Jiang Xile was an eighth-level dual-ability powerhouse in the apocalypse, known as the Queen of Dual Elements. After struggling for several years in the apocalypse, she unexpectedly encountered a c...
"Damn it, it's almost dark, why hasn't that woman come out yet!"
"Damn it, why is this mosquito biting me again!"
Zhao Dagou had been hiding in the bushes for quite a while, but he hadn't seen a trace of Jiang Xile.
Meanwhile, Xiao Chengyi, who was planning to teach Zhao Dagou a lesson, had already returned home openly.
As night deepened, Zhao Dagou, unable to wait for Jiang Xile any longer, had no choice but to return home disappointed, muttering curses all the way.
The nights in the countryside are always exceptionally quiet, and at this time, even dogs are rarely kept as pets in the village.
The chirping of crickets in the grass and the sounds of insects in the mountains and forests are amplified infinitely by the night sky.
Zhao Dagou was so engrossed in venting his emotions that he completely failed to notice the figure getting closer and closer behind him.
Although Xiao Chengyi wanted to teach Zhao Dagou a lesson, he didn't forget his own identity. He certainly didn't want to do it openly, but he could still sneakily beat Zhao Dagou up.
A sack fell from the sky and landed right on Zhao Dagou's head. At that moment, Xiao Chengyi took out a rag he had prepared and stuffed it into Zhao Dagou's mouth.
"Mmm...mmm..."
The sudden turn of events startled Zhao Dagou, who then realized he had been ambushed.
He struggled to get out of the sack, but Xiao Chengyi wouldn't let him succeed.
Kicking with his feet is obviously not an option. Although he can walk now, he absolutely cannot exert too much force, otherwise the wound will reopen and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Xiao Chengyi swung his fist and smashed it repeatedly, leaving Zhao Dagou with a bruised and swollen face, howling in pain.
They said it was epilepsy, but it was just a fake story they staged to extort money from people. Otherwise, why hasn't Zhao Dagou had any accidents all these years?
"Waaaaah...waaaah..."
Zhao Dagou, who had been beaten, wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was still stuffed with something, so he couldn't shout out. He only stopped when Xiao Chengyi had vented his emotions.
To make sure Zhao Dagou remembered it well, Xiao Chengyi didn't hold back at all.
"I'm warning you, stay away from Jiang Xile from now on. She's not someone you can covet. If I find out you're plotting against her again, I'll carry you up the mountain."
Do you think the wolves, bears, or even tigers in the mountains would enjoy eating you, their fresh prey?
The cold dagger slid across Zhao Dagou's neck, and he felt a chill to the bone.
"Splash...."
The spineless Zhao Dagou was so scared he wet himself!
Xiao Chengyi frowned, his eyes full of disgust, and he didn't want to touch him again.
"Remember this lesson. If there's a next time, I won't let you off so easily. And your old mother, if she wants to cheat, she can go and cause trouble for Jiang Xile."
Then I'll send you and your daughter up the mountain together. Don't blame me for not warning you then!
"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."
Unable to speak, Zhao Dagou could only nod and sob; it was truly terrifying.
He just wanted to find a rich and beautiful wife, how did he end up provoking such a terrifying demon?
After achieving his goal, Xiao Chengyi left quietly. It took Zhao Dagou, who was lying on the ground, a while to react. He quietly lifted the sack and pulled the rag out of his mouth.
"Ptooey, ptooey... Ouch..."
The moment he moved his mouth, it aggravated the injury on his face. Zhao Dagou winced in pain and, taking advantage of the moonlight, hurriedly limped home.
When Zhou Pandi saw that her son hadn't come back so late, she assumed he had succeeded. She was humming a little tune as she sat in the house waiting for him to return.
With a loud bang, Zhao Dagou pushed open the door.
"mother...."
Zhou Pandi was startled. After calming down, she looked over and immediately noticed the marks on her son's face.
"My God! Son, what happened to you? Did that little bitch Jiang Xile beat you up like this? How dare she lay a hand on you!"
"mother...."
Now, whenever Zhao Dagou hears Jiang Xile's name, he can think of that cold dagger, and the fear of that cold iron cutting through his skin makes him involuntarily flinch.
"Mother... I don't want Jiang Xile as my daughter-in-law anymore. Please don't mention her again!"
"Son, what exactly happened? Who hit you? I'll get justice for you. I'll make sure they're bankrupt, or I'll curse them to death!"
"Mother, let's not talk about this anymore. The other party came for Jiang Xile. I don't know how he found out about our plans."
He even threatened me, saying that if we ever tried anything with Jiang Xile again, he'd tie us up and take us to the mountains to be eaten by wolves!
"Did the person who hit you say that? Can you tell who he is?"
Zhao Dagou shook his head.
"I couldn't tell who he was. He was speaking in a low voice, but I knew he was very strong and it must be a man."
"That bitch Jiang Xile, she's been flirting with other men and causing my son to suffer this undeserved misfortune. No, I can't swallow this! I'm going to find Jiang Xile right now!"
Zhao Dagou grabbed his mother, who was about to rush out. He didn't want to be wolf food; he knew the other party wasn't just trying to scare him.
"Mother, you absolutely can't go! We don't even know who he is. What if we anger him and he really attacks us? Your son can't beat him!"
"Look at you, all that big for nothing!"
Zhou Pandi was furious. She didn't get her daughter-in-law, and her son even got beaten up. What kind of situation was this?
"Mother, please stop talking now. My body is in a lot of pain. Please boil some water for me and find me some clothes."
Speaking of clothes, Zhou Pandi then noticed that her son was covered in mud and dirt. When she went over to ask, a strong smell of urine hit her.
"He peed on you? That's outrageous!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Dagou's bruised face turned bright red, and he stammered, refusing to speak.
"Son, what's wrong? Why is your face so red? Did you hurt your brain?"
Zhou Pandi disregarded everything else and hurriedly reached out to feel Zhao Dagou's forehead.
"Mom, I'm fine. He didn't splash... he didn't splash me... it was me... it was myself..."
Zhou Pandi understood everything when she saw this; it turned out her son had wet himself from fright.
"Cough cough..."
After coughing awkwardly twice, Zhou Pandi quickly changed the subject, after all, her son also had his pride.
"Alright, I don't care about anything else. You wait here, I'll go find you some clothes and then boil some water!"
Zhou Pandi hurriedly ran to the wardrobe, took out a set of clean clothes, and placed them on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).
"I'm going to the kitchen. You can take your clothes off first!"
"Um!"