——

"This one is the best quality, seven thousand, not a penny less."

“Your village is the dead of the world, and it took me four or five days of feeding her medicine before I could get here.”

"Don't worry, you won't die."

“If your grandson inherits her looks, then your ancestors’ graves are emitting auspicious smoke. Look at your whole family, bald, small-eyed, big-faced, and rotten-looking like pigs.”

"..."

The harsh, rough, and noisy sounds echoed in her ears. She was thrown to the ground, barely alive. With all her strength, she finally opened her eyes and saw two people. One was a fat woman with a large head and ears, white under her eyes, and a face full of pimples and blemishes.

There was also a tall, thin man with small eyes, a red birthmark, and dark bumps...

Bang the ground!

Yu Qiao's head was throbbing with pain, and the scene before her eyes kept changing between black and white. Her body swayed as if she was about to faint at any moment.

The man sneered, seemingly not recognizing her, and took advantage of the moment to kick Yu Qiao hard in the stomach.

He is very strong, ruthless, and heavy.

Yu Qiao was instantly kicked five meters away, her slender back slamming heavily against the corner of the bed. A burning pain spread throughout her body, her face turned pale with pain, and she gasped for breath. Her vision cleared instantly.

She saw the man spit at her, curse her as a "bitch," pick up his hat, put it on, and storm out the door.

"Yu Qiao, Yu Qiao, how are you? Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?" Jiang Zhujun asked in shock, her heart pounding as she got out of bed to help Yu Qiao.

A cold laugh escaped Yu Qiao's throat, and her dark eyes gradually brightened, flashing with an eerie, morbid light.

We finally met.

The pain in her back seemed to have no effect. Yu Qiao got up from the ground, her dark eyes narrowed, and she rushed out.

"Yu Qiao! Yu Qiao, where are you going! Come back!"

Behind her was Jiang Zhujun's tense and hurried voice. Yu Qiao closed the door behind her and saw the man's receding figure. She quickened her pace, her eyes sharp and dark.

A layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, trickling down her cheeks to her chin and across her neck...

My palms were sticky and sweaty.

He moved as fast as the wind.

The man entered the elevator and frantically pressed the buttons.

Yu Qiao pressed her tongue against her back teeth and quickened her pace, making the most of every second, like a blur.

But they were still a step too late.

She glanced at it, then decisively turned and ran down the stairs, like a wild beast breaking free of its restraints.

There was nothing else on my mind except three words: Catch him.

It was afternoon, and there weren't many people around. Yu Qiao's breathing became erratic, and her throat felt dry and tight, making it hard to breathe.

I rushed down to the first floor and saw the man just getting off the elevator.

She gritted her teeth and chased after him.

The man noticed her, cursed under his breath, and hurriedly quickened his pace to get away. After all, this was a hospital, and he dared not make another move for fear of causing a commotion, so he could only run.

Yu Qiao relentlessly pursued him, clutching her aching abdomen, her eyes flashing with even more shrewdness.

The man got into the car, and she got into the car too.

After winding and turning, we arrived at the slums of City A.

Yu Qiao dropped the money and rushed out, squinting as she surveyed the area; she was very familiar with it.

That was the first time she had set foot in City A. She had no money and could only stay in this place.

The man had just gone in through the middle of the alley.

Yu Qiao's fingers twitched slightly, then she stepped inside.

The man seemed to be waiting for her on purpose. Whenever she fell far behind, he would slow down until they were close together, and then speed up again.

Yu Qiao's lips curled into a cold smile, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

The cunning and treacherous ren\/\/\/fan\/\/\/zi.

Let's play along then.

"Ah..." Yu Qiao pretended to fall to the ground, clutching her ankle and crying out in pain. She softened her voice and exclaimed, "It hurts so much..."

Sure enough, the man immediately stopped and his small, cloudy eyes darted around twice.

The alley was full of potholes and mud, dilapidated and in ruins. There were bloodstains on one wall that couldn't be washed off. Even if something happened here, it was common in the slums, and no one would be a hero or even join in.

When life gets really bad, watching others suffer is the greatest pleasure for these people.

Zhuang Yaozu took off his mask, revealing his coarse and ugly face with a large mouth, resembling the slit-mouthed woman from a country where people live a comfortable life.

With a pointed chin, sunken cheeks devoid of flesh, and murky eyes that revealed filth, he wore old cloth shoes and stepped into a black and yellow puddle, approaching Yu Qiao.

Yu Qiao's long, thick eyelashes drooped down, obscuring the sharp, cold glint in her eyes. Her slender fingers gripped her ankles, her back was slightly hunched, revealing a section of her fair neck.

"You've got quite a temper. I bumped into you, and you actually chased me all the way here." Zhuang Yaozu stared at Yu Qiao with a sinister look, licked his lips, and chuckled twice. "But that's fine too. I haven't been with a woman in a long time."

Yu Qiao's lips curled into a cold smile. Suddenly, her eyelashes trembled and she lifted her head. Her pale face looked helpless and frightened. She shrank her neck and looked innocent and weak: "Uncle, what... what do you want to do? I'm scared."

"Little sister, don't be afraid. Judging from your appearance, you're only in your early twenties, right? Have you slept with a man before?"

"There shouldn't be any."

"Let your uncle deflower you..."

Zhuang Yaozu's rough hand reached out to Yu Qiao.

Just then, Yu Qiao sneered, grabbed Zhuang Yaozu's wrist with her icy fingers, and yanked him hard, throwing him to the ground.

Before he could catch his breath, Yu Qiao took the opportunity to stand up, raised her foot, and kicked Zhuang Yaozu hard in the chest.

"You damn slut!" Zhuang Yaozu glared, his face contorted in pain as he grabbed Yu Qiao's ankle.

He tried desperately to shake her off, but to his shock, Yu Qiao didn't budge an inch!

Zhuang Yaozu was dumbfounded: "Damn, you're a woman and you're this strong?!"

"Aww—"

Yu Qiao glanced at him expressionlessly, then stood directly on his chest and kicked him dozens of times with her other foot. The sound of breaking ribs rang out, and Zhuang Yaozu spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

"Stop kicking, damn it..." Zhuang Yaozu grimaced as he wiped the bloodstains from his liver-colored lips, trembling with pain and utterly powerless to fight back.

"It hurts already?"

Yu Qiao murmured softly, her dark eyes fixed on Zhuang Yaozu with a sinister look. She took a step, squatted down, and her cold fingers gripped Zhuang Yaozu's hair tightly.

They forcefully pulled him to his feet and slammed his head against the wall.

Zhuang Yaozu, his face covered in blood, finally became frightened and began to beg for mercy: "It hurts! I apologize! I just bumped into you and kicked you, but you hit me back..."

"I've already compensated you; if this continues, someone will die..."

Zhuang Yaozu harbored deep resentment. He had been arrogant and domineering for over twenty years, always the one bullying others, but today he was being beaten by a woman.

Damn, just wait until I find an opportunity.

This woman must be sold to the most despicable thugs in the slums.

Play her to death!

Yu Qiao stopped moving, her eyes dark and fixed on him with a sinister gaze, her voice low and hoarse: "You've forgotten me?"

"What?" Zhuang Yaozu looked shocked. The moment he saw Yu Qiao's expression become even more fierce, he pleaded repeatedly, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, let me think, let me think."

Yu Qiao pressed her tongue against her back teeth, her long, white fingers gripping Zhuang Yaozu's neck tightly, the tips piercing his flesh and drawing blood.

Danfeng's eyes turned bloodshot, and a dark and violent aura emanated from his body. He spoke slowly and deliberately, through gritted teeth: "You better remember."

Zhuang Yaozu gasped in pain, his swollen, narrow eyes scrutinizing Yu Qiao intently, his brows furrowed.

Looking back on all the young women he had assaulted over the past two decades, none of them resembled the woman before him.

As for that kind of business, he hasn't done it since that incident in Reed Village!

"Could you...could you remind me?" Zhuang Yaozu pleaded in a tearful voice, shrinking his neck, "I really don't remember seeing you anywhere. We're so far apart in age, it's impossible for us to be old flames...ah!"

Yu Qiao sneered and punched Zhuang Yaozu in the eye socket. His eyeball must have been shattered, and bright red blood soaked her fist.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

The gushing blood dripped from her pale wrist onto the ground.

"Seven thousand yuan, you ruined my life!" Yu Qiao's eyes were dry, and she roared almost in despair. All the pain of the past fifteen years was like poison corroding her lungs, making her feel like she was dying.

And the culprit who kicked her into hell!

Surprisingly, he was able to forget all of this with a clear conscience.

Why?

Yu Qiao trembled uncontrollably, her fierce and bloodthirsty gaze like a sharp sword blade, piercing Zhuang Yaozu inch by inch.

Zhuang Yaozu was in so much pain that he almost fainted. Hearing her words, his doubts deepened, and a face hidden deep in his memory came to mind.

His scalp tingled.

Could this woman be the child from back then?!

He's only ever tied up one such beautiful woman.

Like selling piglets, seven thousand yuan was given to someone else.

He shook his head in horror. His left eye could no longer see clearly, and only his right eye could vaguely make out her murderous gaze.

This madman will really kill him!

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhuang Yaozu pleaded, "I remember now, you're that girl from back then, I'm sorry?"

"Back then, I took the wrong path and committed an unforgivable sin. I have felt guilty all these years, and I pray for your safety by eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist prayers every day... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Qiao forcibly broke his left hand.

Yu Qiao released Zhuang Yaozu and kicked him hard in the scrotum.

Zhuang Yaozu screamed and clutched his stomach, only to be kicked hard in the abdomen again. His legs went weak, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the ground.

"Confused?" Yu Qiao's eyes were bloodshot, her dark eyebrows furrowed as she narrowed her eyes, revealing a dark and dangerous glint: "Wake up!"

He raised his foot and kicked Zhuang Yaozu hard in the chest.

The pain from the crushing force on my heart stimulated my nerves and spread throughout my body.

Zhuang Yaozu was jolted awake by the pain.

Suddenly, a beautiful yet fierce face appeared before me.

"You can't even handle this?" A strange smile appeared on Yu Qiao's tense and sinister face, her light gray pupils turning scarlet as she looked down at Zhuang Yaozu.

Cold fingers gripped Zhuang Yaozu's hair and ripped off a piece of scalp.

Zhuang Yaozu was in so much pain that he rolled on the ground, crying and wailing.

They saw someone open the window and stick their head out to watch the commotion.

He screamed, "Help! Help!"

"This madman is going to kill me!"

Yu Qiao's smile deepened as she murmured softly, "Murder is illegal."

She approached Zhuang Yaozu step by step.

Zhuang Yaozu scrambled backward until his back hit the corner of the wall.

To him now, Yu Qiao is nothing but a demon!

"I'm so sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'll kowtow to you and apologize..."

"Where is Yuan Zhiling?" Yu Qiao squatted down to look him in the eye.

"What!?" Zhuang Yaozu was suddenly stunned.

Yu Qiao swung her fist and punched Zhuang Yaozu in the nose.

The bridge of the nose is broken.

A pool of yellow liquid leaked from Zhuang Yaozu's trousers, and a foul odor filled the air.

"I'll ask again, where is Yuan Zhiling?" Yu Qiao's lips were pressed into a straight line. The moment she recognized Zhuang Yaozu, she remembered him.

Yuan Zhiling, this man is her father, who appeared in Luwei Village half a year ago.

"I...I..." Zhuang Yaozu stammered, his bones were mostly broken, and he had lost one eye...

Yuan Zhiling, of course he knows where it is!

but!

A glint of light flashed quickly in Zhuang Yaozong's eyes.

His only bargaining chip now is Yuan Zhiling. Without Yuan Zhiling, he can't get Jiang Zhujun's money, and he might not even have the money he has left for medical treatment!

What awaited him was death!

Zhuang Yaozu harbored deep resentment.

It's been so many years, why does this brat still hold a grudge against him!

They are truly cold-blooded and heartless. They lived in Chen Baozhu's house for so long and didn't even have a trace of affection for her.

Not only did they poison Chen Baozhu, but they also killed her entire family and set fire to the entire Luwei Village!

As Zhuang Yaozu was pondering, Yu Qiao punched him in the face again.

This time, a pool of blood spurted from his mouth, and two of his blackish-yellow teeth were knocked out, rolling into the yellowish water.

Blood stained Yu Qiao's trouser legs.

She glanced down, remained silent, and a cold laugh escaped her throat: "You really know how to pick a place to vomit."

Suddenly, a voice from the depths of memory came from the side.

"You brat, I've finally found you."

Yu Qiao's pupils stopped, and she bit her lip so hard that it broke the skin and bled.

Stiffly turning her head, she saw a plump woman with a face full of acne and pockmarks—this was Chen Baozhu.

Chen Baozhu held up her phone, swiped through the video and pressed play, as she walked towards Yu Qiao.

"You brat, bark like a dog and I'll give you two bites of food."

"You mean that little slut? She's only twelve, and she's already got my sons all mesmerized. I don't know what kind of seductive schemes her parents are up to!"

"Yu Qiao, you're sixteen this year, and you've developed a really good figure."

"Let's wait until he's eighteen. Then we'll sleep with the eldest brother first, and then take turns."

"..."

Every frame of the video is filled with her heart-wrenching cries and pleas from when she was a child.

She was treated like a dog, subjected to all these orders and beatings.

The masterminds behind all of this are Zhuang Yaozu and Chen Baozhu!

"Yu Qiao, you've really grown wings, actually running all the way to City A. Didn't expect I wasn't dead?" Chen Baozhu smiled and turned off her phone, looking down at Yu Qiao.

Yu Qiao stood up expressionlessly, looking at the face that looked like a worm wriggling, her stomach churning, and she felt so nauseous that she wanted to vomit.

"I never expected this. I thought you had turned to ashes..."

"You bitch! Don't forget, I raised you!" Chen Baozhu's face froze, and she glared sharply at Yu Qiao.

Seeing her clenched fists cracking, Chen Baozhu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "My dear daughter, you're really something, managing to snag a young master from the Shen family. Is he very rich?"

"Hey! If you dare to lay a hand on me, the video I have might accidentally be sent to the young master of the Shen family?"

"It took a lot of effort for me to come to City A and meet you again. As long as Zhuang Yaozu and I don't go home, others will try every means to expose these videos."

"So you'd better behave."