Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Dubitu struggled frantically, trying to break free from Ning Jun's control, and was somewhat reluctant to drink the "hangover soup".

But Ning Jun was a filial daughter. She had no choice but to drag her unfilial and drunken father and slap him hard to force him to open his mouth.

There was no other way. After all, Ning Jun was a well-known obedient child in all the heavens and worlds. Every dishonest parent would become obedient after being taken over by her: at the very least, they would be sent to the hospital, and at the worst, they would be buried on the spot.

She put spoonful after spoonful of the authentic "beer" into Du Bidu's stomach.

It immediately sobered Du Bidu up from his drunken state.

None of the hangover sobering soups on the market are as effective as Ning Jun’s.

"Wuwuwu! Let me go! I'm sober!" Du Bidu was still making his last stubborn resistance.

But Ning Jun shook his head and said slowly:

"Dad, I know you drink a lot every day. I'm sure you'll get drunk and hit me later!"

During the nights of Duwu's childhood, he was probably Dubi's punching bag. He used alcohol as an excuse to beat Duwu crazily to vent his frustrations in the casino. What a useless person he was.

"So I'll continue to feed you the sobering soup until you're fully sober."

There is a kind of love called grandma thinks you are hungry.

Ning Jun felt that Du Bidu must not have sobered up from his drunken state and thought he was drunk.

Even if Du Bidu was really sober, the alcohol must still be paralyzing his nerves, so she had to make sure to make him wake up.

The crowded bathroom was filled with the laughter of a father saying goodbye to his son, and the air was filled with the strong atmosphere of family love.

Du Bidu thought Du Wu had gone mad, completely mad. But he couldn't resist. His body was as soft as cotton and in excruciating pain, as if he had been hammered a thousand times and could only let himself be manipulated, unable to muster any strength.

I tried my best but couldn't even break free

Is this evil girl really that strong?

"Let me go! I'm your father!"

"Dad, you're still drunk. I'm going to help you sober up."

After Ning Jun finished speaking, Dubitu only felt that his belly was getting bigger and bigger, so big that he couldn't recognize it.

The "hangover soup" made him nauseous, but he couldn't spit it out. He could only let the disgusting, sticky, unknown liquid attack his tongue and stomach, and his abdomen felt like it was burning.

"boom--"

Because he drank too much water, Du Bidu's beer belly suddenly exploded in his view, revealing his intestines. The greasy large intestine was all over the floor.

The heart-wrenching pain and the pain of heavy bleeding made this middle-aged man, who was only forty years old, wailed uncontrollably.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It hurts so much! Solo dance, dear girl, please let me go!"

He had never felt such pain in his entire life, even when beaten by debt collectors. Where on earth did this evil girl get her strength and martial arts skills from?

In the intense pain and death struggle, Dubitu's perspective switched, and this time he was intact.

It seems that everything just now was just a dream. How could he be so fragile that he could be killed by that little bitch Duwu?

This was all just an illusion when he was drunk.

It’s okay, it’s okay, but he still wants to seek revenge on Duwu. Who made her bully him in his dream? He wants to get back at her!

But he was soon surprised to find that his body had shrunk by more than half and became even thinner than Duwu.

How come he has become thinner! Smaller! Weaker!

In the distance, Ning Jun held a clothes hanger in his left hand and the beer bottle left by Du Bidu in his right hand. He imitated Du Bidu's usual pace and walked slowly towards him step by step.

"Good father, you always beat me up. Now, you are weak and I am strong, it is my turn to beat you up."

Useless people like Du Bidu only know how to bully the weak and use their relatively strong bodies to beat up the weaker Yang Fen and Du Wu, and use countless domestic violence incidents to demonstrate their absolute authority at home.

But this authority is about to be reversed.

One glass bottle, then two, were smashed onto Du Bidu's head, leaving him bleeding and his head buzzing. Slap after slap, the sound was crisp, loud, and rhythmic. To those who didn't know, they'd think Ning Jun was playing a music game.

It hurts, it really hurts so much.

"Stop! Stop now! Please let me go!" Du Bidu burst into tears, not knowing whether his daughter had taken the wrong medicine or eaten the spinach in the cartoon. "Daddy knows he was wrong, please let me go!"

Ning Jun smiled and rewarded Du Bidu with three heart-warming kicks, and asked him to eat some dragon fruit and blueberries.

He was beaten so hard that his skin was torn and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. The 200-pound man finally cried out for help, "Stop, please stop!"

"My dear father, when I begged you for mercy, you didn't stop."

"How about this, I'll hit you back twice as hard as you hit me, that's fair."

Only after the Du Bi Du family of three were completely beaten into submission by Ning Jun and experienced the pain of broken tendons and legs did Ning Jun allow them to return to "normal."

There are no external wounds.

But the inner pain still remains and does not disappear. Instead, it becomes more and more intense.

Du Bidu was the most seriously "injured". Ning Jun smashed his head with more than a dozen wine bottles, stuffed his stomach with foul-smelling toilet water and made him drink it until his stomach exploded. Ning Jun also used him as a sandbag and punched him hundreds of times, and he was kicked in the heart.

He still forced himself to pick up the phone and prepare to call the police.

But Ning Jun kicked the phone away.

"Hey, you wanna call the police?"

You can't call the police after being abused? Du Bidu's eyes were filled with fierce resentment. He wanted to kill Du Wu right now.

"Think about it, do you think it would be faster for the police to come, or for me to call the Jane family and tell them that Jane Qiao is your biological daughter?"

The pupils of the reader shrank.

What, she actually knew?

Duwu actually knew that she wasn't their biological daughter? She actually knew that Jian Qiao was their biological daughter. No wonder she was so arrogant when she came back today!

"Haha, even if you want to call the police, then go ahead and see if the police will listen to you or me."

Ning Jun smiled and ate the delicious fruits in the refrigerator.

The wounds she caused could not be detected or cured by modern instruments, unless the exclusive owner could spend tens of billions of dollars to treat their strange diseases.

Just as Ning Jun expected, Du Bidu brought his sleeping wife and unconscious and vomiting son to the hospital with his family.

The doctor at the hospital told him that the three of them were completely healthy and had no problems.

"How is that possible! I'm clearly in so much pain here, how could there be nothing wrong with me?"

The doctor was embarrassed. There were some problems, but Yang Fen was a little malnourished due to internal heat, her son had bad breath, and he was too obese and had the risk of diabetes.

And Du Bi Du is also sick, a kind of mental illness.