Chapter 341 It's really annoying to look at

"Mother of the child!" Uncle Wu's face changed immediately, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He stumbled and stumbled towards the house.

Mo Jinchuan's face also darkened. He bent down and picked up Wang Biao as if he was picking up a piglet, and followed him with big strides.

The villagers who were nearby also rushed over.

The village chief hurriedly shouted from behind, "Pingchuan, don't be impulsive. If Xiumei really gets angry with him and does something bad, I will personally kill this beast."

"Dahaha!" Uncle Wu rushed into the room with a sad look on his face. He was so anxious that he didn't pay attention to his feet and almost tripped over the threshold.

Fortunately, Mo Jinchuan was right beside him and helped him up in time.

Uncle Wu pushed his hand away and looked in the dim candlelight. His heart finally settled down when he saw Aunt Wu sitting at the table wiping her tears.

He tentatively called out, "Dahe's mother?"

"What are you yelling about? I'm not deaf yet!" Aunt Wu covered her chest with her hands. Although her temper was as bad as ever, she was obviously out of breath when she spoke.

She coughed lightly, her eyes fell on Mo Jinchuan's face, and she forced a smile and said, "Pingchuan, you're back."

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the thing he was holding in his hand and said with disgust, "Why are you touching this stuff? It's unlucky. Throw it away quickly."

Mo Jinchuan responded, threw Wang Biao at his feet, and kicked him again.

"Ah!" Wang Biao screamed and rolled on the ground in pain.

The nearest villager quickly took two steps back and said in disgust, "Don't get close to me. The stench on my body is killing me."

"You..." Wang Biao wanted to retort, but someone took advantage of the chaos and kicked him hard on the back twice, causing him to scream in pain.

The village chief glared at him fiercely and said, "Shut up!"

Wang Biao wanted to say something, but he felt a cold gaze falling on him, as if wanting to freeze him to death.

Thinking of Mo Jinchuan's murderous eyes and the strength with which he wanted to break his spine with one kick, he shrank his neck and pretended to be dead.

There was nothing to be afraid of those old guys in the village, and they didn't dare to do anything to him.

But this stranger is very evil.

If he really pissed him off, he felt like he might actually kill him.

Although life would be meaningless without money and a wife, he didn't want to die yet.

Uncle Wu walked forward and looked at Aunt Wu, who looked pale but in good spirits. His eyes reddened and he murmured, "I'm glad you're okay."

"Look at you, you're such a loser."

Aunt Wu glanced at him unhappily, then looked down at Wang Biao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and said coldly, "Wang family boy, stand up."

Wang Biao lay motionless on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he had really fainted from the pain.

Seeing this, Aunt Wu narrowed her eyes, waved to a nearby child, and asked, "Sandan, do you have any pee?"

Following a crisp "Yes", Wang Biao hurriedly opened his eyes and climbed up from the ground with a grin.

It hurts, every bone in my body hurts.

Aunt Wu waved, "Come here."

Wang Biao said with a vigilant look: "What are you doing? If you have anything to say, just..."

Mo Jinchuan's eyes darkened, and without saying a word, he raised his leg and kicked him hard.

"Ouch!" Wang Biao staggered forward a few steps and only stopped when his stomach hit the edge of the table hard.

Before he could open his mouth to cry out in pain, Aunt Wu slapped him hard in the face.

At this moment, Wu Biao not only felt pain on his face, but also in his stomach. The first thing he said was "Fuck you".

Before he could say the rest of his words, Aunt Wu raised her hand and slapped him again.

After the beating, she felt it wasn't loud enough, so she looked at Song Yanxi beside her and said, "Pingchuan's wife, my hands are weak, you beat them for me, I want to hear the sound."

Wang Biao's eyes suddenly widened, "How dare you!"

Damn it, who do these bitches think they are? They all want to beat him up.

They don't even look in the mirror to see if they are worthy.

Looking at his disdainful expression, Song Yanxi shook her head at Mo Jinchuan with cold eyes.

It's just a small thing, there's no need for him to do it for you.

Song Yanxi flexed her wrist, smiled at Wang Biao, and asked, "Which side of the face do you like?"

Wang Biao was dazzled by the smile and was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't help but think in his heart that if he could get this beautiful young lady, everyone in the surrounding area who heard his name would give him a thumbs up and praise him for his promising future.

Even his short-lived father, if he knew about this in the underworld, would definitely think that he brought honor to the Wang family.

Who would dare to call him a waste in the future?

Wang Biao couldn't help but laugh out loud just thinking about it.

Seeing him smile, Song Yanxi also smiled, "If you don't choose, then I'll just do whatever I want."

Seeing this smile, Wang Biao was even more fascinated and lost his mind.

He laughed foolishly and said, "Whatever you want, whatever you want."

As he spoke, he even had the courage to reach out and hold her hand.

Mo Jinchuan looked at him coldly, his black eyes almost spitting fire.

Those pig's trotters are really an eyesore.

I should have chopped it up last night.

The villagers watching inside were also shocked by the scene. Someone suddenly asked, "Isn't Pingchuan's wife mute?"

When Wang Biao heard this, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Yes, it’s not that this young wife can’t speak.

Just as he was thinking, he was slapped in the face.

Song Yanxi used a lot of force in this palm strike. Wang Biao felt a burning sensation on his face. When he opened his mouth, something mixed with blood fell to the ground.

Someone came forward to take a look and said happily, "Pingchuan's wife looks quite thin, but her grip is quite strong. She even knocked out her back teeth."

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that this person, who looked like he could blow anyone away with a gust of wind, could be so cruel when beating someone.

Even Wang Biao, who was beaten, stared at his back teeth on the ground for a long time and couldn't recover.

Aunt Wu coughed lightly and asked, "Do you know why I hit you?"

Wang Biao clenched his fists, his voice leaking out, "Why?"

There were bursts of laughter all around.

The village chief said with an ugly face: "Aren't you ashamed? Go home quickly."

Wang Biao spat out a mouthful of blood foam on the ground and said fiercely, "If I don't make things clear today, this matter will not be over!"

Everyone had seen him act foolishly, and now that he was serious, no one dared to make fun of him anymore.

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

Wang Biao has lost both his parents, and he has no wife or children at home. He is the kind of person who can feed the whole family with just one meal.

On the other hand, they all have elderly parents and young children to support. If he really rushes up and wants to fight them to the death, who wouldn’t be afraid?

The village chief was about to say something but was stopped by his wife.

Aunt Wu covered her chest with her hands, and was very angry at Wang Biao's calm and unconcerned look.

Song Yanxi hurriedly patted her back and said softly, "Calm down. It's not worth ruining your health for this kind of person's anger."

Wang Biao was even more furious when he heard this.

He said viciously, "If you can't explain yourself today, we'll meet at the county government office!"

Aunt Wu's face darkened. She grabbed the tea bowl on the table and threw it at him, cursing, "You bastard, you still have the nerve to report this to the police? Let alone the Pingchuan couple beating you up, even if they beat you to death, you deserve it."

She asked angrily, "Tell me yourself, you drank two mouthfuls of cat urine last night, and what were you talking about at the village entrance?"