Uncle Huang loves me to the bone

Chapter 390 Are You Still Human?
Yu Qinghuan pulled up the only chair inside and sat down, overlooking the father and son rolling on the ground, and asked word for word: "Who set the fire that night? If you don't admit it, I will chop off your fingers one by one right now. Come down."

Wu Xiaoyong immediately pointed at Mrs. Wu and hissed: "It's her! She set it! She thought it was because of you that the old lady of the Lin family hated her, so she set fire to you to vent her hatred!"

Yu Qinghuan slowly looked at Wu, half smiling: "Oh? Really? I didn't expect you to be so brave? You must be able to bear the pain of cutting off your fingers?"

Mrs. Wu put the tray aside, knelt down and cried: "Miss Yanyan, I have this idea, but the person who set the fire was Wu Xiaoyong. He lit the straw with flint and then burned the room. , I saw it with my own eyes!”

"You all insist on your own opinions," Yu Qinghuan laughed, "How can I tell clearly who is telling the truth and who is telling lies? Well, let's punish both of them together! Anyway, you set the fire at the time. At that time, I also planned to burn my husband and I to death."

After saying that, Yu Qinghuan took out the dagger from her waist - this dagger has never left her body since she left the city. Except for the purse with pills, it was the only thing that was not burned by the fire.

Pulling out the scabbard, the light from the black dagger was frightening.

Wu and his son were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and they kept shrinking back.

Wu Xiaoyong was extremely frightened and became angry. Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was just a weak woman who could be blown down by the wind, he picked up a broken wooden board next to her and threw it at Yu Qinghuan.

At the moment of thunder, Yu Qinghuan grabbed Wu Xiaoyong's wrist with his backhand, kicked him in the stomach, and knocked him to the ground. Then he quickly stepped forward and stepped on his chest hard: "I ask you, how much can you carry?" How many buckets of water can you carry? If you can't do this, then you dare to hit people casually. Are you prepared to die?"

After saying that, Yu Qinghuan kicked him so hard that he hit the wall and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Little slut! You have to die!" Wu Xiaoyong vomited blood and cursed Yu Qinghuan viciously, "No, I curse your husband to die early, and then you will become a widow and be fucked by all the men in Zhuangzi. sow!"

"Can you still speak? It seems that the attack was gentle." Yu Qinghuan was not angry. If she got distracted because of such evil words, she would have lived this life in vain and been Princess Qi for so long.

Besides, it’s just a dog barking, so what’s the point?
Old man Wu wanted to rush forward, but when Yu Qinghuan looked at him, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Not to mention cursing, Li Guixiang was bold enough not to be scared to death.

Yu Qinghuan walked towards Wu Xiaoyong, used a dagger to cut a hole in the wall, then pinched his wrist and stuffed his hand through the wall hole.

Outside, it was icy and snowy, with temperatures so high that dripping water turned into ice, so the wind blew on Wu Xiaoyong's hand, causing pain like a dull knife picking at bones.

Yu Qinghuan estimated that time was almost up, and when Wu Xiaoyong's hand was almost stiff, he pulled him back, then pinched his wrist and slammed it against the wall.

"Ah——!" A shrill scream pierced the roof of Wu's house.

No wonder Wu Xiaoyong was so miserable. After his hand was frozen and then hit a hard object, the pain would be ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times more painful than a normal injury.

This time, it was the worst pain Wu Xiaoyong had ever experienced in his life. He screamed hoarsely, hoping to alleviate a little pain in this way, but the pain from his hand still made him miserable.

Yu Qinghuan pinched his wrist and asked fiercely: "Did this hand set the fire?! Did it?!"

Wu Xiaoyong didn't even have the strength to yell and cursed. He curled up there with his hands in his arms like a dog, crying and looking miserable.

"Say!" Yu Qinghuan lifted his arm with force and shouted sternly, "Really?!"

Wu Xiaoyong's tears kept falling, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words from his throat: "Yes, yes."

Yu Qinghuan did not let him go and pushed his hand out of the hole in the wall again without mercy.

Seeing that his son was suffering like this, Old Man Wu stopped being afraid and rushed towards Yu Qinghuan, trying to push Yu Qinghuan away.

"Bang!" When he jumped into the air, Yu Qinghuan kicked him hard, and the old man Wu flew out and fell heavily on the couch, causing the couch to be smashed into pieces. "It's not your turn yet, please be quiet!" Yu Qinghuan looked back, his eyes filled with fierce and scarlet aura, which frightened Old Man Wu so much that his heart tightened and he could not move.

Then, Yu Qinghuan pulled Wu Xiaoyong's hand back, threw it heavily to the ground, stepped on it, and crushed it several times.

If the scream just now was heart-rending, the sound now could not be described in words - it was such a terrifying sound, as if it came from the hell of evil spirits.

The people guarding outside looked at each other in confusion, and all looked at Manager Qin, saying: "Manager Qin, you won't cause trouble, right?!"

Manager Qin was not sure, and was even covered in goosebumps by the screams, but he still chose to believe Yu Qinghuan, gritted his teeth, and said: "Miss Yan Yan's husband was injured like that, if it had been any later that night In an instant, the two of them were burned to death. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will not be able to swallow this breath, so let Miss Yanyan breathe out this breath! I believe that Miss Yanyan is sensible and will not cause death. "

In fact, no one was killed inside, but Wu Xiaoyong was in so much pain that it was worse than death, and the other three were so scared that they almost wanted to die.

Finally, Yu Qinghuan stood in front of Wu Xiaoyong, looking at him in embarrassment, with a sullen look on his face: "Do you know it hurts? Do you know it hurts? Did you know that when my husband was burned by fire, it also hurt like this! Have you ever hurt someone? I thought that one day I would also suffer retribution!”

Saying that, Yu Qinghuan stepped on Wu Xiaoyong's palm again, the sound of broken bones sounded, and Wu Xiaoyong's screams went straight to the sky.

"You asked for this! You don't have the guts to commit murder and arson. People like you are a waste of air when you are alive and a waste of land when you are dead!"

Ignoring Wu Xiaoyong who was in pain, Yu Qinghuan took out three black pills from his arms and poured them into Wu Xiaoyong, Old Man Wu and Li Guixiang respectively.

The three of them were already extremely frightened, and now they were even more frightened. They pinched their necks in horror, and soon they were rolling on the ground.

Their faces were ferocious, with one hand covering their necks and the other hand clasping the ground convulsively.

The nails were turned over, and blood was pouring out.

Anyone who watches this scene can feel that they are suffering great pain.

If you want to die, you can't die, if you want to live, you can't live.

Yu Qinghuan watched coldly without blinking. If she sympathized with this family, who would sympathize with her Zhaohua?

His limbs and back were burned like that. God knows how much pain he suffered?
Tolerance and generosity have never been a quality she possesses. Who dares to hurt Chang Sun Tao even if she turns into a devil and cuts him alive?
About a quarter of an hour passed, and when the three of them could barely move, she fed them three more pills respectively.

The three people's anger has also gone smoothly, and they no longer struggle in pain.

Yu Qinghuan's voice sounded sharp: "I have planted poison on all three of you. Now you have only two options, either eat the flesh and blood of a baby who is closely related to you, or behave like a normal person from now on. Don’t have any evil thoughts, otherwise the poison in your body will kill you, and you will die of torture."

"You vicious woman! You..." Wu Xiaoyong was half-cursing when waves of severe pain hit him, and all the senses in his body were annihilated by the severe pain.

"Save me...I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."

Yu Qinghuan's voice seemed to have been dipped in ice and snow: "I told you, no one can save you! Either you eat the flesh and bones of the child in your sister's belly, or you just stop your evil thoughts, be calm and don't be too irritable."

Among these two choices, Wu Xiaoyong did not choose to give up his greed, but crawled towards the Wu family.

"Sister, you are divorced anyway... let us eat the flesh of the child in your belly..."

(End of this chapter)