The next day, when Dongfang Bo came back, it was almost dawn. It was still raining outside, but much less than last night.

His whole body exuded a bloody smell, which was very unpleasant.

Dongfang Bo was afraid that Du Xinxin would smell it, so he immediately took a shower and changed his clothes.

While having breakfast, the TV in the hall broadcast a news report that caught Qin Wushuang's attention.

The title is "The Wang Family Tragedy in Yuncheng", and the content is about the brutal murder by unknown elements, the methods used were brutal and heinous, and there are some photos of the scene, but most of them are mosaiced to avoid causing adverse reactions among the public.

From the incomplete photos, we can see how miserable the Wang family was and what a blow they suffered. The rainwater on the ground turned red and blood flowed like a river.

The end of the news is nothing more than arresting the murderer and solving the case as soon as possible.

Du Xinxin has been lying in the hotel room and did not come out for dinner. Last night, Dongfang Bo played a gentle and slow role and took good care of her. Even so, she couldn't get up for a while and needed some buffer time.

Those who are weak in fighting ability have no right to speak, and those who exaggerate should shut up immediately. Either they are not capable of it, or they have been deceived.

The few of them checked out at around eleven o'clock, and encountered trouble again as soon as they left the hotel.

Qin Wushuang is like a disaster star, causing trouble for the Holy Body and getting into trouble wherever he goes.

"Honey, it's them. I would recognize them even if they turned into ashes." A woman pulled the man next to her and pointed at Qin Wushuang and Dongfang Bai with an arrogant look on her face.

This person is the bitch on the plane who is full of superiority.

In a blink of an eye, the four were surrounded. There were about thirty people on the other side, all of them had tattoos of dragons and phoenixes, more or less. They were obviously gangsters, smoking cigarettes in a bohemian manner, and looking up at the sky.

"Xiao Bai, what's going on? What happened?" Du Xinxin said panicked.

She was just an ordinary girl who had never seen the world, let alone experienced fighting. She rarely quarreled with others, and had almost never been surrounded by people and attacked at any time.

It's normal to panic.

"Xinxin, they are just a bunch of rotten bird eggs and sweet potatoes. Don't be afraid. Take the child to the side and stay there for a while." Dongfang Bo comforted her.

"Let these two women, one big and one small, go." the man said.

"Husband, beat them together." The woman was vicious and unwilling to let them go.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. Whoever bullied you will be made to pay the price. The rest don't matter to me." The man said.

They are quite particular about what they do, and they don't involve innocent people, or women or children.

"My husband is kind, you are lucky." The woman snorted coldly.

Du Xinxin tightly grasped Dongfang Bo's sleeve, her eyes gradually becoming firm, "I won't leave, I'll stay with you, from now on, we'll bear all the storms together."

"Be obedient. We still have our daughter. If something happens, how will you explain it to your family, right?" Dongfang Bo persuaded.

Du Xinxin hesitated. Yes, if another child was hurt, it would be troublesome.

"Go ahead." Dongfang Bo waved his hand. "I'll be fine. You're my wife, so you have to trust me."

"Yeah!" Du Xinxin nodded, then took the child to the side.

It is an old saying that one should listen to advice and eat a full meal.

Men hate disobedient women the most.

"You two are the ones bullying my woman, right?" the man asked arrogantly.

"Is she your woman?" Qin Wushuang teased.

"good."

"Then you are really miserable. It is unlucky for you to marry a wife like this. What bad deeds did your ancestors do to deserve her?" Qin Wushuang's words were sharp and extremely insulting.

"Bullshit." The woman said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Wushuang slapped him in the face without mercy.

Qin Wushuang wasn't afraid of any big scene, so how could he be so timid about such a small fight? Was he afraid to take action?

joke!

Swearing? Then slap her mouth.

The woman fell to the ground, eyes wide open, in disbelief. "How dare you hit me? My husband is here, and you still hit me?"

Qin Wushuang took a quick step forward and kicked the woman again.

She is a nobody, so she is the one being beaten.

The woman swept her body sideways, moving at least five or six meters.

"Damn it, brothers, come on and beat them both." The man was angry. This guy didn't take him and others seriously, and he must teach him a lesson.

He beat his own woman right under his nose. How brave he is.

The following program was exciting. I saw what it meant to be overwhelming and what it meant to be one-sided.

In the hands of Dongfang Bo and Qin Wushuang, these people were worse than dogs. They could be manipulated and beaten at will.

I'm not even a warrior, how can I fight them?

It's just like stepping on an ant, so easy.

In just a few breaths, all thirty people lay down, with no exception except the bald man.

The bald man swallowed his saliva and finished the fight before he had even taken a few puffs of the cigarette he had just lit.

I had intended to show off a bit, smoking a cigarette while watching the two men being beaten and screaming, but the result was disappointing and too different.

"Pah!" The cigarette fell to the ground, creating sporadic sparks.

"Do you want to fight again?" Qin Wushuang looked at him with a smile.

The man's calves cramped and he shivered. "Brother, I was wrong."

"Plop!" The man knelt down tactfully.

"Husband, you can't kneel. Cheer up. A man... a man's knees are made of gold. He should kneel to heaven, earth, and his parents. How can he kneel to anyone else?" The woman was in so much pain that she couldn't get up and kept mumbling.

"Think about our son. If you kneel down, will he be able to hold his head up? He won't be laughed at."

"Hey, you have a son?" Qin Wushuang asked in confusion.

"Yes, two." The man did not stand up and answered while kneeling.

Listening to his wife's crazy talk, he wanted to go over and beat her up. Doesn't he know that there is a saying that goes, "When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head."

He is so powerful, why is he so tough?

Why are you still pretending?

Is it necessary to break arms and legs before it is over?

You bitch, you don't know anything at all. You've offended so many people. It's like hitting a stone with an egg and hitting someone's fist with your head.

"That shouldn't be the case." Qin Wushuang frowned, "You are destined to be childless. You will never have an heir in your lifetime."

"You look strong, able to eat, drink, run, and jump, but did you know you have necrospermia?"

"Ah?" The man was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"You can't have children, but you told me you have two sons. Bro, you're so miserable." Qin Wushuang shook his head, full of sympathy. "If your life had a color, it would definitely be grassland green."

The man roughly understood what he heard and turned to look at the woman fiercely, "You're cheating on me?"

"Husband, don't listen to his nonsense. The son is yours. He looks so much like you. How can you be easily provoked by others?" The woman tried her best to clarify, but her eyes were vague and she didn't dare to look her husband in the eye.