Isn't this the Han girl who suddenly appeared and bumped into Ah Chen that day?
Amo hurried over and found Achen staring at the convenience store, his expression growing increasingly cold and pained.
"Ah Chen, do you want to buy something?"
Amo asked softly, but Achen beside her still didn't answer.
She added, "There's food and drinks in the trunk, shall I get them for you?"
"Amo, stay away from me for a bit."
"What's wrong?"
"Stay away from me!"
Amo didn't know what Achen was up to or why he was suddenly acting so strangely, but she still looked around to make sure there was no danger before taking a few steps back.
For Yu Achen, although he knew the location of the school site he had just bought in the northern suburbs, he did not expect that the back gate was so close to this family's house.
If he hadn't run into that slut the day before yesterday, he wouldn't have thought of those filthy images so quickly!
Upon checking once more, Ah Chen was certain!
The small hill behind the school across the street must have been leveled before I came here in my previous life.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to go around in circles to discover that this was the place where he married into the family in his previous life.
Ah Chen wasn't nostalgic for this place; he came here simply to see the place that had given him the same tragic experience.
The Han girl a few meters away hadn't just accidentally bumped into him the day before yesterday; the key point was...
She was Mu Achen's wife in his previous life.
The person who cheated on Ah Chen—Cao Cuicui!
Cao Cuicui, who was sweeping the floor, turned around and saw Achen by the courtyard. After a moment of surprise, she arrogantly said, "Miao family man, even if I bumped into you on purpose, what can you do to me?"
"Are you attracted to my face? Let me tell you, I don't even want you."
Cao Cuicui wore bright red lipstick, dressed in a mismatched manner, and her short-sleeved shirt was covered in patches.
Ah Chen felt disgusted when he heard this!
But he didn't rush to speak. Instead, he slowly stepped forward and stopped after seeing the situation inside the convenience store.
This house was like a doghouse, filthy and chaotic.
In such a miserable state, Achen had no idea how he had survived in his previous life, or how humble he had been, living such a pathetic life for so many years.
"What are you looking at my house for? Are you trying to steal my chickens?" Cao Cuicui asked again.
Ah Chen remained silent. Just then, a scruffy-looking young man with blond hair emerged from the dirt next to the convenience store, pulling up his pants as he walked.
“Cui Niu, is this Miao boy your sweetheart? I’ve seen him standing here for ages, staring at you the whole time.”
"Zhang Huagou, what nonsense are you spouting! I don't even know him!" Cao Cuicui started with a swear word.
The blond-haired young man, Zhang Huagou, had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and his face was grime-black.
In his previous life, it was this degenerate scoundrel who secretly framed Ah Chen and even had the local thugs gang up on him.
These memories, like those in an old movie, kept flashing through Achen's mind.
Zhang Huagou came up to Cao Cuicui and, in broad daylight, groped her buttocks.
Then, between Cao Cuicui's two brooms, he jumped in front of Achen.
He circled around Ah Chen and saw that this Miao boy was dressed in black Miao clothing, with a silver necklace around his neck and a Miao knife at his waist.
Not only was the yellow-haired Zhang Huagou unafraid, he even asked, "Kid, you've got your eye on this little wench?"
"Thirty yuan, you can play for two hours!"
Ah Chen's starry eyes narrowed slightly.
Zhang Huagou pointed at the silver ring around Achen's neck, licked his lips, and said, "But if you want to sleep with her for one night, you have to wear this silver ring."
As soon as the words fell, the blond-haired Zhang Huagou actually reached out to touch Ah Chen's silver necklace.
This necklace was given to me by Amo and her mother; it's a combination of two silver necklaces.
How could Ah Chen let others touch him so easily, especially not Zhang Huagou, the brother of a murderer?
Immediately, he drew his Miao sword.
"laugh---"
"ah---"
Mu Achen's Miao sword, gleaming with a chilling light, slashed down fiercely, cutting directly from Zhang Huagou's shoulder to his chest.
Fresh blood gushed out rapidly.
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