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()() Helplessly, the servants who were frightened by Tong Ying and Hua Feiyu's murderous intent picked up the wooden sticks on the ground again and stepped forward to protect their masters tremblingly.

Hua Feiyu smiled coldly, without looking at the approaching soft-footed shrimps behind him, and threw the wooden stick in his hand backwards...

The wooden stick was like a living thing with eyes, spinning and hitting the five servants on the back of the neck, not one of them fell...

In an instant, the servants lay down on the ground again, unconscious.

Miss Wen's scream sounded again, and then stopped abruptly when Hua Feiyu glanced over coldly.

The corners of Hua Feiyu's mouth curled up contemptuously, and then he looked at Tong Ying, with obvious encouragement and indulgence in his eyes.

Tong Ying held the wooden stick and shook it around Zheng Bangjie's head, as if she was looking for a place to strike.

Big beads of sweat rolled down Zheng Bangjie's forehead, whether it was pain or fright.

"I ask you, you'd better answer honestly. Is that eldest sister really not your previous wife? Are those two children your children?" Tong Ying pointed to the commoner woman and two children hugging each other next to her.

"No." Zheng Bangjie's eyes flashed, and then he denied it very firmly.

Tong Ying hit Zheng Bangjie on the head with a stick, using just the right amount of force to hurt him without knocking him unconscious.

Zheng Bangjie screamed in pain.

"I hate lying scum the most. Believe it or not, I'll beat you to the ground with your teeth." Tong Ying coldly waved the wooden stick in her hand.

The reason why Tong Ying was sure was because of the boy huddled in the arms of the commoner woman on the ground...

That kid is obviously the replica of Zheng Bangjie, and he cannot deny it.

"Girl, girl, thank you for venting your anger on our mother and son, but please stop and don't beat the father of the child again." At this moment, the commoner woman who finally recovered from the shock stepped forward.

, holding Tong Ying's hand holding the wooden stick and begging.

"..." Tong Ying looked at the commoner woman with a virtuous and submissive face, and sighed deeply in her heart.

For those women who have a Virgin complex, her mood can only be adapted from Mr. Lu Xun's words: mourn their misfortune, and be angry that they will not fight.

"Sister, this man has not acknowledged that you are his wife, nor has he acknowledged that you are the father of your two children." Tong Ying looked at the commoner woman coldly.

"That...that..." The commoner woman looked at Tong Ying's eyes that were as cold as thousand-year-old ice, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

She thought Tong Ying was a chivalrous and kind-hearted person, but she didn't expect that Tong Ying's eyes were so cold and vaguely sarcastic.

"Also, sister, I think you misunderstood. I just want to teach the scum a lesson. It has nothing to do with you." Tong Ying added coldly.

If possible, Tong Ying really wants those women with a Virgin complex to wake up and stop using their kindness to encourage the arrogance of those scum.

The main reason why many scum can still get away with doing bad things is because of the existence of those saints and the Holy Mother.

As long as a few tears are shed, those scum can be forgiven no matter what heinous crimes they commit.

Talking about convincing people with virtue and being lenient to others is bullshit!
Chapter completed!