PFC Chapter 272 He is the real murderer
Chapter 272 He is the real murderer
Chapter 272 He is the real murderer
After Mu Xiaoyu was tied up, Mu Pengzheng opened the door and led Mu Xiaoyu out.
The moment the door opened, a familiar scene immediately came into Mu Xiaoyu's view.
Mu Xiaoyu initially thought that this time it would be like before, in a sparsely populated village. However, when she went out, she found that they were on the roof of a building.
And this rooftop is the very same rooftop where Mu Xiaoyu was before she died in her previous life!
In that instant, all the events that happened before Mu Xiaoyu died in her previous life flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
In her past life, when she was dying, she seemed to have been drugged and was not quite lucid. She only vaguely remembered being tied up and taken to the rooftop.
Later, the person was already gone, and when they woke up again, it was time for rebirth.
When she was first reborn, Mu Xiaoyu suspected many people, and Mu Pengzheng was one of them, but she never expected the truth to be like this. Even though this life is different from her previous one, it seems that they are not that different now.
She thought her luck would improve after being reborn, but it seems that her luck is still just as bad.
Facing imminent death, Mu Xiaoyu, for some reason, actually laughed.
Mu Pengzheng, who was holding Mu Xiaoyu, laughed when he saw Mu Xiaoyu's appearance.
Instead of pushing Mu Xiaoyu off the building, he led her to the edge of the rooftop, tied her to a pillar, and then pretended to want to have a chat.
Mu Xiaoyu could never quite grasp Mu Pengzheng's thoughts. Seeing him like this, she thought he was about to go crazy again. She only glanced at him and then ignored him.
"You and your mother look so alike."
After Mu Peng finished tying Mu Xiaoyu up, he sat down opposite Mu Xiaoyu. His gloomy eyes stared at Mu Xiaoyu for a long time before he suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of suspicion, which instantly gave Mu Xiaoyu goosebumps.
If Mu Xiaoyu still had some affection for Mu Pengzheng when she was young, that little bit of affection had long since vanished due to the repeated hurt Mu Pengzheng inflicted on her and her mother.
Now, whenever Mu Pengzheng mentions Mu Xiaoyu's mother, Mu Xiaoyu's face immediately turns ugly, and her eyes, which are looking at Mu Pengzheng, are filled with deep hatred.
"You have no right to mention her!"
Mu Pengzheng ignored Mu Xiaoyu's words and even laughed upon hearing them. He tilted his head and continued to scrutinize Mu Xiaoyu, seemingly lost in thought, his expression becoming somewhat dazed.
“When I was pursuing your mother, she was a few years younger than you are now. She was naive and innocent. Back then, many people were pursuing your mother, but she ultimately chose me.”
The gloomy and unpleasant look on Mu Pengzheng's face, which had been lost in memories of the past, gradually eased. As if recalling something pleasant, a smile occasionally appeared on his lips.
On this completely unfamiliar face, this smile finally bore a resemblance to Mu Pengzheng's original expression.
If it weren't for what Mu Pengzheng had done before, seeing him now, no one would imagine that the man speaking in such a gentle and warm tone was the kind of vicious man who killed his wife and daughter.
As for Mu Xiaoyu, the more Mu Pengzheng acted like this, the more terrifying she found him.
In Mu Xiaoyu's view, Mu Pengzheng had absolutely no love for her mother. Love is restraint, and even without that, love is the desire for the person you love to be happy.
However, since Mu Pengzheng got together with her mother, she has only experienced cruel abuse, and she can't see any affection from her at all.
The nostalgic yet fond expression on Mu Peng's face now only made Mu Xiaoyu feel disgusted.
Do you know why your mother never left me?
Mu Peng was talking to himself when, as if he suddenly remembered something, he looked at Mu Xiaoyu and asked her with a smile.
Mu Xiaoyu didn't answer, but bit her lip tightly, staring at Mu Pengzheng with a hateful look in her eyes.
"That's because I treated her well before. No matter how I treated her later, she remembers all the good I did for her. Besides, the reason I treated her the way I did later was entirely because of you guys!"
As Mu Peng was speaking, his expression immediately twisted. He narrowed his eyes, looking at Mu Xiaoyu with a sinister gaze, and continued, "Your mother and I were living happily together, but then you came along..."
Mu Pengzheng's words were incoherent. At first, she could understand what he was saying, but as time went on, Mu Xiaoyu became increasingly confused. She simply didn't understand what the pregnancy had to do with Mu Pengzheng hitting her mother.
Mu Xiaoyu frowned as she looked at Mu Pengzheng, her expression now more scrutinizing and appraising than her previous hatred.
At that moment, she suddenly wondered if Mu Pengzheng had some mental problems.
After all, in her view, a mentally sound person would not say such a thing.
However, even though Mu Xiaoyu thought this way, she didn't say it out loud.
Even though the chances of survival were slim, she still wanted to try to buy some time, hoping that she could hold out until their people came to rescue her.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Do you think I'm crazy?"
Mu Peng was looking at Mu Xiaoyu with a half-smile, and his expression turned strange again.
Mu Xiaoyu originally didn't intend to say anything, but seeing Mu Pengzheng's current state, she knew that if she really didn't say anything, it would backfire.
So she thought for a moment and finally said, "No matter what, it's useless for you to say these things now. You killed her with your own hands, and no matter what you say, she can't come back to life."
"Who said she's dead!"
Upon hearing the word "death," Mu Peng's expression twisted even more. He suddenly stood in front of Mu Xiaoyu and slapped her hard across the face, his gaze equally sinister as he said, "Let me tell you, your mother is not dead at all, and only someone as stupid as you would believe she is dead!"
Mu Xiaoyu didn't believe Mu Pengzheng's words at all. She had personally witnessed Mu Pengzheng kill her mother, so how could he still be alive?
"you do not believe?"
Mu Pengzheng narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the expression on Mu Xiaoyu's face, and finally laughed: "I'm afraid Li Chenxu hasn't told you the truth about what happened back then, has he? Tsk tsk tsk, my daughter is really pitiful, she's kept in the dark about everything."