Chapter 472: I've hit you, what's wrong!

As soon as Zhou Weijun's roar sounded, a sparse sound came from outside the door. Soon, Zhou Weijun, who had been rushing back after drinking, appeared in front of everyone. The bamboo strips piled up in front of Zhou's door that had just been roughly processed and had not been thinned yet, were used to weave bamboo baskets.

As soon as she saw Zhou Weijun appearing at the door of her house holding a bamboo strip, Wang Huihui, who was surrounded by the Zhou family, trembled suddenly. What happened to her last night was still fresh in her memory.

But she knew that she had no way out now, and the matter had reached this point, and it was too late to stop. If she chose to surrender at this time, Zhou Weijun's attitude towards her in the future would be even worse.

Moreover, according to her understanding of Zhou Weijun after marriage, this man is a complete villain. Even if she surrenders now, even if Zhou Weijun doesn't attack her in front of the elders of her family, looking back, waiting for her will be even more painful torture.

Understand this point, think clearly about where he is at this moment, and think about what he is hiding in his pocket... Wang Huihui put her heart on her, looked straight at Zhou Weijun, standing steadily in the original place

Wang Huihui didn't know that Zhou Weijun had just drunk a lot of wine outside. His mind was not confused at this moment, but he was also the most impulsive. Wang Huihui, who had been eaten by him since he got married, stared at him with the look of "I'm not afraid of you", which made him feel very embarrassed, just like being slapped hard by Wang Huihui in front of many people.

If he didn't fight back, Zhou Weijun felt embarrassed. So he glared at Wang Huihui, held the bamboo strip and rushed towards her with great strides.

"Bitch, I won't kill you today." He cursed loudly, and pushed away a few cousins ​​who had no intention of stopping him. Zhou Weijun soon appeared less than three meters away from Wang Huihui, cursing and drinking all over.

Facing Zhou Weijun who was rushing towards him, even though he had already reached her eyes, Wang Huihui had no intention of dodging at all, but she was not silent. She shouted to Zhou Weijun: "Have you ever regarded me as your wife?"

"Wife? Bah," Zhou Weijun's momentum remained unabated. He stopped less than a meter in front of Wang Huihui. He spitted on Wang Huihui's face with a scent of rich smoke and smell of wine. Zhou Weijun was full of disgust: "You? You don't look in the mirror to see what you look like. Even if you put it out and sell it, no one wants the goods. Can I like you?"

Wang Huihui held back the violent fury of her heart, trying to maintain her superficial calmness, and did not raise her hand to wipe away the saliva that Zhou Weijun vomited. Looking at Zhou Weijun with disgust, she did not get angry, but she left tears: "If you don't love me, why do you still want to marry me?"

"Hahaha... stupid woman, do you marry you and love you? Bah," Zhou Weijun's second spit fell on Wang Huihui, and he laughed and said, "If it weren't for your dowry in a car, you wouldn't be qualified to wash your feet for me. I would love you? It's a joke."

"Since that's the case, I don't need to say anything more to you." Wang Huihui took a deep breath and said slowly: "The 12,000 yuan you snatched away last night and the Emgrand car I got married. Return this money and this car to me. Let's get a divorce."

"Haha..." "Pa" Zhou Weijun laughed loudly, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped Wang Huihui's left face. After a crisp sound, he reached out to grab Wang Huihui's collar and stared at her fiercely: "You are really ignorant of raising your bad boy. You don't want to take anything away. If you marry into my family, you can't take away the same divorce. Other conditions are not allowed."

"Where is that child?" Wang Huihui's left face was already injured. At this moment, Zhou Weijun slapped again. Half of her face became obviously swollen, but she still didn't cry and stared at Zhou Weijun with her straight eyes and asked, "Don't you want the child, either?"

"Whoever wants to go, why do I want this oil bottle?" Zhou Weijun sneered: "God knows if he is my species?"

"Zhou Weijun" Wang Huihui's face changed, and her sharp voice almost resounded throughout the building: "Don't spit people with blood"

"I'm not only going to squirt you with blood, but I'll hit you, what's wrong?" Zhou Weijun raised his right hand unscrupulously, held the bamboo strip and slapped it hard on Wang Huihui's left shoulder.

"Bang..." "Hmph..." Wang Huihui felt pain and let out a muffled groan. A fine cold sweat had already oozed out of her forehead, but she still did not step back.

She looked at Zhou Weijun and took a deep breath: "I will go to the court to sue you."

"Hahaha..." Zhou Weijun laughed like crazy. The bamboo strips in his hand fell on Wang Huihui like raindrops. In this almost crazy state, he shouted: "I asked you to sue me and ask you, a jin guy, to me, I want me to go to jail. I will not beat you to paralysis today, and I will not be called Zhou Weijun."

"Paipa..." Zhubiao kept in close contact with Wang Huihui's body, but hitting Wang Huihui with bamboo stick would not cause any internal injuries to her at all. At best, it would be just some skin trauma.

More importantly, the pain caused by the bamboo strip whipping was enough to make an ordinary person cry and cry. Zhou Weijun even prepared while whipping. After the whipping, he locked Wang Huihui in the room and locked her up. When the injuries on her body were almost healed, she could see who she could sue.

Facing Zhou Weijun's crazy beating Wang Huihui, none of the Zhou family members present stood up to stop him. They looked at Wang Huihui, who had been beaten to death with cold eyes. Zhou Weijun's sister even applauded: "Beat, beat this bitch to death."

With the indulgence of his family and the shouting of his own sister, Zhou Weijun became more and more crazy. He held the bamboo strip and slapped hard on Wang Huihui who was already covered in blood. After curled up on the sofa, he suddenly threw away the bamboo strip in his hand, turned around and pulled away several family members and rushed into the kitchen...

"I cut your tongue and picked your tendons, and see how you went to the court to sue me." Zhou Weijun's crazy shouting came from the kitchen. Until this time, the Zhou family, who were indifferent to the onlookers, realized the seriousness of the situation. They turned their heads and looked at Zhou Weijun who took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen. The cigarette held in the uncle of Zhou's hand fell to the ground immediately...

Zhou Weijun, who rushed out with a kitchen knife, was stopped by the Zhou family. Divorce is OK, but they don’t want to repay Wang Huihui any dowry. Their previous indifference was because they knew that the bamboo sticks would not kill anyone, but now Zhou Weijun held the kitchen knife, which made them feel that things were unpredictable.

Zhou Weijun was stopped, and Wang Huihui, who was curled up on the sofa, finally felt the seriousness of the matter. She endured the scorching pain on her body. She struggled to stand up from the sofa. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Zhou family to stop Zhou Weijun, she staggered out of the Zhou family's door in three steps.

Wang Huihui's escape made the Zhou family nervous again. It would be fine if they locked the house and beat them. If this matter went out, they knew that it was their own fault. Moreover, Wang Huihui's previous prosecution declaration also increased their anxiety.

When they saw Wang Huihui running away, they were panicked and let go of Zhou Weijun's hand. The uncle of the Zhou family stomped his feet in anger and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Chase?"

"Oh..." More than a dozen Zhou family members came to their senses, let go of Zhou Weijun and chased Wang Huihui who had already run out of the gate.

At this time, after losing the obstruction of his family, Zhou Weijun, who was already half crazy, laughed with a kitchen knife: "Jin, run away, you run to the ends of the world, I will cut you alive."

After speaking, Zhou Weijun followed the Zhou family and blatantly held the kitchen knife and chased after him.

Wang Huihui is pregnant with Liujia, her belly is already high and bulging, and she is relatively obese. In this case, running at high speed is very unfavorable to the children in her belly, but Wang Huihui knows that Zhou Weijun is almost crazy. If she doesn't run now, not only will the children in her belly not be able to be saved, but her own life cannot be saved.

Already injured, the blood overflowing from the scorching wound had dyed the white maternity dress she was originally wearing. She was covered in blood, struggling desperately with her legs as if she was filled with lead, gritting her teeth and running in the sunset...

The Zhou family followed closely behind, with more than a dozen people chasing a pregnant woman covered in blood, and a young man chasing her with a knife behind her.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of passers-by on the street, pointing fingers, but no one even stood up to stop it.

Wang Huihui turned a deaf ear to the calls from behind, persuaded herself not to run away, followed them home, etc. She knew that if she went back and waited for her destiny, she would be a hellish life.

She didn't know how fast she was running, and she didn't even know where she was running. She only knew where she would run where there were many people...

"Hey, isn't this Huihui?" Wu Yufang, who was carrying a vegetable basket, saw Wang Huihui running through her face with blood. After a brief moment of surprise, she threw away the vegetable basket she was holding and followed quickly...

"Where is the person?" The Zhou family then chased to the door of the vegetable market, but could not see Wang Huihui.

More than a dozen people stood there, panting, scanning the environment around the vegetable market, trying to find Wang Huihui's trace.

At the same time, a blue tricycle parked on the side of the road was slowly started...

"Dadada..." The engine's sound was deafening.

[I'm sending you today's third chapter, it's already the 26th, and it's not a few days before the end of this month. Lao Zui will have a single chapter later. If you have time, go and take a look. It's free...]
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