"Ouch! Ouch! Let go of me, you brat!"

Jiang Shengli was surprised to find himself so easily subdued and immediately shouted in frustration.

Rolling her eyes at the useless man in front of her, Jiang Xile asked as if teasing a puppy:

"Who are you calling a brat?"

"I'm talking to you, you brat!"

"Oh my, I never expected this! So Jiang Shengli, you're actually a brat!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shengli realized what he had just said and immediately flew into a rage, launching into a tirade of profanities:

"You shameless slut, let go of me right now, or I'll make you regret it!"

Jiang Xile gave a cold laugh.

"Ha, you're still so arrogant even when you're being controlled. I think you really don't know what pain is!"

She increased the pressure in her hand and kicked him in the leg, forcing him to his knees.

"ah!"

Jiang Shengli's screams immediately brought Zhang Guilian, who was cooking in the kitchen, to her aid.

Seeing her son kneeling on the ground, pinned to the ground by Jiang Xile, with a pained expression on his face, Zhang Guilian immediately shouted:

"Jiang Xile, what are you doing? This is your older brother! Let go of him right now!"

"Ha, my older brother? I don't have such a lazy, good-for-nothing ingrate as my older brother!"

"you...."

Hearing Jiang Xile say such things about her son, Zhang Guilian was furious, but she couldn't refute it because what Jiang Xile said was true!

"What? Don't think you didn't hear what you two were saying just because you were sleeping in the house. Jiang Ping'an is easy to bully, and Jiang Wanmin is easy to fool, but I'm not someone to mess with!"

After Jiang Xile finished speaking, she forcefully swung Jiang Shengli forward, and Jiang Shengli fell to the ground.

Having been hit by a little girl, Jiang Shengli was not about to swallow his anger. He immediately got up from the ground and rushed towards Jiang Xile again.

Jiang Shengli clenched his fists tightly, his ferocious expression suggesting he wanted to beat Jiang Xile to death.

Although he no longer possessed lightning-based superpowers, Jiang Xile still had some skills after years of struggling in the apocalypse.

In addition, she is now incredibly strong, so Jiang Shengli is no match for her at all.

Before Zhang Guilian could stop them, the two were already fighting—or rather, Jiang Xile was unilaterally beating Jiang Shengli.

Every punch landed with a thud, the force of the blows was powerful, and the fight was incredibly satisfying, as if the original owner had vented all the anger he had suffered at home.

"Ouch! Ouch! Mom, help! Help!"

Before long, Jiang Shengli began to call for help. He never expected that the little girl he used to bully would become so strong overnight.

Seeing her son being beaten, Zhang Guilian was frantic. She wanted to rush over herself, but was afraid of Jiang Xile's fists, so she could only shout from the sidelines:

"Jiang Xile, you can't hit people! Let go of your older brother right now, or I'll call the police!"

Knowing that Zhang Guilian was just trying to scare her, Jiang Xile didn't take it seriously at all.

"Go ahead and report it to the police. We'll settle all the old and new scores together. I'm all in the game, so report whatever you want!"

"you..."

Zhang Guilian didn't want to see her son get beaten, but she couldn't report it to the police, so she could only stand by and shed tears.

When Jiang Wanmin returned, he witnessed this scene: Jiang Shengli was being beaten by Jiang Xile, while Zhang Guilian cried on the side. The situation between the mother and son was quite tragic.

Although he had already beaten Jiang Shengli before, he did not expect that Jiang Xile would beat him even more severely this time.

Seeing his stepson's head already swollen like a pig's head, Jiang Wanmin quickly shouted:

"Stop! Don't fight anymore! Someone will die if you keep fighting!"

Having vented his anger, Jiang Xile no longer intended to kill the man, so he simply stopped, following Jiang Wanmin's advice.

Jiang Xile let go, and Jiang Shengli fell to the ground like a dead dog.

"Victory! My son! Wake up! If anything happens to you, I won't live anymore!"

When Zhang Guilian saw her son being thrown to the ground, she immediately rushed over, nearly crushing Jiang Shengli to death in the process.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

"Son, how are you?"

"Mom, don't step on me!"

"Oh, oh, okay, okay!"

Zhang Guilian quickly stepped back and then carefully helped Jiang Shengli up.

"Son, Mom will help you to the hospital!"

"How dramatic! I may have hit hard, but it was just some minor injuries. Why waste money going to the hospital? Shouldn't we save our money to buy jobs?"

Jiang Xile crossed her arms over her chest, leaned against the cabinet next to her, and said casually.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shengli and Zhang Guifang instantly stiffened, avoiding eye contact with Jiang Wanmin.

But Jiang Wanmin wasn't seventy or eighty years old, so he naturally heard clearly what Jiang Xile had just said.

Having lived together for several years, Jiang Wanmin immediately guessed what the mother and son were thinking from their reactions.

Who wants to buy a job? What kind of job?

"No, Dad, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant."

Zhang Guilian quickly spoke up to defend herself, not wanting to anger Jiang Wanmin.

"That's not what I meant. Then what did I mean?"

"Old Jiang, don't be angry. Xile misunderstood. Neither Shengli nor I meant it that way. We were just saying it casually."

Jiang Wanmin frowned, then looked at Jiang Xile, who was watching the show from the side.

Upon receiving Jiang Wanmin's gaze, Jiang Xile gave a sarcastic smile:

"Why are you looking at me? I was just being kind and reminding you out of the blue."

Oh, by the way, just letting you know that I'll be staying in my old room for the next few days.

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