Just as Qian Xiaojun and Qian Xiaomei were about to beat Song Qingqing to death, no one noticed that there was a blurry pattern on Song Qingqing's neck, appearing and disappearing.
Then, Song Qingqing suddenly screamed, "Ah..."
An invisible heat emanated from her and instantly sent Song Meihua and her two children flying.
At the same time, the tiger trap on her foot suddenly broke, and Song Qingqing, who had just been beaten and unable to fight back, suddenly stood up.
When she raised her face, her normally clear black and white phoenix eyes were veiled in red, making her both eerie and beautiful.
After a short while, it returned to its original color.
Having witnessed what had just happened, Song Meihua was so frightened that she lost control of her bladder on the spot.
However, this was not what frightened her the most. What frightened her the most was that the other person was walking slowly towards her with a face covered in dog blood.
The silent footsteps felt like they were stomping on her heart, forcing her into a corner against the balcony wall. "Monster, you monster, don't come any closer, don't come any closer!"
But Song Qingqing wouldn't listen to her at this moment, and continued to approach her.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she knew she wanted revenge; she wanted to repay the other person tenfold for everything they had done to her.
When she got to Song Meihua, she first stomped on her calf and broke it, then gave her the Eighteen Forms of the Dog-Beating Stick Technique.
"ah……"
A piercing scream echoed through the air above the residential area, never ceasing.
Many residents of the community started shouting and cursing.
Song Qingqing didn't care and continued to beat up Song Meihua.
When Qian Xiaojun and Qian Xiaomei woke up groggily, they were horrified to see their mother being punched and kicked by Song Qingqing.
But before long, the fear was completely dispelled by the hidden rage within him.
The two siblings got up from the ground at the same time, one grabbing a shovel and the other a broom, and charged at Song Qingqing from behind.
"Go to hell! You filthy piece of trash."
"Die, you shameless slut who's ridden by ten thousand men."
Qian Xiaojun and Qian Xiaomei are indeed siblings; even their shouts are synchronized.
They were full of momentum, their faces were all ferocious, and they wanted to kill Song Qingqing.
However, they overestimated their own fighting strength and underestimated Song Qingqing at this moment.
So, when they brandished their weapons menacingly, trying to knock Song Qingqing down...
But in the next instant, Song Qing swept him away with her stick, sending him flying and crashing into the wall before he fell to the ground like a lump of soft flesh.
"Xiao Jun, Xiao Mei. You filthy slut, I'll kill you."
Song Meihua, who had just been howling on the ground, saw that her children had been knocked unconscious by Song Qingqing with a stick, and immediately crawled towards Song Qingqing.
As she stood up, she didn't forget to grab the vase next to her and throw it at the other person's head.
Unfortunately, no matter how the mother and her two children confronted Song Qingqing head-on or in a confrontational manner, the outcome for them was always the same: "courting death."
After a loud bang, Song Meihua landed next to her son and daughter, and the family was reunited.
"A family should be together all the time."
I saw the mother and her two children lying neatly against a wall.
Song Qingqing stepped forward and kicked Song Meihua twice more, forcing her to put her illicit hand back on her body.
Hiding through the crack in the door, Song Qingyi witnessed the entire process and was terrified.
She covered her mouth tightly, afraid of making a sound and attracting the attention of her terrifying younger sister.
However, her heavy breathing still caught the other person's attention in the quiet room.
"Oh, it's my dear older sister! Do you want to join them and become one of them too?"
After saying that, Song Qingqing revealed a bloodthirsty smile, then turned around and walked towards Song Qingyi.
"No, no, I'm your older sister, I'm your older sister. Qingqing, you can't do this to me."
Seeing the demon suddenly walking towards her, Song Qingyi was terrified. She quickly blurted out this sentence and turned around to slam the door shut.
After being turned away, Song Qingqing lost interest and went to the bathroom to wash up and go to bed.
As for Song Meihua and her two children, we don't need to worry about them.
Because their vitality is very strong, Song Qingqing remembered that they lived much longer than her.
After a good night's sleep, Song Qingqing found her house empty the next morning.
She didn't pay any attention, washed up, ate breakfast, and headed to the station.
However, at the station entrance, she encountered a boy and was immediately stunned.
The man had rosy lips and white teeth, a tall and slender figure, and a clean aura.
He was none other than Tang Mingcheng, the first boy Song Qingqing had a crush on in her previous life.
"Mingcheng?" After thirteen years, seeing Tang Mingcheng again, she was surprisingly calm.
"Qingqing? What are you doing here?" Tang Mingcheng came out of the station. He had just returned from his grandmother's house and was carrying a large suitcase.
"I have some business to attend to in the city," Song replied with a gentle smile, her expression calm and composed.
Tang Mingcheng felt that she seemed a little different, but before he could figure it out, he was met with her smiling face, and his mind went blank. His eyes kept darting around, not daring to look at her, but he would always steal glances at her from time to time.
Two blushes quickly appeared on that clean little face. "Oh!"
Young boys and girls facing each other, smiling gently, what a beautiful scene!
Old Wang in the car watched with great interest, and even sighed to himself, "It's so good to be young."
But just as he finished sighing, he felt the temperature inside the car suddenly drop, and the sweltering heat of July made him feel as if winter was creeping in.
I rubbed my arms, not understanding why, but the temperature dropped again.
Now, he had no choice but to turn around and look inside the car, only to be drawn to his boss's face, which was as dark as could be.
Following his gaze, they saw the eye-catching young couple at the station entrance.
The boy was now trembling as he helped the girl remove a blade of grass from her hair.
She turned around and looked at her boss with a puzzled expression, only to find that his gaze was still fixed on the young couple.
Old Wang immediately looked away, wondering what was going on.
Or is it just my imagination?
Could it be that his boss has feelings for this shameless girl?
That can't be!
Their boss has been celibate for over twenty years and has always hated women getting close to him.
How could he suddenly blossom and have feelings for that shameless girl?
That's absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible.
I was shaking my head vigorously when the boss suddenly called out, "Drive!"
Hearing those two cold, piercing voices, Old Wang snapped back to reality, started his car, and drove away.
But before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Song Qingqing and the others.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that they had separated.
But after breathing a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but laugh.
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