The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

The woman opened the door, went out, grabbed a whip, and began lashing at the wicked servants and old women.

Before they could even react to the beating, those guys who got hit were in excruciating pain, because they were hit on the back and ended up lying on the ground.

"Tell me, did you steal it?"

"Yes or no"

The woman had gone mad; she was whipping wildly, and her wicked servants were running all over the place.

"Madam, I didn't take your things."

"Impossible! Who else could it be but you?"

*Crack!* A whip lashed out, striking the servant who was running too slowly. The whip struck his leg, and the servant collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

……

Everyone realized that the lady had gone mad.

Those who weren't hit ran away quickly and disappeared in no time, while those who were lying on the ground became targets for venting their anger. One bad guy was even beaten to death.

"Master, aren't you going to stop it?"

"No,"

"Master, when did you become so heartless?"

"It has always been that way; it's just my nature."

Suddenly, Feige scattered the indentures, and the servants, rascals, and old women scrambled over to find their own indentures.

Then swallowed it in one gulp

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha"

……

The old hags and servants laughed, tears streaming down their faces.

The woman suddenly stopped moving. She threw down the whip, ran frantically into the room, and began to cry, and then cried again.

She was looking for those contracts of servitude.

……

Feige appeared, and the old hags and servants on the ground stared at her.

"You can all leave. And take her out and bury her. You're free now."

The wicked servants and old women got up, and several of the better-behaved servants and old women carried the dead servant away.

Feige appeared in the woman's room.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying so hard? Who upset you?"

Hearing the sound, the woman looked up and saw Fei Ge. This woman had been unlucky since the first day she entered the door. She stood up, rushed over and hit Fei Ge, but Fei Ge went straight behind her and slapped her across the face. The woman spun around and around.

"Master, you're still as skilled as ever!"

"Why don't you give it a try?"

"Master, are you looking down on me?"

“It’s good to know”

Feige tapped the woman's back, and she stopped. She looked at Feige, her eyes sparkling.

Feige wasn't in a hurry. After a while, the woman regained consciousness. She looked at Feige as if she had been poisoned.

"It's all your fault, you slut, you jinx! Nothing good has happened since you came in!" the woman cursed.

Feige wasn't angry.

"Aren't you the jinx? You ruined your own man like that, what right do you have to blame others? How can you be so shameless? Hmm, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. And what right do you have to sleep in someone else's bed? Who do you think you are? You disgraceful piece of trash!"

Feige finished her scolding with a smile, and the woman rushed over, wanting to hit her again.

"Have you gotten used to being arrogant and domineering, so you enjoy being so haughty? Oh, right, didn't you say you were going to sell us out? Go ahead and sell us, we're all waiting."

The woman was furious. What a load of rubbish! The indenture was gone.

"Alright, stop wasting time. I've taken those indentures. We're free now, you can't sell us. Besides, the government didn't make any notes, so we have nothing to do with you. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless," Feige said and left.

She went to the concubine's room.

Have you thought it through?

"I've made up my mind. I'll go somewhere where no one is around and live a good life," said the concubine in purple.

“Okay, let’s go,” Feige said with a smile.

When Feige came out, he locked the woman's door, so she couldn't get out.

Once outside, Feige took out a stack of silver notes, which he had found in the woman's book, of course.

“Take this money and buy a carriage, a big one. Be careful on the road, and don’t flaunt your wealth. Be happy, and I’ll come to see you when I have time,” Feige said with a smile.

"Okay," the woman in purple said earnestly as she took the money.

"Once we're outside, we don't need to hide our identities. You can be concubines; the authorities won't have a record of it, so don't worry about her causing trouble. She's too busy. Let's go."

The eight women watched Feige leave, though reluctant to part with her.

They left, and Feige went to the man's room.

The man was overjoyed to see someone arrive.

Feige walked to the bedside, where a foul smell wafted out, particularly pungent.

“You’ve come,” the man said.

"Well, here I come."

The man shed tears.

"What's going on here"

"I, I..." The man didn't know what to say. At this moment, he felt heartbroken. It was all retribution. For the past two days, no one had cared for him. He was hungry, thirsty... and even wanted to die.

Can you promise me something?

"What is it?" the man asked.

"Die with her."

The "good" man agreed without even thinking.

Feige came out shyly, trying to enter the woman's room. The woman was already numb, and when she saw Feige come in, she had only one thought: to stab her to death.

"Don't get excited, come and see what this is."

When the woman saw the words "divorce letter," her pupils dilated.

"Impossible! How could this be? How could this be?"

……

Finally, the woman finished venting.

"Look, you've been divorced. It's over. Now you can go," Feige said with a smile.

The woman was furious. She saw a knife under the bed, ran over, grabbed it, and stabbed Feige.

"Go to hell, go to hell!"

Feige simply disappeared.

The woman came out with a knife, went to the man's room, looked at the man on the bed, and was furious. Then, she stabbed him.

One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four cuts...

Finally, the man died completely, his eyes wide open in death, unable to be wiped away.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's ruthless, Master. Your stamina is back, 7 points."