Li Yun, a rural woman from the 21st century, had a car accident. Her soul transmigrated to the body of a woman in ancient times who shared the same name.
Her home was bare, but she wasn't...
I didn't feel any pain as I thought it would, but instead I heard a scream from Mr. Jin's servant, which sounded as ugly as the howl of a pig being slaughtered.
Looking up, he saw a large hand holding the hand of Mr. Jin's servant and twisting it to the right.
No wonder I heard screams, it turned out his hand was twisted.
Following the hand upwards, I saw a man.
She knew this man, it was Song Ren, the martial arts expert she had just picked out from Li Yazi.
Li Yun kicked the servants of Mr. Jin's family a few times before he felt relieved.
I let you hit me, I let you hit me.
The servant of Master Jin was kicked several times by Li Yun and his hands were twisted. He begged for mercy in pain.
"Wasn't you very arrogant just now?
How come you beg for mercy after being kicked a few times?" Li Yun sneered at the servants of Master Jin's house.
There is no pity for him at all. If Song Ren had not blocked the fist, it would have been very serious for him.
Therefore, there must be something hateful about a pitiful person.
The howling of the servants in Master Jin's house scared the traffickers who had just settled the people and they hurried over.
He kept praying in his heart, hoping that it wasn't his people causing trouble.
When he arrived, he saw the servant of Mr. Jin having his hands twisted by a man.
The five Yazi breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhang Yazi felt helpless.
I shouldn't have coveted the manager's money and bought this plague god back.
Because of him, who knows how many people he has offended?
It seems that this time he has to be sold to the mine, otherwise if the boss finds out, he will be in trouble.