Men in Black Chapter 1 The Mysterious Killer

Hello everyone! My name is Chen Yi. When I was nine years old, my father was murdered by an adulterer and came home seriously injured. At that time, my younger brother Chen Lei was only five years old, and my brother had fainted from childhood, and when he saw his father covered in blood, he fainted on the spot. I carried my brother to a chair before helping my father.

My father vomited old blood and motioned for me to help him to the bed, and my father said, "Son, I'm afraid I can't do it, that person... Really, it's okay, hit me for what, this... This..." My father suddenly stopped talking, I looked up, tears flowed, my father suddenly passed away, my inner helplessness suddenly exploded, the family was very poor, my father could only cut some firewood from the distant mountains to sell in the far city, and now it was good, my father was gone, and the only source of income in the family was broken.

I think that in the future, I will be the pillar of this family, and I must take good care of my brother.

I decided to hold a funeral for my father, the family is poor, buy a coffin, and the rest can not buy it. I rummaged around at home, and I was surprised to find that the family didn't even have any money, let alone buy a coffin, and now the steamed buns can't be eaten.

At this time, my brother woke up, and he watched me kneel next to my father, watched me cry, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Looking at his curious little eyes, I didn't hide it like others, and directly said the reason: "Daddy is gone!" From now on we don't have a father! Get down on your knees! "My brother stopped, but after a while he began to cry, and I kept coaxing him, to no avail, and after a while he fainted.

Because the family really had no money, they could only go to the city to find someone to bury the body directly. There's no way around it.

Later, my brother and I could only earn a living by collecting firewood, and we both relied on each other ever since. We stayed up for a full decade on this hard day, and ten years later, in order to be able to rest for a while, we decided that the two of us would take turns picking firewood, and today you would pick it, and tomorrow I would pick it.

On this day, it was my turn to pick firewood, and at noon, I returned home satisfied with some of the money I had exchanged for it. Back at home, I was stunned, and my brother fell to the ground, covered in blood, which reminded me of my father again.

I helped my brother to the bed and asked him who hit him. The younger brother said weakly, "He wears a black cloak, and his face is black. Well..." The younger brother also closed his eyes.

"No! Oh the heavens! Are you going to kill me? Now I'm lonely, why? Why did the evil killer kill my father and my brother? Not ——!"

Suddenly, at this time, a black figure flashed by my eyes, and I turned my head to see, Oh, no one! What's going on......