The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

"Were you all blind when she bullied me?"

Everyone was speechless. They could only say that they had seen it before but just didn't want to do anything about it.

"It's just children playing around. If she knows she's wrong, just let her go!" Liang Xintian's mother also walked over trembling and said softly.

"Crack, click, click..."

Liang Xintian looked down and saw her hair scattered all over the floor. She immediately screamed, "You, you cut my hair, and you actually picked up my hair..."

"Why are you shouting? It's just hair. It will grow back after you cut it." Xihe didn't stop cutting: "By the way, don't move! Otherwise, I won't be responsible if I cut your ears!"

When she bullied the original owner in the past, she would either cut her clothes or her hair.

No matter how many people there are today, Xihe will not let them go.

When Liang Xintian heard Xihe's words, she no longer dared to tremble, for fear that Xihe would really cut off her ears.

When Liang Yuxin saw Xihe cutting his sister's hair, he sneaked out the door.

"Bang!" Xihe picked up a vase and threw it on his back, and Liang Yuxin fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Liang Laosan and his wife yelled and left their daughter behind and ran to their son.

When they helped their son up, they found that several of his teeth had been knocked out. They wanted to shout but were afraid that Xihe would hit them, so they could only suppress their grief and help their son walk out the door.

"Feng Hongxiu, are you crazy?" Liang Ji, the head of the Liang family, stood up and looked at Xi He seriously: "You beat people like this, who else do you want to kill?"

"I will kill anyone who provokes me." Xi He looked at Liang Ji with a mocking expression: "You are all alive now? Were you all dead when they hurt me?"

"That's enough, Feng Hongxiu." Liang Ji interrupted Xi He harshly and said seriously, "If you beat them all like this, I can arrest you."

"Haha! For the sake of your Liang family's wealth and glory, you won't let anyone arrest me." Xihe smiled contemptuously, his tone revealing his disdain for Liang Ji.

"You..." Liang Ji was shocked. He looked at Xihe in surprise.

Did she know those things? If she did, what would they do?

It's not time yet. Should we take action immediately and control her first?

But her fighting power is so high that they probably can't catch her.

While Liang Ji was thinking, Xihe also cut Liang Xintian's clothes into pieces.

Liang Xintian hugged herself tightly, trembling constantly, her eyes filled with resentment that was difficult to conceal.

"Crack!" Xihe grabbed her hands and exerted force, and her arms broke.

The intense pain made Liang Xintian's lips lose their color. She opened her mouth wide, ready to make a heart-wrenching cry for help.

Xihe picked up someone's shoes from the ground and stuffed them into her mouth with such force that Liang Xintian rolled her eyes.

Xihe's eyes were full of indifference. She had no grudge against the original owner, but she bullied her whenever she saw her.

Cutting things is a small matter for her. She can even do something as wicked as putting a needle in the quilt.

After the original owner was stabbed, she laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. Now her arm is broken and she can't use it for the rest of her life. Let's see if she can still hurt others?

Xihe kicked her when he left, and her head hit the wall, making a big hole. The bright red liquid spurted out and splashed all over the face of the person next to her.

"It's your turn, come on!" Xihe grabbed a boy's ear and pulled him out of the crowd.

Ji witnessed Xihe's almost crazy behavior and felt helpless.

He forced himself to cheer up and asked others to help the unconscious old man Liang on the ground.

He was overwhelmed when he saw those bodyguards. So many people were beaten like this. He had to think of a way to solve this problem.

Xihe didn't care what he thought. She grabbed Zhao Siyu's ear with one hand and slapped him in the face with the other.

This is the son of Liang Qin, the youngest daughter of Old Man Liang. Whenever he sees the original owner, he forces her to follow him to meet his group of cronies.

He told those people that he would give them a hundred dollars if they slapped the original owner.

Those people were not doing it for money, they were doing it for the power behind Zhao Siyu. They all tried their best to beat the original owner, and every time the original owner was beaten black and blue.

"You, you let me go..." Zhao Siyu struggled desperately, his voice filled with panic and despair.

"Don't you like slapping games? Let's play it now."

Xihe's voice was cruel and cold, revealing a sense of pleasure in revenge. She wanted Zhao Siyu to experience firsthand the pain he had inflicted on his original body.

"Wuwuwu, I was wrong... I was wrong. I apologize to you for what I did before. Can you please let me go?"

"No, I also want to play the slapping game." Xihe shook his head and looked at the other members of the Liang family.

"Come here, all of you, take turns slapping him. If anyone displeases me, I'll chop off one of your fingers."

"Bang!" Those people felt nervous when they heard that. They loosened their hands and the old man Liang who had just been helped up fell heavily to the ground again.

There was also a benefit. Old Man Liang's fall woke him up again.

He covered his head and slowly sat up, calling out to his eldest son in a cold voice: "Liang Ji, Liang Ji..."

"Father, I'm here." Liang Ji came to his senses when he heard his father's voice and squatted down quickly.

"Have you caught that damn girl?"

"Father...Father..." Liang Ji swallowed the words he was about to say when he saw Xihe right in front of him.

"Boss, are you mute?" Old man Liang couldn't wait for his son to speak, so he asked loudly in annoyance.

"You're so lucky, old man!" Xi He squatted down and patted his head, saying, "You managed to wake up after being beaten by me!"

"Feng...Feng Hongxiu?" When Old Man Liang saw the person in front of him clearly, he jumped up suddenly.

"I'm here! What do you want me to do?" Xihe raised the crutch in his hand, eager to try.

"Stop... stop hitting me. My old bones can't take it... can't take it..." Old man Liang's head ached when he saw his beloved walking stick.

"I don't have to beat you. Let your children line up and beat that beast, otherwise I will smash your head with my crutch." Xihe pointed at Zhao Siyu who was crying on the ground and said.

Old Man Liang hesitated for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

"Dad, Siyu is your grandson!" When Liang Qin and his wife saw that old man Liang agreed, they shouted hurriedly.

"Who told you not to take care of your own son?" Old Man Liang said angrily, "If you don't beat him now, are you waiting for everyone else to get beaten?"