Noticing Fu Anan's gaze, the woman looked over numbly.
The next moment, her body was shaking like a sieve.
She looked towards Fu Anan with fear in her eyes. Even the man's gaze frightened her.
"Who is she?"
Fu Anan asked.
Hearing the question, the man looked at the woman with disgust and said, "She is a woman abandoned by God, a hen that can't lay eggs, and will dirty the garbage in the earth building."
He stretched his legs in and gave the woman a hard kick. "Is this where you belong, you dirty sow?"
The woman was kicked and fell backward, with the back of her head hitting the wall hard.
She endured the pain and climbed up. There was not a single intact piece of skin on her naked body. In addition to the marks of beatings, there were also some discordant liquids that dried and solidified.
I couldn't even cry out in pain.
She ran into the inner room, squatted between the wooden bucket filled with feces and the broom, and used the garbage in the house to cover her figure.
Looking at the marks on the woman's body, Fu Anan clenched and unclenched his fists, "Isn't she your wife?"
"No, she has not been my wife for a long time."
The man shook his head when questioned, and his face turned red when he saw Fu An'an. He looked like an innocent young man, completely different from the one who beat someone up just now.
"M-Mister Xiaoyuan, you will be my wife from now on."
He said in a tone thick with dialect.
Hearing this, Fu Anan wanted to chop him down with an axe to make him understand that he was the King of Hell who wanted to kill him.
Unfortunately, the axe was broken and she threw it away.
The man looked at Fu Anan, she was the most beautiful of all the women.
In order to get her, he had paid the most bounties and spent all his savings, but the closer he looked at her, the more he felt it was worth it.
He was so excited that he could no longer suppress his excitement. He quickly took off his work vest and reached out to the woman in front of him.
"Mr. Xiaoyuan, you are more beautiful than a blooming gardenia. I am willing to break the clan rules and possess you completely in advance!"
Fu Anan looked at him and immediately grabbed his outstretched hand.
I broke it with force and he screamed in pain.
"Mr. Madoka is teaching you how to be a good person."
Fu Anan's eyes were cold, and a dagger appeared in his hand, stabbing towards the man's heart.
His body tilted to the side and the knife deflected and pierced his shoulder.
"Mr. Madoka, you want to kill me!"
The man couldn't believe it and felt that his true feelings had been misplaced.
Ha, nonsense.
Fu Anan grasped the sharp knife and stretched it out quickly.
"I was wrong. You are not like a gardenia. You are a thorn."
The man grasped her wrist, "It's a pity that a lowly woman can never defeat a majestic man. The village chief said that my strength is comparable to that of a young bull."
"Fuck you!"
Fu Anan got angry and kicked the egg. Suddenly he heard the sound of eggs breaking.
The man bent over in pain, his face turning red.
Fu Anan took the opportunity to pick up a long wooden stick and smashed it hard on his back.
"A bull? More like a country bumpkin."
She suddenly didn't want him to die too easily, so she beat him violently with a wooden stool.
Soon his body was covered with purple wounds.
"You cheap hens!"
The man raised his arms to resist, cursing viciously and preparing to fight back with his hands.
The next moment, Fu Anan smashed a wooden stool towards his head. The sturdy wooden stool was broken in the middle, the man's nose was broken, and his teeth flew out.
(End of this chapter)