Chapter 4722: Conscience was eaten by a dog

When he put his bag and cell phone on the ground and was about to speak, the

drunk grabbed his arm and said viciously: "Little bunny, I told you to cook.

Are you deaf?"

Zhao Yuanjing's gaze swept across his hand, and his eyes were cold.

The woman trembled in fear, but she didn't dare to stop her, she said weakly:

"Xiaojing, don't make your dad angry, go get the food. There is noon leftovers

in the pot, and there are two eggs in the refrigerator. You can just make a

fried rice."

Zhao Yuanjing ignored it and said coldly, "I only give you one chance, let

go."

His gaze completely angered the drunkard: "Little bastard, the wings are

stiff, right? What kind of look do you have? A dog that owes you!"

He raised his hand and called to Zhao Yuanjing's head.

Zhao Yuanjing flipped over and easily dropped him to the ground.

The drunk fell on his back, his eyes turned black before he fell, and he did

not stand up for a long time.

Zhao Yuanjing stepped on his face and said coldly: "Remember, I am not Zhao

Xiaojing. He is dead, this is his thing."

After saying this, he turned and left.

The woman hurriedly caught up: "Xiaojing, Xiaojing, don't go!"

I just went out and ran into a fat woman.

With a bag in her hand, the woman saw Zhao Yuanjing's appearance, and

hurriedly protected him behind her, and said angrily: "Wanmei, you have beaten

Xiaojing again? Are you going to kill your son to make you satisfied?"

Wan Mei put on a smile: "It's his aunt, it's so late, why are you here."

"I came back after working overtime. Don't worry about Xiao Jing, come and

take a look. Sure enough, you are beating him again!" The fat woman looked at

the drunk man lying on the floor in the room, and said disgustedly, "Xiao Jing

is following you, so I'll just pass this. Kind of life. Are you worthy of my

brother?"

Wan Mei coldly said, "Your brother left us and left, and mentioned what he

did."

"What about your conscience? My brother didn't leave because of you? Wanmei,

your conscience was given to the dog!" The fat woman was furious, "Xiaojing,

let's go and go home with my aunt."

Wan Mei sneered: "Can you afford to raise him? How much money does your family

owe? The house is mortgaged? The poor are almost out of food, and Xiaojing

needs to be raised. You really have the face to say."

"It doesn't matter to you! I'm just dead poor, and I'm better than a shameless

like you. You have to marry someone, no one cares about you. But the man you

marry keeps getting angry all day long. That won't work!"

At this time, the drunk man in the room slowly came over, got up, picked up a

chair and rushed over, angrily cursing: "I'll kill you little beast!"

In Wan Mei's scream, the fat woman was beaten with blood all over her face.

Seeing the blood, the drunkard became sober, mumbled something, turned around

and left.

The fat woman squatted to the ground holding her head.

Wan Mei looked at her and hesitated.

"Don't close the door yet! Don't let that little beast come in! Otherwise I

will kill you ass!"

There was a man's cursing in the room.

Wan Mei closed the door.

Before closing the door, perhaps her conscience discovered that she took out

Zhao Xiaojing's bag and mobile phone, put them on the ground, and whispered:

"Xiaojing, I will transfer you a hundred yuan later, you find a hotel for one

night. "

Not long after closing the door, there were sounds of beating and cursing, and

women crying for mercy.

Zhao Yuanjing frowned and looked at.

"Are you okay? I'll send you to the doctor." The fat woman was Zhao Xiaojing's

aunt. After all, she was injured by the drunk because she was trying to

protect him.

He couldn't watch or ask.