It's a little hard to wear this wish quickly

Chapter 191 Drunk People Don't Know 13
Zhou Bocheng's family is happy to see the battle of Ma Dayong's family, but, why is this endless?

Most of the night.

It was smashing and smashing and screaming.

And let no one sleep!

With a sudden shock, it almost scares people out of a heart attack!

Downstairs is even more impressive.

Anyone who has lived in the old community knows how poor the sound insulation is. There is a layer of ordinary prefabricated panels in the middle, covered with cement and lime, and you can hear footsteps when you walk on it if it is a little heavy.

Not to mention dry fights.

How many times Ma Dayong exercised after drinking was called 000 by the downstairs neighbor.

I have cursed many times in my heart.

Killed the matter!

Don't torture others!

It feels like the ceiling is dropping dust into the bowl, so it won't dry out the house.

Soon, a group of angry neighbors gathered in front of Ma Dayong's house.

Bang bang bang!
Someone is banging on the door.

Someone was yelling outside the door.

Noisy, soon attracted more people watching the fun.

However, there was no reaction inside.

Ma Dayong's roar sounded like a lion on the verge of rage, all kinds of familiar fragrances spewed out, accompanied by the little girl's terrified screams.

"It's really bad luck to be neighbors with this family!"

Someone couldn't help but complain.

"Yes."

"I used to be fine when I wasn't married, why did I get married, but instead, there is something wrong with Zhang Wanhua?"

"Who knows, she got divorced, who knows why she got divorced before."

"Heh, what else can be the reason for divorce? Just those few reasons. It's really not my prejudice. In our era, how many people got divorced."

"Ma Dayong is the same. If he can't make it through, he will leave. Is it interesting to fight like this all day long?"

"Leaving? To put it lightly, with his virtue, where will he find another wife after leaving? Are you responsible? At least now he has a complete wife and children."

"Well, if you want to live a decent life, you must have some green on your hair. It's rare to be confused."

……

Arouse a piece of echo.

In the room.

Zhang Wanhua looked at the man whose head was broken and bleeding and was in a mess, and then at the smiling daughter who was holding a wine bottle in her hand with blue eyes, nose, nose and swollen face, and burst into tears.

This, this is all about it!
Ma Dayong wiped the blood that was slowly dripping from his forehead. After seeing the color clearly, he became dizzy and pointed at Pei Yuhuan, his teeth chattering, "Damn girl, you are courting death!"

He fainted.

Only dizzy own bleeding.

Zhang Wanhua hesitated, and finally stepped over countless obstacles on the ground carefully, walked over to support the man, "Honey, how are you?"

Be honest.

I was scared and relieved.

In the past, she was the one who was dealt with so badly. Who would have thought that one day the perpetrators would get retribution.

Does it hurt?

That's right.

I hope men can remember the lesson this time and stop doing it again.

Ma Dayong put the weight of his whole body on Zhang Wanhua's shoulders, staring at the opposite side, then rolled his eyelids and passed out.

Enemy number one is down.

Pei Yuhuan also relaxed.

She was already at the end of her strength, and it was impossible for a girl to fight against a grown man who was used to drinking madly and get out without hurting her body at all.

There is always something that can't be taken care of by one, two, three, four.

Of course, this is not the main reason.

From the root point of view, the client's physical limitations are too large.

Ning Cunxin suffered from long-term abuse and was in a state of starvation. She was extremely malnourished, anemic, and poor in physique.

In memory, she was the one who was knocked out by one blow.

If I didn't have a little experience today, I would really be crushed.

hiss--

The corners of my mouth hurt a little.

But it's worth it.

Give her a little time, let her eat and drink enough to take care of her body, Ma Dayong, you just wait to live a life of "no one cares about your throat" every day!
Put the harsh words in my heart.

She smashed the wine bottle to the ground, staggered to the small room, closed the door, and fell asleep.

The house was in a mess.

Zhang Wanhua wanted to cry.

She put the man on the sofa and lay down with his support. Looking at the bloody face, she hurried to the kitchen to get hot water, twisted the towel and wiped it gently.

Wipe off the vegetable pomace.

Breathe easy.

According to her experience of being beaten for many years, although it looks scary, it is actually nothing serious, it will be fine after a few days, and she doesn't even need to apply medicine.

The only thing that was a little serious was the injury on the back of his head.

Thinking of this, I quickly took the medicine prescribed in the clinic today and applied it.

While painting, she complained about her daughter, the dead girl didn't know the severity of her attack, she didn't think about the consequences at all, what will happen when Ma Dayong wakes up tomorrow.

It's not about to suffer.

It will be worse.

Can a little girl beat a big man?
Especially when Ma Dayong is completely recovered, the dead girl is simply a sandbag. The key point is that she is a real mother, and she will never be able to stop her, nor can she escape.

So annoying!

On the one hand, he hates that men are not a thing, and on the other hand, he hates his daughter for not knowing how to be patient.

And outside the door.

After a group of people heard the sound of glass smashing, there was no sound in the room for an instant.

Stopped abruptly.

As if the pause button was pressed.

"No, it can't be... a dead person, right?"

Someone tremblingly said.

An older man hurriedly shouted, "Call 000 quickly, hurry up, people are really going to be killed, and the housing prices in our neighborhood haven't fallen like dogs?"

Everyone: "..."

What the fuck!
The price is already lower than the average price, if it falls again, it will be a free gift.

Make phone calls, knock on doors.

After a while, a questioning voice came from the door.

"Who is it?"

It's Zhang Wanhua.

She didn't open the door, she couldn't open it, the room was like this, the man and daughter were like that again, she didn't want to see anyone herself.

The people outside the door didn't want to let it go.

Keep shooting.

"Zhang Wanhua, can your family live in peace, if you don't want to live this life, leave as soon as possible, and don't harm our irrelevant neighbors."

"Open the door!"

"We're not looking for you, let Ma Dayong come out!"

……

It took a long time to hear the people inside say, "My family, Dayong, had a drink today and has already fallen asleep. If you have something to do, come back tomorrow."

Very normal sentence.

Listening to the ears of those outside has become another meaning.

"What does she mean by that?"

"The door didn't even open. Could it be that something really happened?"

"It's impossible for Ma Dayong to suffer, and Zhang Wanhua is still alive, so the only..."

Reminiscent of the commotion in this family today, the little girl was driven away after returning home from school.

Thinking hard.

"Call again!"

The 000 duty room also felt helpless when they received calls from the old community, once or twice a month, when their 000 was really idle.

"Hey……"

"Come on, someone died at Ma Dayong's house! The little girl brought by Zhang Wanhua may have been beaten to death!"

000: "...?!!"

That's not bad.

Quickly notify 000 members.

Soon, a blue attendance car was parked outside the mottled and outdated neighborhood that looked like the houses in the old photos of Jiao Bianer.

(End of this chapter)