Wang Mantun and a young man from the Wang family rushed towards Cao Hui like a wolf or a tiger.

The two of them twisted her and tied her up.

Hanged her on the wooden pole where the corn was dried.

This pole is four or five meters high and is made of a whole tree with a horizontal stick on it.

Just like the cross of Jesus’ crucifixion.

Cao Hui looked at all this with a silent face, and said nothing.

...

Xiao Jianren stood behind the crowd, enjoying her happily.

Xiao Sicong smacked his lips, slightly regretful.

Such a beautiful woman is called Zuo Yang, and she is so good at riding on the horse and making a pig robbery.

It would be great if I could sleep with this woman once.

After playing for a while, he was already a little tired of Wang Xianmei's wife.

Wang Xianmei is like a cow that cannot be eaten, asking for excessive demands and is very capable of turbulently.

It was a little fresh at the beginning.

After playing too much, he couldn't stand it anymore.

If this continues, he will be gnawed off by this cow sooner or later.

"Hey, Brother Xiao, when did you come?"

In the crowd, the person standing at the last glance suddenly found Xiao Jianren.

"Haha, just came, just came..."

Xiao Jianren laughed and took out the cigarette on his body, and then he dispersed one.

Hey!

A handful!

Seeing the person carrying a cigarette, the eyes of the person who received the cigarette were shiny. After igniting it, he took a few deep breaths.

Comfortable, really comfortable!

Soon, everyone else saw Xiao Jianren.

"Come on, smoke a cigarette."

"This widow's family has been in charge for so many years, and suddenly I can't help it. I think Zuo Yang has a greater responsibility!"

"Smoking a cigarette first, Zuo Yang is rich now and looks down on everyone. He is so arrogant!"

“…”

Taking advantage of the opportunity to dissipate the smoke, Xiao Jianren muttered and brought the finger to Zuo Yang.

If these people were angry and killed Zuo Yang, wouldn’t Xianyun Mountain become his belonging?

"Who said no?"

"Anyway, the little boy from the Zuo family does such shameless things, our Wang family is not easy to bully!"

"Isn't Zuo Yang just relying on his wealth? There are so many people in our Wang family, and he is still afraid of a ball!"

Sure enough, the Wang family's anger was urged.

When Xiao Jianren heard his words work, a smirk flashed in his eyes.

Zuoyang, Zuoyang.

I don’t want to mess with you like this, who won’t open your eyes?

...

Zuo Yang just returned home and was taking care of his little piglet.

Wang Fugui staggered into the house, his face full of anxiety.

"Yangwa, it's not good, run away!"

"Uncle Fugui, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!