[Siheyuan+Revenge+Ultimate Slap in the Face+Kill Everyone]
On the day Lin Sheng was discharged from the army, he opened the door and saw his sister curled up in the doghouse, with a scar like a frozen persimmon on her neck.
The whole hospital laughed and asked him to "carry forward his style": "How glorious it is for the families of martyrs to live in the utility room!"
He crushed the bloody military medal.
My father's work injury is murder! The deaf old lady's family certificate is forged! The hospital's food stamps were sewn into Qin Huairu's belly pocket!
"Level 8 fitter? I'll make your hands shake so hard that you can't hold a spoon!"
"Moral God? I'll send you hanging on the street with your tattered shoes!"
"The descendant of the Thief Saint? The power grid in the juvenile detention center specializes in treating unclean hands and feet."
Lin Sheng crushed Yi Zhonghai's dentures and sneered: "This is called promoting style - your sins will be shouldered by the whole hospital! Get together! Carry them!"
From the darkest kennel in the quadrangle to the honor roll that thousands of people look up to at the Red Star Factory, Lin Xue touched her brother's military medal and muttered: "They said the blood of military family members can dye the medal red... Now it's their turn to bleed."
"This house of beasts, I will send them to hell with my own hands!"
