lcionline Chapter 102 The Outbreak of Despair
Chapter 102 The Outbreak of Despair
"Uh……"
The woman let out a low, hoarse cry, her face contorted in agony.
Instead of showing any pity, the man shouted angrily, "You slut, you slack off as soon as I'm not around, don't you?"
"You've already given birth and you're still not going to work! What are you being so dramatic about! Do you want me to starve to death?"
As he spoke, the man kicked the woman twice hard.
The woman instinctively turned her back and held the child protectively in her arms.
The man got even angrier upon seeing this: "Stop pretending! Get up!"
"Don't……"
The woman was so frightened that she trembled and tried to escape to the bed.
"How dare you pretend!"
The man picked up the iron chain from the ground and yanked it hard—
"Oh!"
The woman was violently dragged to the ground.
The man grabbed the chain and dragged her into the yard.
"Boom!"
The chains were thrown to the ground, and the man said fiercely, "Get up and cook for me, you hear me?"
The woman's lips were dry.
She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse: "Please, please, let me go... The child is still young, let me rest for a while..."
"Let you go?"
The man squatted down and patted the woman's face with his rough hand: "Why should I let you go? I bought you with my own money!"
Every woman in the village came of age this way.
Only women from outside smell good.
"Look at you now, I'm starting to find you disgusting." The contempt and disgust in the man's eyes were clear.
The woman lowered her head, feeling utterly hopeless.
She was originally a volunteer teacher who came to this village hoping to educate the children, but unexpectedly...
A glint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes amidst her despair. She stood up with trembling hands and deliberately dropped something out of her pocket.
"What is this?" The man picked up the cloth bag with a puzzled look.
The woman stammered, her voice hoarse, like a broken bellows.
"I don't know either. The aunt next door gave it to me, saying it's for men to improve their health..."
The man looked at her suspiciously, then slapped her across the face: "Are you afraid I'll eat too well and kill you?"
"Don't worry, I won't let you die. I'll make you my wife for life!"
The man opened the cloth bag, revealing several dark, lumpy objects inside that emitted a strange fragrance.
"Did your second aunt make this?" the man asked suspiciously.
The woman nodded: "We don't have that kind of means, so maybe you shouldn't eat it..."
"Why shouldn't I eat it? I'm going to eat it!"
The man glared at the woman and stuffed the pieces into his mouth.
This stuff smells delicious, and it tastes even better: "Delicious! I had no idea you were hiding so many good things!"
"Wait until I finish eating, then I'll show you how I kill you!" The man only thought it was something to nourish his body and didn't think much of it.
The woman was slapped twice.
She covered her face, but instead of crying, she laughed twice: "Hahaha..."
"What are you laughing at? Did I tell you to laugh?"
The arrogant attitude of a man is infuriating.
The woman continued to laugh, and her laughter grew increasingly unrestrained: "Hahaha, hahaha..."
"Fuck you..."
Before the man could finish speaking, his expression changed drastically.
He clutched his throbbing stomach, looking up at the woman: "You...you..."
"Oh!"
The man fell heavily to the ground, his face contorted as he roared at the woman, "What did you feed me?!"
He roared like a dying beast, uttering meaningless howls.
"hehe!"
The woman staggered to her feet, looking down at the man struggling on the ground, her eyes filled with vengeful pleasure: "What do you think you are..."
It was said to have been bought with money, but it was just a transaction within the village.
“Your entire village is devoid of good people; you all deserve to die, every single one of you deserves to die!”
The woman's eyes gradually turned bloodshot.
Everyone in the village, regardless of whether they are men or women, is bad, purely bad!
Walking step by step to the man's side, the woman's voice was as cold as a demon's whisper from hell: "I have good news for you, the child in bed isn't yours..."
The man's pupils contracted, clearly in disbelief.
“Your brother drugged you and climbed into my bed in the middle of the night, and you were like a dead pig, completely unaware of anything.”
The woman squatted in front of the dying man and sneered, "I didn't want to give birth to this child in the first place, but you forced me to."
"You've already given birth to my child, you can't..."
"I can!"
A long-lost smile appeared on the woman's face: "Of course I can. You are all beasts, and the children of beasts will be beasts too."
"I'm going to kill you all!"
The man curled up in agony, drenched in cold sweat: "Even if you kill me, you can't escape, you know that..."
"So, I want your entire village to be buried with me!" the woman laughed maniacally.
Then, she picked up the axe she had been using to chop wood: "Didn't you like hitting me? You tied me up with chains, heh..."
The axe was usually taken out by the man, but today he was so busy throwing a tantrum that he hadn't had time to put it away.
The axe made a sound on the ground.
The woman gradually gets closer to the man.
"What, what are you going to do..."
A strong smell of urine wafted over.
It turned out that the man was so scared that he peed himself.
The woman smiled sadly and swung the axe—
"Oh!"
The chain was cut, and she dragged the remaining short piece of chain to the man, looking at him with icy eyes.
"What are you going to do?"
The man's eyes were filled with terror, but he lay on the ground unable to move.
"Of course, I'll send you to your death!"
The axe was raised high and then brought down heavily.
The woman was covered in blood.
"Gudong!"
A human head rolled on the ground; the man died with his eyes wide open.
The woman reached out and touched the man, found the key, and tremblingly untied the iron chain from his ankle.
From Xiao Hei Zi's perspective, Xiao Jiu Jiu knows nothing.
There was a burst of arguing, then the man's voice abruptly stopped.
It's highly likely he was killed.
When she saw the scene, she was in a forest.
Little Black Purple is crying.
"It's a boy, why throw him away?"
"The child was born to your brother's wife, why are you bringing it out?"
"Tch, this is my son. He has some strange body problems. I'm going to get rid of him!"
"Should we dispose of it?"
"Of course not, someone bought it from me, and I can sell it for a good price..."
Just then, the smell of blood wafted over.
The woman's cold voice was like that of a demon from hell: "Where are you taking my child?"