After betraying the traitor, she became a god in the dark game

Chapter 20 Role Playing ([-])

"Liu Dahai, who are you talking about? Who allowed you to talk about Ziyang!"

The woman's face was stained with madness, and she threw the kitchen knife at Liu Dahai. The knife left an afterimage and scratched his face, leaving a long scar.

The man touched the wound on his face with trembling hands, and his fingertips were stained with bright red blood. He roared ferociously: "Shrew, you are an old and ugly shrew. If I hadn't been blind, how could I have fallen in love with you."

The woman smiled deliberately and retorted: "You think I'm not blind and would fall in love with you who is poor and fat."

As she spoke, she looked at the little girl behind Qiao Yanxin.

"Ugly ghosts give birth to ugly ghosts, so how can they be lovable."

The little girl clutched the bag of potato chips with her hands, rustling, gritting her teeth, and tears in her eyes.

Qiao Yan stood there quietly, but her eyes fell on the three very different people.

The woman grabbed the man's shirt. Her chubby figure had strength that was hard for men to compete with. She pulled out the kitchen knife on the wall with a cold expression and dragged the man to the bedroom.

A long blood line leads from the living room to the bedroom.

in the bedroom.

There was the sound of a violent fight, the sound of breaking glass, and the sound of a man breathing heavily and wailing.

The little girl was so scared that she huddled in the corner next to the sofa. Qiao Yanxin sat on the sofa and stared at the clock directly in front of her.

Half an hour passed.

The woman with messy hair calmly came out with a kitchen knife. The sharp edge of the kitchen knife was stained with bright red marks. The little girl had a sad face and waited for the woman to leave before she dared to run to the bedroom.

She obediently helped the man sit on the chair next to the dining table.

Qiao Yanxin's cold eyes stopped on the man. The left side of his face was swollen as high as a mountain and there were several obvious scratches on his body.

Seeing Qiao Yanxin looking at him, he just stared and intimidated him with his eyes, but didn't take any further action.

That woman's strength is really terrifying.

Qiao Yan secretly reminded himself in his heart not to anger that woman easily, otherwise it would be very difficult to get into trouble later.

"Where's the soy sauce?"

The sound of the shovel stirring vegetables didn't cover up the woman's voice, and she urged Qiao Yanxin impatiently.

"Stop dawdling, bring it to me."

Qiao Yan walked towards the kitchen holding the hot soy sauce dipped in her body temperature.

The woman wiped the sweat from her face and knotted it casually.

"This kitchen is so stuffy and hot!"

She looked up at the roof complainingly before preparing to pull the tab of the soy sauce bottle.

Qiao Yanxin moved towards the sofa with her feet, her heart pounding, especially the little girl's mouth, which was slightly grinning, and the eyes hidden behind Liu Dahai had unconcealed evil intentions.

"stop!"

The woman stopped her angrily.

Her green eyes gradually turned scarlet, staring intently at Qiao Yanxin.

"Who asked you to buy this brand?"

The woman's hand was shaking as she held the soy sauce, "Who...who told you to buy this brand..."

Qiao Yanxin looked as usual, but she was covered in cold sweat under her white shirt. She didn't know anyone here at all, so how could she know who that person was.

Getting the wrong soy sauce made this woman's anger reach its peak.

She held the soy sauce bottle upside down.

Qiao Yanxin's breathing quickened, and the woman's body approached her step by step. The heavy footsteps sounded like a deadly sequence.

"That woman, how dare she put her thoughts on you!" The woman rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair, fat, and very strong arms, and raised the soy sauce bottle high.

"Bang!" The soy sauce bottle shattered into pieces, and the black liquid covered Liu Dahai's entire face. He choked and coughed while struggling, and his mouth was filled with a strong bitter taste.

"I asked you to deal with the outside affairs, but you dare to have the idea of ​​​​my son. If you do it again, you don't have to save your legs."

As she spoke, she weighed a few more times from the wooden cabinet, found the thickest baseball bat, picked out the smaller ones, and threw them into Qiao Yan's heart.

Qiao Yanxin ducked, and the stick rolled and slid to the corner.

"Follow!"

The woman was holding one end of the baseball bat, and the long stick was being dragged, making sizzling and extremely annoying sounds from time to time.

Qiao Yanxin followed the woman without saying a word.

When she reached 503, she stopped, deliberately straightened her collar and combed the broken hair on her forehead.

Raise a kind and friendly smile and press the doorbell.

Qiao Yanxin tilted her head slightly and stopped at the door when she heard the footsteps inside, and the woman in front of her seemed to also hear the footsteps.

My hand kept pressing on the doorbell, and the doorbell kept ringing.

After she pressed the last button, door 503 slowly opened.

The enthusiastic aunt puffed up her chest, deliberately glanced at the woman's chest with disdain, and snorted with a cold face.

"you………"

She had just opened her mouth when the woman swung the baseball bat hidden behind her back and hit her hard with a smile on her face.

The enthusiastic aunt was beaten to the ground, but the woman's hands continued to move, "Wang Chunmei, if you dare to set your sights on my son, I will beat you to death, beat you to death!"

The woman's vicious voice, accompanied by the stick hitting the flesh, sent chills to the hearts of those who listened.

The aunt on the ground was shaking all over, shouting constantly, moving her body, trying to avoid it, but the needle-like beating seemed to never stop.

"Li Yawen, please spare me, spare me, I don't dare anymore, not anymore."

She cried bitterly, curled up, and begged humbly without dignity.

The pathetic gesture pleased the mad and out-of-control woman, who hummed happily and dropped the stick to her side.

He deliberately grabbed her long hair with force, showed a sinister smile, and whispered in her ear, "Let's get rid of Liu Dahai's matter as soon as possible. If I find out again, you won't survive tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, Xiaopang took Qiao Yan's hand and walked down the stairs back home calmly.

After Li Yawen entered the house, he rubbed his neck and sat on the sofa. Ha Qie hit him three or four times in a row, and his tired face looked even more unpleasant.

The little girl moved her eyes flexibly from side to side, and her mind was obviously a little lively. Her eyes were full of flattery and she looked at the woman, "Auntie, I will cook, and my brother will help. You are tired too. You can go to rest first. When you wake up, you can eat directly. ”

Li Yawen stared at the girl's face angrily and snorted coldly, "Don't tire Ziyang."

Looking at the woman's back toward the bedroom, the girl who had been holding her breath let out a long sigh of relief.

When she heard the loud slamming of the door in the bedroom, her kind and deceptive face instantly dropped.

Put on a cold face, with strong jealousy, resentment, and contempt swirling between the eyebrows...

"Brother, it's time for you to come over and help me..."

There was no emotion on Qiao Yanxin's face, and she gave a faint "hmm", looking like a bully who worked hard and never complained.

The girl looked down with satisfaction at the skinny boy who was squatting to help peel garlic.

At such a height, he seemed like a dog beside her that pointed where to hit.

It would be great if it could really become like this.

The girl's dark eyes hovered over Qiao Yanxin.

(End of this chapter)