Song Kexing spent two days in the space in a carefree manner.
After being cool and carefree, it's time to go out and fight.
After leaving the space, the real time remained at the next second when she entered the space.
Song Kexing took off his tattered clothes and changed into another set of clothes.
White shorts, black trousers, black cloth shoes.
The blood on her face and body was washed clean, leaving only the sallow makeup and the horrible crack scar at the corner of her mouth, as well as her short hair that looked like it had been bitten by a dog.
Soon, the image of a troubled and disfigured girl from the 1970s emerged.
Bored, Song Kexing picked up the original owner's book and started reading.
These books are high school study materials, and Song Kexing is quite curious.
After watching for about an hour, there was a knock on the door.
Stepmother He Ling's voice came: "Kexing, the meal is ready, come out and eat."
Song Kexing put down the book, straightened his clothes, and walked out.
Just in the living room, a mocking voice with a duck voice sounded:
"Hahaha, how could you be beaten like this? You are such an ugly freak, so disgusting!"
땢꿵's 13-year-old half brother Song Fubao was laughing unscrupulously.
Song Xiao and stepmother He Ling next to them were indifferent, and it seemed that they were used to it.
Song Kexing smiled slightly, picked up a plate on the table and smashed it over.
The plate was filled with vegetables, which were poured all over Song Fubao's head.
Piled on top of the mountain, it looks green.
"Ahhh! You bitch, how dare you hit me?!"
Song Fubao was so angry that his eyes were wide open.
He quickly picked up the broom in the corner and hit Song Kexing on the head.
Although Song Fubao is only 13 years old, he is tall and strong, and has a strong personality.
If this stick hits him hard, his head will definitely bleed.
Song Xiao and her stepmother didn't move, and there was even a hint of relief on their faces.
Song 꿵: You deserve it. Whoever challenges my patience again and again as this rebellious girl should be severely beaten.
Stepmother: My son is very angry and I can’t stop him. Just let him calm down after beating him.
Such a similar scene has been played out countless times in this family.
It was amidst this day-to-day humiliation that the light in the original owner's eyes dimmed little by little.
Now, those gray eyes have regained their vitality and are surprisingly bright.
For the first time, the owner of the eyes began to resist.
Song Kexing grabbed the broom that was hitting him and pulled it hard!
Song Fubao couldn't stand steadily for a moment.
The big face was drooping, and he fell forward, biting the ground like a dog chewing mud.
"Ouch!"
"Fubao!"
"Fuck the baby!"
Song 꿵 and her stepmother immediately ran over screaming.
However, before they could get close, a broom swept across in front of them.
Song Xiao glared at him: "Song Kexing, are you crazy? What are you going to do? Do you still want to beat us up?!"
"Congratulations, you guessed it right!"
Song Kexing said with a smile, and hit him on the head with the broom in his hand.
Song 꿵 angrily yelled "rebellious girl" and subconsciously used his arms to block.
The next second, a piercing pain came from the arm.
“Ahhhh!”
That blow of the stick actually broke 놛's arm!
"Chengye! Boss, are you okay?"
The stepmother yelled anxiously, then turned to look at Song Kexing angrily:
"Song Kexing, what the hell are you doing? Why did you even hit your own father? Are you still a human being?!"
Song Kexing was too lazy to talk nonsense with her and waved the broom.
A heavy blow hit her on the back.
"Ah!" The stepmother screamed miserably and fell to her knees.
"Song Kexing, you dare to hit your mother, you are looking for death!!"
Song 꿵's eyes were bloodshot, and he swung his other intact arm to attack.
Song Fubao also climbed up from the bed and rushed over with his fists waved.
It was all an accident just now. We just can't believe that two men can't deal with her alone!
But soon, the two miscalculated.
I don't know how Song Kexing did it.
He is usually timid and cowardly, but today he seemed like a ghost, playing with the broom making a whirring sound.
They didn't even touch a hair on her, but she was beaten all over, with blood all over her face and body.
For the first time, Song Xiao felt fear for his daughter, but he still managed to shout:
"You are such a rebellious girl, you are crazy, get out of the Song family, I, Song Chengye, don't have a daughter like you!"
"I, Song Kexing, don't have a beastly parent like you. I won't leave. What can you do to me?"
Song Kexing beat 놛꺗 violently with an expressionless face.
Song Fubao and his stepmother He Ling wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Song Kexing kicked them back.
When a family is beaten, they must be in order.
Everyone was screaming from the beating, with snot, tears, and blood mixed together. The scene was extremely hilarious.
The fight lasted for almost 30 minutes before Song Kexing stopped.
The family of three lay paralyzed like mud, with only their mouths and eyes able to move.
Those pairs of eyes stared at Song Kexing fiercely, as if they wanted to cut her into pieces and peel off her bones and skin.
"Keep glaring at me like that, or I'll poke your eyes out~"
Song Kexing said this with a wry smile.
Song 꿵 and others shuddered all over and immediately lowered their heads.
"I exercised a bit and I'm a little hungry. Let's eat."
Song Kexing sat at the dining table and began to enjoy her dinner leisurely.
When she was beating someone just now, she deliberately avoided the dining table.
Except for the plate of greens that Song Fubao had just placed on his plate, the other dishes were not affected.
Although the dish is a little cold, it still tastes good and it would be a waste not to eat it.
[Master, you were so awesome just now, but you were a little too brutal...]
The balls that hadn't bubbled up all this time suddenly started talking to her in her mind.
Song Kexing raised her eyebrows. Compared to the beating she used this afternoon, the means she used tonight were already light enough.
There's no rush anyway, it's more fun to torture slowly.
Song Kexing: [Wan Zi, you are too timid. You have to get used to it. This may be my daily routine in the future. 】
If you stay in a mental hospital for too long, you'll go crazy.
She has been restrained enough.
If it were modern times, she would probably have already started planning how to dismember the people in front of her.
Maru: [Okay... sir, just take it easy. I’m worried that something might happen to you. 】
Song Kexing curled her lips: [Don't worry, I have an amulet. 】
I still have the certificate of mental illness in my pocket.
After Song Kexing finished his meal, 눓껗's men still did not move, and they were probably seriously injured.
Song Kexing looked down at them with an extremely cold voice:
"I'll give you three minutes to get back to your basement, or I'll go crazy and beat you up."
As soon as the words fell.
The few people lying on the floor pretending to be dead immediately started to move frantically towards the basement as if they had been injected with hormones.
The scumbag stepmother who was once so arrogant in front of the original owner.
At this moment, he is like a dead dog, crawling on the ground, looking ridiculous in such a miserable state...
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