to be carved into the bones, and the woman who was so painful on the ground sent a heartbreak The lungs shouted, "Ah ..."
The cry seemed to come from the abyss, and was on the verge of death, and the tears were pouring down like a river from a dyke, wetting the pale and thin face.
But Song Ye still did n’t stop, she did n’t allow herself to save her life to death again. She forced Yunhua to face it, to hate,
I have saved your life, and your blade is not qualified. For yourself, before others punish you, you have to return ten times more. "
The person who should be killed should not be himself.
In the blurry tears, Yunhua stared at the woman in front of her. The writhing memories in her mind made her deeply remember the ugly face of this woman. Once, she suffered inhuman torture and stayed in the dark cellar. She used to also I hate it, can't wait to stab the flesh of these people, drink the blood of these people, can't wait to kill the magic cave with a fire, let these people all go to hell!
Yes, all her misfortunes were caused by the woman in front of her!
If not for her, how could she be like this!
Finally, the trembling fingers grabbed the gun, and the cold metal made her fight a cold war fiercely. When the woman in front of her was blocked and her tears burst into tears, her eyes suddenly became fierce.
Bang ... Bang ... Bang ... one shot after another, the shocking volume followed by the muffled sound of bone blood piercing, the woman bound by her hands and feet fell to the ground, and her body that stopped working was hit by a bullet. Will tremble slightly, the empty eyes look at the sky, with endless remorse and despair.
Until the bullets were all lighted up, Yunhua sat paralyzed on the ground, staring blankly at the look of the woman in the pool of blood. For a long while, her mouth slowly opened, and a laugh overflowed from the corner of her lips, "Oh, ha ha ha ..." The laughter changed from small to loud, and gradually turned into laughter, with tears in the laughter, as if washing a little bit of dirt on himself.
Song Ye stepped forward silently, took her head into her arms, and gave her a touch of warmth.
She knew that after this death, Yunhua would become stronger.