"Can we not fight?" Jiang Shiyue shook her head, looking distressed. "It's so hot, I really don't want to move."
He said so, but his actions were not slow at all.
When women fight, they often pull hair, tear clothes and scratch their faces.
Zhang Yan rushed over and reached out to grab Jiang Shiyue's face. Jiang Shiyue didn't rush to dodge. When Zhang Yan's hand was about to reach her face, she suddenly raised her knees and legs, kicked Zhang Yan's lower abdomen hard, and kicked her out.
Zhang Cui closed the door and was about to bolt it, but when she saw her sister was in trouble, she didn't bother to bolt the door and swung the thick stick used to bolt the door at Jiang Shiyue.
"I'll beat you to death, you bitch! Why do you always ruin my plans?!"
The stick fell towards Jiang Shiyue's head.
Jiang Shiyue narrowed her eyes. He really wanted her to die!
She casually picked up a dozen white cotton gloves from the shelf beside her and threw them at Zhang Cui's eyes.
Taking advantage of the moment when her vision was blocked, he did not retreat but advanced, stepped forward, and hit Zhang Cui's chin with a hook punch. With his other hand, he grabbed Zhang Cui's wrist holding the stick, found the right position, and squeezed it gently.
"ah!"
Zhang Cui screamed twice in succession, bit her tongue, and the stick in her hand fell to the ground.
Jiang Shiyue took the opportunity to grab Zhang Cui's wrists with both hands and pulled her forward over his shoulders, then threw her to the ground with a heavy shoulder throw.
Zhang Cui let out a third wail.
Jiang Shiyue bent down to pick up the square stick used to bolt the door, then stepped on Zhang Cui's chest and looked down at her. "There are so many people who want me dead, who do you think you are?"
In her previous life, she also had a face that brought disaster to the country and the people. She was successful in her career at a young age and had more troubles than she does now.
There were clients whose wives treated her as a mistress, older men who wanted her as their lover, clients who tried to take advantage of her while drunk, people who followed her after working overtime and got off work late, and people with bad intentions who took taxis in the middle of the night.
If she didn't have some self-protection ability, she would have to be taller than a human to survive and cross the grass on the grave.
While other girls have been interested in singing, dancing and playing the piano since childhood, she has been interested in Sanda, fighting and Taekwondo.
When she first came through, the original owner was so hungry that she looked pale and skinny and had no strength. Now, after two months, her physical condition has almost recovered. In addition, due to the inconvenient transportation in 1978, people generally walked more. The average person walked 10,000 steps a day, which was too easy. She kept exercising, and dealing with Zhang Cui was like a piece of cake for her.
Seeing her sister suffer, Zhang Yan got up from the ground, holding her stomach. She looked around, picked up a military stool and rushed towards Jiang Shiyue, "Jiang Shiyue, let go of Cuicui!"
Jiang Shiyue sneered, stretched out his arm, and swept the square stick in his hand out, hitting Zhang Yan's ribs.
Zhang Yan screamed like a pig being slaughtered, "Damn it, Jiang Shiyue, are you really going to hit me?"
There is the least meat on the ribs, so even though Jiang Shiyue didn't use much strength, Zhang Yan still bent over in pain.
"Is fighting a joke? You should be glad that I didn't use much strength, otherwise your ribs would be broken now!" Jiang Shiyue said lightly, and the retracted square stick was suspended above Zhang Cui's face, as if he was ready to hit her at any time.
The sticks used to bolt the door were quite thick, more than one meter long, and thicker than Jiang Shiyue's wrist. If they were really knocked down, Zhang Cui's nose would be dented.
Zhang Cui was so frightened that she didn't even bother to pry Jiang Shiyue's hands away. She covered her face and screamed in a shrill voice, "Ah... Jiang Shiyue, you will be struck by lightning."
"What a joke! If you're a jerk who's always thinking about killing the wife and getting promoted, and you're not afraid of being struck by lightning, why should I be afraid?"
"How can you be considered the legal wife? Didn't you just blackmail Chen Shanhe? He didn't even touch you, and you said he tarnished your innocence. How are you better than me? If it weren't for you, I would be Chen Shanhe's wife!"
Jiang Shiyue thought that it was the original owner who committed the sin first, and suddenly felt a little bit unjustified.
But it was only for a moment.
She owes Chen Shanhe nothing, and she doesn't owe Zhang Cui anything.
Jiang Shiyue raised the wooden stick and pointed at Zhang Yan, who was about to come closer, in a warning manner. At the same time, he stepped hard with his toes, making Zhang Cui scream. Zhang Yan was so scared that she retreated back to her original position.
Jiang Shiyue finally spoke, "Let's not talk about what ifs! Even if I used some dishonorable means to marry Chen Shanhe before, Chen Shanhe was single at that time and I was single too. Even if I did something, as long as Chen Shanhe doesn't blame me, no one else has the right to say anything about me.
Unlike you, who knows the third party and wants to kill the original wife! Bah! "
Zhang Cui was so angry that Jiang Shiyue kept calling her a mistress that she took her hand away and wanted to scold her, but as soon as she took her hand away, she was spat in the face again.
"Ahhhhh! Jiang Shiyue, I'm going to kill you." Zhang Cui used her hands and feet but couldn't move Jiang Shiyue at all.
Fear began to arise in her heart. How could such a thin woman like Jiang Shiyue have so much strength?
Seeing that Zhang Cui couldn't do anything to Jiang Shiyue, Zhang Yan burst into tears, "Sister-in-law Jiang Shiyue, please forgive me and let my sister go!"
Not only because she couldn't beat Jiang Shiyue, but also because Jiang Shiyue took the bottle of medicine away. If the matter got out of hand, her sister's reputation and job would be ruined.
She might be implicated as well. It doesn’t matter to her, she can just go back to her hometown, but what about her husband?
Jiang Shiyue raised an eyebrow and hit Zhang Cuiqiaogao's leg with the wooden stick as she tried to kick her from behind. Then she said coldly, "Isn't it too late to beg me now? When you two sisters were plotting to kill someone and frame me, why didn't you think of letting me go?"
"Sister, don't beg her! She has no evidence." Zhang Cui was a little breathless from being stepped on by Jiang Shiyue. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Shiyue with a low smile, "Jiang Shiyue, go out and say that I framed you and see if anyone believes it?"
"It doesn't matter whether other people believe it or not." Jiang Shiyue smiled, "As long as Zhang Shufen believes it, it's fine. You pushed her out to take the blame in front of everyone today. Do you think she will let you go after she finds out?"
Zhang Cui froze.
The two public hazards in the compound are not in vain. Just look at Jiang Shiyue in front of you and you will know that this is not an ordinary difficult birth.
Zhang Sufen's style of doing things is even more aggressive than Jiang Shiyue's.
Whoever provokes Jiang Shiyue will be punished by Jiang Shiyue.
If you mess with Zhang Sufen, she will cause trouble for the entire family of the person who messed with her, even the children.
True collective punishment.
The important thing is that Zhang Sufen's man happens to be her brother-in-law's immediate superior. If Zhang Sufen really investigates the fact that she publicly slandered Zhang Sufen, it might implicate her sister and brother-in-law.
Zhang Cui looked away guiltily and said stubbornly, "I'm not talking nonsense. She told me that."
"Is that so?" Jiang Shiyue nodded. "Then let's go and confront Zhang Sufen."
Zhang Sufen's peanut-sized brain doesn't have all these complexities. She's more like a single-celled organism, naturally seeking benefits and avoiding harm.
After being beaten by Jiang Shiyue once, he only dared to curse but would never do anything to get beaten.
To put it bluntly, it means bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Calling the Chen family over was definitely not what Zhang Sufen had thought of.
Jiang Shiyue raised her foot, bent down and grabbed Zhang Cui's collar and pulled it up.
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