Chapter 1A Brother's Vengeance

After being bullied, my sister slit her wrists and tried to commit suicide.

My parents' hair turned white overnight.

The three little beasts grinned and said:

"We are minors, the law can't sentence us. What can you do to me?"

I smiled too:

"I can make you wish you were dead but unable to die!"

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I was in class when my mom called.

After answering, there was silence for a long time, only intermittent sobbing.

I don't know why, but my heart was beating fast.

Finally, my mom gathered enough strength and cried out:

"Julian, something happened to your sister!"

I asked for leave immediately, didn't even pack my clothes, and took a taxi to the station.

"Mom, I'm coming back now. Don't worry, tell me what happened first?"

My mom was crying and gasping, repeating one sentence over and over:

"Your sister was beaten—"

I called my sister, but no one answered.

Tried my dad, no answer either.

My hands were shaking so much I could hardly hold the phone. I entered my sister's school and her name on Twitter.

Saw a video with tens of thousands of views, I clicked it open—

A thin girl lay on the ground, protecting her head.

Three girls surrounded her, taking turns stepping on her face.

After half a minute, one girl said: "Let's cut this little bitch's hair, see if she can still be coquettish?"

So she squatted down with a grin, grabbed the girl's hair on the ground, and cut it off with a "snip snip" sound.

The girl covering her face curled into a ball, trying to hide her head in her stomach.

The three perpetrators got even more excited: "Still fucking dare to hide, huh?!"

They cooperated tacitly. One straddled the girl, pressing her arm with knees, forcing her hands open.

One was responsible for taking photos.

One slapped her face.

"Slap slap slap!"

At this moment, I finally saw the face of the disheveled girl being beaten.

That was my sister.

The girl got tired of hitting and signaled to the person taking photos.

So I heard an excited voiceover:

"My turn! My turn!"

She took out a marker and drew a turtle on my sister's red and swollen face.

My sister couldn't break free and let out bursts of despairing howls.

"Why are you like this?" One of the beasts said, "You messed up her clean face, how can she go out and be a whore?"

She pulled my sister up and patted the dust off her body.

Seemed like she really intended to let her go.

My sister clutched the corner of her clothes, standing there at a loss.

The next second, she kicked my sister's back fiercely from behind.

My sister fell to the ground, and blood stains appeared on the ground quickly.

Then, they rushed up, grabbed my sister's school uniform, and tore it hard.

"Rip—"

The comments skyrocketed at this moment.

But soon, the video disappeared.

"This video has been taken down."

Immediately, that post was gone too.

"What's wrong with you?" The driver looked at me through the rearview mirror, "Are you feeling unwell?"

At this time, the taxi entered a tunnel.

The car window reflected my red eyes and the bulging veins on my forehead.