"ah!!!"
A woman in her forties ran over in panic, shouting, "Lao Sha, there's someone being a hooligan in the restroom!"
After saying that, she ignored her manners and hid in the arms of the man who was nearly fifty years old. "I was scared to death just now. That gangster had no clothes on and only a pair of shorts. If I hadn't run fast, I would... wuwuwu..."
The woman was trembling all over. As the county magistrate's lover, she was respected wherever she went. This was the first time she had encountered such a disgusting thing.
County Magistrate Sha was furious. Someone actually behaved like a hooligan towards his wife right under his nose. How arrogant!
He said in a deep voice: "Let's go, I'll go see which bastard dares to act like a hooligan!"
Everyone was also filled with anger. The women's restroom is a public place. If the county magistrate's wife had not discovered it in time, how many female compatriots would have been harmed!
The lively atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, and everyone followed the county magistrate and his wife with serious faces to the women's restroom to catch the hooligan.
The county magistrate blocked the entrance to the women's restroom and asked, "Are there any women in there? If so, please speak up!"
He shouted three times, but there was no sound from inside, so he immediately broke in.
The small toilet was immediately packed with people. There wasn't a single female comrade in the room, probably because they were all scared away. There was only a pale body in red shorts.
It was hard to tell who he was, as his entire face was pressed against the ground.
County Magistrate Sha groaned and pointed at the young man beside him, "Turn his face over. I want to see who this scoundrel is."
The young man turned the man over like a pancake. When everyone looked closely, they saw that the man lying on the ground was none other than Wen Maocai, the director of the textile factory.
County Magistrate Sha's chest swelled with anger. "What the hell is Wen Mao doing?"
When Yang Shuyun saw that it was her husband who couldn't control his lower body, she was furious and rolled up her sleeves to give Wen Maocai a good beating.
She beat him so fiercely that Wen Mao woke up in pain. His whole face was swollen like a pig's head.
His eyes were swollen so much that he could only half-close them. He saw that his wife had lost half her weight. He covered his head and said aggrievedly, "Wife, why did you hit me?"
He looked at the huge crowd in surprise. The county magistrate, who was at the head of the crowd, wanted to eat him up. All the people looked at him with contempt.
"You still have the nerve to ask?"
Yang Shuyun sat on Wen Maocai's stomach. The latter was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and felt like even his shit was squeezed out.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Yang Shuyun continued her brutal violence, and the whole space was filled with the sound of fists rubbing against flesh. She hit harder and harder, and every piece of good flesh on Wen Maocai's body was eaten away.
No one dared to persuade her, after all, Yang Shuyun was notorious for her violence.
Wen Maocai had no choice but to crawl to the feet of County Magistrate Sha, "County... County Magistrate, help... help me, I'm... going to be beaten to death!"
County Magistrate Sha didn't want to get involved at first, but fortunately his wife was fine, and it would be a bit bad for him as a county magistrate to ignore it.
"Comrade Yang, Wen Maocai made a mistake and you should discipline him properly. Hitting people is wrong!"
Humph, just watch, Wen Maocai’s good days are over!
Yang Shuyun was fat and was now panting from exhaustion, her high chest rising and falling violently.
"This is so shameful! County Magistrate, please do me justice! I want to divorce this bastard!"
As she said this, she kicked Wen Maocai hard, and the latter was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
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