Ji Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, but for a moment she was speechless.

"Xiaowen, don't lie to your father."

That's his son, how could Xuanli ignore him and not even ask him anything?

"Xiaowen, tell me, Mom and Dad can handle it."

When Xuanmu saw Ji Xiaoxiao's expression, she knew that nothing good was going to happen.

Ji Xiaoxiao bit her lip and explained the events in detail, word by word, omitting only the bloody and cruel part.

"How could this be?" Madam Xuan swayed unsteadily. "Just because she took a liking to our Xie, and Xie devoted himself to his studies and didn't accept her, she held a grudge. How could she treat our Xie like this? Is she even human? Are they even human?"

Xuanmu clutched her chest, and two streams of hot tears slid down to the ground.

Xuan's father suppressed his grief and turned his back, so only his trembling shoulders could be seen.

That night, in the small house, low sobs echoed until dawn.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to buy breakfast. What would you like to eat?"

The two elderly people didn't eat well at dinner, so they need to make up for it with sufficient nutrition at breakfast.

Unable to refuse their daughter's kindness, Xuan's parents asked for some lean meat porridge. Ji Xiaoxiao wrote it all down and, following the original owner's memories, went out with her face covered.

Not long after Ji Xiaoxiao left, an ordinary man appeared, wielding a stick and looking imposing.

"Smash it."

Bang, bang, bang! The dilapidated little door was smashed open.

"Drag the person out."

The younger brother obeyed and dragged the two old people out of the house.

The parents were old and frail and could not withstand the abuse. They were dragged and pulled on the ground by the thugs, which nearly killed them.

"Let go," Xuan's father said viciously.

"Serves you right for being so stubborn." As he spoke, a stick fell down.

"Old man!" Xuanmu turned over to block the rain of sticks falling from the ground.

A dull, stifling hatred, the resounding crack of clubs striking the ground—everything around seemed utterly inhuman.

"Alright, don't kill him." The leader, sitting on his underling's back, waved his hand casually. "Old man, are you going to pay me back or not?"

“I don’t owe you any money. Tell the person behind this that the net of heaven is vast and its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it. He has sown all sorts of evil, and one day, he will have to pay the price. He will absolutely not escape.” When Xuan’s father learned the truth, he felt even more disgusted with these accomplices.

The leader laughed loudly, his expression extremely arrogant.

"Beep beep beep..."

The boss's cell phone rang in his pocket.

"Hey, Boss Jin, hello..."

When the eldest brother answered the phone, the words "Boss Jin" that came out of his mouth caused Xuan's parents' eyes to fill with bloodshot. They bravely stood up and snatched the phone from the eldest brother's hand.

"Golden Scarface, you and your daughter will die a horrible death!" Father Xuan cursed.

"You damned bastard, you and your daughter will definitely go to hell, definitely go to hell!" Xuanmu cursed Jin Daoba repeatedly, her voice hoarse and filled with blood.

These two old geezers actually dared to curse Boss Jin.

"Get out of the way." The eldest son kicked him, and Xuan's father coughed up blood, collapsed to the ground convulsing, and then stopped moving. Xuan's mother was uneasy and crawled over to check on him; Xuan's father was dead.

Her son died tragically, her daughter was imprisoned and lived a life worse than that of pigs and dogs, and now her husband has also suffered a great calamity and returned to his hometown. The frail woman went mad. She leaped up, jumped on her eldest son, opened her mouth, and tore at him, with a bloody ear in her mouth.

Not enough, not enough. The price these beasts have paid is not enough.

The Demon Mother spat out her ear, her ten fingers like the Grim Reaper, her black, hard nails piercing one of the eldest brother's eyeballs. The eldest brother cried out in pain, angrily rebuking his underlings for not helping him. The underlings hesitated for a moment, then swarmed forward, pulling the Demon Mother down. They punched and kicked her, breaking her joints in a series of cracking sounds, ensuring the nearby residents would never forget her nightmares.

"Damn it!" the boss cursed. He had injured his ears and eyes, which made him even more intimidating, but thinking that he was also disabled, he was filled with resentment.

When Ji Xiaoxiao returned with breakfast, there were only two blood-soaked corpses on the ground.

The breakfast in her hand fell to the ground, but Ji Xiaoxiao didn't care at all. Her entire mind was focused on the mysterious father and mother of postmodern art, whose bodies were presented in strange angles and postures.

"Dad, Mom." Ji Xiaoxiao ran forward to check on them, but the two elderly people were already lifeless, their bodies were cold, and their bodies were stiff.

Ji Xiaoxiao poured out all the last remaining emotions in the original owner's heart through tears. After burying her parents in her arms, she began to "visit" each household.

"It turns out that more than one group of people were demanding money from the original owner's parents."

Ji Xiaoxiao, carrying a small, blond-haired torch, asked, "Where are they now?"

Having witnessed Ji Xiaoxiao's violence firsthand, Huang Mao Xiao Huo was deeply afraid of her. "At night, after nine o'clock, Ba Dao Ge will definitely appear at XX Bar, which is 300 meters away. There is a bar girl in the bar who has won Ba Dao Ge's heart."

"Is that so?" Ji Xiaoxiao confirmed coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes," the blond-haired young man replied repeatedly.

That was terrifying, Mom! I promise I'll study hard from now on and never get involved in gangs again.

Ji Xiaoxiao casually tossed it aside, and the blond-haired young man fell to the ground.

A week has passed since her parents were laid to rest. Thinking about it, Ji Xiaoxiao admired her own magnanimity in giving those scumbags another week to live.

With the moon high in the sky, the stars are clearly visible.

Ji Xiaoxiao calmly walked into the bar, asked the bartender, and easily found the domineering guy's private room. Ji Xiaoxiao slammed her hand on the door of the private room, and with a loud bang, the door collapsed.

"ah……."

The two people who were doing their business hurriedly picked up their clothes.

"Domineering Brother?"

A man with one eye and one ear suddenly came into Ji Xiaoxiao's view.

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