Qiao Mu hid behind the tree, looked at Wu Yanzhen, who ran out from behind the earth slope with her belly holding her stomach, and her face turned a little blue. She tugged on her lips and smiled.

I just put some good ingredients in this aunt's cup, and it seems that it's just happening now!

Qiao Mu ran quietly behind Wu Yanzhen like a clever cat, pursed his lips and tilted his head, padded a moderately sized hard rock in his hand, and smashed Wu Yanzhen's head without saying a word.

Three consecutive "dongdongdongdong" hits.

Blood immediately dripped down from the back of her head. Wu Yanzhen widened her eyes in horror, and she didn't even hold up a word, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

The place where she fell was exactly a slope, so there was no need for Qiao Mu to do anything again.

She slid down by herself, rolled to a channel that had been dug halfway through artificially, and half of her face was soaked in the dirty mud, motionless.

Qiao Mu followed along the slope slowly, came to Wu Yanzhen and squatted down, grabbed her hair with both hands and pressed it down, then pressed it tightly into the mud.

I still remember the last life when this woman took away her sister Qiao Lin from their family and said that the adopted wealthy family was full of good intentions and virtues, like a living god who saved the sufferings from the nine heavens.

What happened? When we met again, Qiao Lin was lying in the cold rainy field, her body was not covered, and she was tortured without a piece of good meat. She was thrown into the wilderness like a ball of garbage. The wild dog was gnawing on her rag doll-like body.

At that time, Xiao Liner was only twelve years old! At the age of twelve, such a young life should have been extremely vivid, but it became a cold corpse.

It was this woman, a human trafficker who deserved to go to the eighteen levels of hell, who made this black money against his conscience, pushed her sister into hell, and at the same time harmed countless children from poor families in the village.

At this time, the woman under Qiao Mu's hands woke up in a daze because she was almost suffocated because of her shortness of breath and she subconsciously started to move.

Qiao Mu's dark eyes were shining with a cold light. Without thinking, he increased the strength in his hands, pressed the woman's head tightly, and pushed her into the water.

Gulululu... The sudden pressing caused Wu Yanzhen's entire face to be buried deep in the mud, and the sticky and wet feeling poured into her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making her want to scream in horror.

However, as soon as she opened her mouth, she poured several large mouthfuls of mud and water into her, which made her breathing more and more rapid and her head was in great pain.

Qiaomu's eyes were cold, and Mu stared at the almost dead woman expressionlessly.

Since his rebirth for three days, Qiao Mu has been carefully considering his previous life experiences. It can be said that he traces the root of the root and the root of the story. The appearance of Wu Yanzhen was the fuse of the tragic fate of his previous life, his own and his family.

Whether it is the mother's depression and death, the father's forced to marry another, the stepmother's deliberate willingness, the brother's rebellious playboy, or the miserable ending between herself and her younger sister, it is all inseparable from the woman struggling in the mud in front of her.

So, she told herself in her heart that Wu Yanzhen, who is extremely vicious, deserves to be damned!

[How can you change my future if you don’t die? How can you turn the fate of my whole family if you don’t die?]

[So, you still... obediently, listen to me, just be at peace and go happily and quickly, die!

Hum? Why do you feel like you are being targeted? Qiao Mu subconsciously shrank his shoulders.

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