As she spoke, Song Qingqing took out a purchase order from her pocket, which clearly showed the date, quantity, and date of her purchase.
Many curious people went up to take a look, confirmed the truth, and all believed Song Qingqing.
Turning around to look at Song Meihua and her husband, he saw that Song Meihua was already in a panic and was hiding behind Qian Jianye.
That "protesting too much" look—it goes without saying—means Song Meihua is lying again.
They're so infuriating!
The Song Meihua family is truly infuriating.
It was like this last time, and it's like this again.
They actually thought they genuinely wanted to correct their mistakes and become good people again.
As a result, Song Meihua and her husband treated them like monkeys again.
They still wanted them to forgive their mistake and believe that they had only acted on impulse when they hit Song Qingqing.
The result was that he stole Song Qingqing's things to pretend to be a good person.
Do they really think they're blind and deaf?
"I'll smash you liars to death! You even tricked me into speaking up for you! You vicious woman, you were just using other people's things to make us feel good."
"Pah! Do you think we care?" A hot-tempered middle-aged woman said, throwing the water in her hand at Song Meihua's face, hitting her round face.
A scream of pain escaped Song Meihua's lips, followed by someone throwing water at her.
Although it wasn't a lot, it was enough for Song Meihua, who had been so smug just moments before, to have a pot of wine.
Upon seeing this, Qian Jianye immediately shouted, "Stop!" and then tightly shielded Song Meihua behind him.
Seeing that Qian Jianye was a large, burly, and imposing man, everyone stepped aside to watch the show unfold.
With no residents causing trouble, things have finally gotten peaceful.
Qian Jianye turned his head and walked step by step toward Song Qingqing, a storm brewing. "Song Qingqing, you're quite something, daring to have someone cripple my hands. Today I'm going to cripple your legs and hands, making you crawl like a maggot."
As expected of Qian Xiaojun's father, his words were no better than Song Meihua's.
However, what do you mean she had someone cripple his hand?
She clearly hasn't had a chance to retaliate yet.
How did it come to this? She had his hand crippled?
This is really baffling. "I was looking for revenge after you attacked me from behind last time. As for your hand, I really didn't do it."
Unfortunately, Qian Jianye didn't believe her. "You dare to do it but not admit it? You're not fit to be a human being. You might as well be a maggot crawling around all day!"
Song Qingqing laughed angrily, "Is that so? Then let's see who makes whom a maggot that can only wriggle."
After saying that, Song gently pulled out the iron rod and attacked.
Qian Jianye still thought Song Qingqing was the same pitiful girl who could only tremble under his fists, the same girl who could only endure his beatings and scoldings all these years.
He thought that even though he had lost one hand, his other hand would be enough to deal with Song Qingqing.
However, to his surprise, the way the other party wielded the iron rod was quite impressive.
But so what? A weak crawler is just a crawler; it's not even worth a second glance in his eyes.
Thinking of this, Qian Jianye raised his left hand and gently blocked the opponent's attack.
Unexpectedly, the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his arm.
Then, before he could react, the opponent's second and third blows rained down on him like a storm.
He single-handedly withstood the attacks with his head guard.
After a long while, he finally found a chance to catch his breath, and with a swing of his arm, he tried to split Song Qingqing in two.
But Song Qingqing simply bent over and spun around to dodge the attack. Then she increased her speed, grabbed the iron rod, and unleashed a flurry of powerful maneuvers.
Before long, she had beaten Qian Jianye, who only had one hand, so badly that he was unable to fight back.
However, Song Qingqing overlooked one thing: Song Meihua was still present.
When she saw that Song Qingqing was actually beating Qian Jianye, she was afraid that Qian Jianye would lose, so she grabbed the water around her and started throwing and smashing it.
Caught off guard, Song Qingqing was hit and swayed several times. Qian Jianye seized the opportunity and swung his fist at Song Qingqing's face.
When Song Qingqing saw this, she tried to dodge, but it seemed she couldn't. Just as she was getting anxious and thinking about how to avoid the fist,
She noticed that the temperature around her had suddenly changed; the cool evening air felt like midday when it was over 30 degrees Celsius. And the fist she had been staring at was suddenly pulled back.
"It's so hot, so hot!" Qian Jianye exclaimed, clutching his arms. The temperature returned to normal in the next instant.
But Song Qingqing seized the opportunity, raised her arm and kicked out, instantly sending Qian Jianye flying.
Qian Jianye, who was sent flying backwards, was now questioning the meaning of life.
He seemed to be on the verge of success, but suddenly, he felt his hands were burning hot.
It was as if it had been roasted in a fire.
With a loud thud, his body crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, but before he could get up...
Countless shoe soles came at him, leaving him no chance to fight back.
"You filthy slut, you stinking slut, stop it! Stop it! He's your uncle!" Song Meihua shouted, and tried to throw something at Song Qingqing.
But having learned her lesson, Song Qingqing wouldn't let her succeed.
While dodging left and right, he didn't forget to punch and kick Qian Jianye. In the end, he even crippled one of Qian Jianye's hands and both legs, successfully getting him into the severe disability federation.
"Ah!" A deafening scream startled the residents hiding to the side, who all stared wide-eyed in shock.
They never expected that Song Qingqing would actually cripple Qian Jianye's hands and feet.
Although Qian Jianye was indeed wrong, bullying the weak and oppressing the strong.
However, Song Qingqing's approach was still not accepted by these people.
But given her fighting prowess, he could only keep it to himself for now.
When I get home, I'll pour some water for my family.
Song Qingqing had no interest in the residents' thoughts. Right now, she was looking at her uncle, who was lying on the ground writhing in pain, and offered her congratulations, "Congratulations, Uncle, on finally realizing your dream and gloriously becoming a wriggling maggot. Congratulations!"
Upon hearing this, Song Meihua screamed, "Ah! I'm going to kill you, you filthy slut! I'm going to kill you!"
How dare you lay such a cruel hand on Jianye? I'll beat you to death!
Seeing her husband, who had always sheltered her from the wind and rain, crippled by Song Qingqing.
Song Meihua was so angry that her fat body trembled, and her small, beady eyes flashed with a terrifying ferocity.
Looking around, he picked up a large rock and rushed towards Song Qingqing.
Upon seeing this, the latter raised an eyebrow. "So, he's allowed to turn me into a maggot, but I can't turn him into a maggot?"
What kind of logic is that?
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