Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Looking at the two old guys rushing towards him with bared fangs and claws, Qi An grinned.

Liu Zhaodi was a filial daughter who never fought back or retaliated when being beaten or scolded. Unfortunately, she was forced to death by them.

She wanted to let these two old guys feel how to write the word "ungrateful".

The first call was about Liu's father's broom.

Qi An stood up, picked up a solid wooden chair, and swung it at his head.

Father Liu screamed and fell to the ground.

Lines of blood oozed out of his hair and flowed all over his face.

Liu's mother rushed out of the kitchen with a rolling pin and looked at the miserable condition of Liu's father with a look of disbelief.

"Liu Zhaodi! How dare you lay hands on your father? This is outrageous."

She pointed a rolling pin at Qi An and was shaking with anger.

"It's all my fault that I was too good to you, little girl. I never touched you, and you became lawless and even dared to hit your dad."

Qi An sneered.

Liu Zhaodi had indeed never been beaten. On the surface, it even seemed that her father and mother loved her very much, calling her a good girl all the time.

But it would be better to beat her, at least it would let her know sooner that she is not loved.

Instead of using a little bit of kindness and false love to weave a web called family affection for her.

It makes her willing to give everything for the person who weaves the web, and she has no complaints even if her blood is sucked dry.

Qi An even admired these two rude and ignorant old guys.

He obviously has little education and doesn't understand psychology or how to control people.

But he was able to learn it without any guidance, and used this subtle and silent method to brainwash Liu Zhaodi and controlled her for decades.

Is this the instinct of being a parent?

While cursing, Liu's mother raised the rolling pin and hit Qi An.

"I must kill this ungrateful bastard today."

Qi An grabbed the rolling pin that was as thick as his arm and said coldly, "Liu Zhaodi has spoiled you too much. But, it ends here."

She snatched the rolling pin and hit Liu's mother's leg with her backhand.

With a click, Liu's mother rolled on the ground holding her legs, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ahhhh...my legs..."

Compared to Liu's father, Qi An felt that Liu's mother was more hateful.

Because she is a woman, she was once a victim of a patriarchal family.

But he took the initiative to stand with the executioner and did cruel things to his daughter.

It was she who completed Liu Zhaodi's brainwashing work.

Thinking of this, Qi An picked up Liu's mother and punched her old face.

After a few punches, Liu's mother's nose was bleeding and she was howling like a ghost.

"Liu Zhaodi, are you crazy? I'm your mother, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning if you hit me?"

Qi An slapped her so hard that her teeth flew out.

"You, a wicked and black-hearted person, haven't been struck by lightning, how can it be my turn?"

"... Stop it, stop hitting me, you unfilial daughter. I am your mother. I gave birth to you and raised you, and I took care of you from head to toe... ah ah..."

Liu's mother was beaten so hard that her mouth and nose were bleeding. She was crawling on the ground, but she still kept morally condemning Liu Zhaodi.

Qi An smiled coldly and grabbed her curly hair: "Since you say I am unfilial, I can't bear the blame for nothing."

"You raised me with a lot of hard work, right? I'll give it back to you."

Qi An grabbed Liu's mother's hair and dragged her to the bathroom toilet.

This was because the filial Liu Zhaodi took into consideration that Liu's father and mother were not used to using the toilet, so she spent money to install an extra squat toilet.

Mother Liu struggled hard: "What are you doing, you lunatic, you... ugh..."

Qi An pushed Liu's mother face down into the toilet.

The stench made Liu's mother vomit directly, and Qi An used her face to clean the toilet.

Then he turned on the flush button, and the vomit and water rushed into Liu's mother's mouth and nose.

in the living room.

Father Liu was hit on the head by Qi An with a chair, and he is still seeing stars and feeling dizzy.

He could only hold his head and curse Liu Zhaodi, spewing out all kinds of genital-related dirty words.

If it weren't for the severe pain in his head, Father Liu would even suspect that he was dreaming.

Was the person who just slapped him really Liu Zhaodi, who had never dared to talk back to him since childhood?

Is she possessed by a ghost?

Liu Chengcai watched in amazement as Liu Zhaodi first knocked down Liu's father and then beat up Liu's mother. Finally, he no longer cared about coveting wealth.

Liu Chengcai didn't feel sorry for the two old guys, but Qi An's actions made him feel that his authority was challenged.

He is still here, and Liu Zhaodi still dares to be so presumptuous. She doesn't take him seriously.

Seeing Liu Zhaodi dragging his mother into the bathroom, Liu Chengcai glared and yelled:

"Liu Zhaodi, you are so bold, do you want to die?"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the bathroom.

Halfway through the rush, a white, thin arm crossed in front of him.

Fugui smiled sweetly and said softly, "When adults are doing things, children should not make trouble. How about I play with you?"

Looking at that sweet and beautiful face up close, Liu Chengcai's eyes widened and he instantly forgot about his parents and Liu Zhaodi.

Liu Chengcai raised his eyebrows greasyly: "No problem, you will know whether I am small or not after you try it."

He grinned lewdly and reached out his hand towards Fugui's face.

The next second, his wrist was grabbed by Fugui.

Fugui said seriously: "You know, it's very rude to make dirty jokes to girls. I'm a little angry."

Feeling the softness on his wrist, Liu Chengcai was moved: "You are even more beautiful when you are angry."

Fugui smiled slyly: "I look even more beautiful when I beat people."

"Hey, I like little wild cats that can scratch people. Come on, give it to me."

"No problem, that will satisfy you."

Before Liu Chengcai could respond, the seemingly soft and boneless little hand on his wrist suddenly bent outwards with force.

Click...

He watched as the back of his hand and wrist stuck together.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Liu Chengcai held his wrist and let out a scream that was not like a human voice, and the blue veins on his neck were throbbing.

"Son, son, what's wrong with you?"

When Liu's father saw that his beloved son was injured, he hurried over despite his brain swaying and glared at Fugui fiercely.

"You little bastard, you dare to hit my son, I will kill you."

Fugui was called a lowly person for the first time: "..."

good, very good, excellent.

"You are looking for death, old dog."

Fugui picked up the chair and hit him again.

Father Liu was knocked to the ground again. The head was spinning, blood was gushing out, and he even thought his brains were smashed out.

Fugui was still not satisfied, so he used his fists and feet to attack Liu's father violently, beating him so hard that he exhaled more than breathed in.

After beating him, Fugui winked at Liu Chengcai: "How is it, isn't it beautiful?"

Liu Chengcai looked at her with horror, all dirty thoughts disappeared, only one thought remained in his mind.

This is not a little wild cat, this is a fucking female devil.

Seeing her coming towards him, Liu Chengcai held his wrist and retreated to the door: "Don't come over here, this is my home, don't mess around..."

He pulled at the door, but it wouldn't open.

Fugui deliberately showed a perverted murderer's smile and said sinisterly: "You... can't run away."