MTL - Rebirth Junior High School: The Excelling Top Student Goddess (Female Star Student Is Awesome)-Chapter 2320 Do you dare to do it later?

Chapter 2320, are you dare to do it later?

"Get me out!"

The cloud painting rushed to the Tang family and opened the door of the Tang family.

"Who, who, why?"

Daxie Bai Xiumei immediately squatted out. As soon as he saw the cloud-shaped hand-held kitchen knife, Bai Xiumei was shocked. "What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Cloud painting finds a night's herbal medicine. One night does not sleep, the spirit is highly concentrated, and the eyes are covered with red blood. At first glance, it is like a tear in the eyes, a fierce look like hell, very much. Deaf people.

Bai Xiumei was really scared by her posture, squatting back, while returning and shouting: "Come on, come out soon, the third family is going to kill!"

"Hey! Noisy people." Tang Jianguo also walked out of the house, followed by the two sons of the big house, Tang Jinwen and Tang Jinwu brothers.

When Tang Jinwu saw the cloud painting, he immediately shouted: "What do you want! What do you want!"

Tang Jinwen pulled a Tang Jinwu, frowning, "shut up."

Tang Jinwu almost didn't jump up. "She is holding a knife! What is she doing!"

Cloud paintings look at Tang Jinwu: "Yesterday was you, beating and beating."

Tang Jinwu looked at the front of the cloud painting. In a flash, he only felt that he was stared at by the poisonous snake. He was shaking around his body. He shook his head and said: "No, no! I don't!"

Cloud painting with a kitchen knife, step by step toward Tang Jinwu.

Tang Jinwu quickly went to hide behind his brother Tang Jinwen, and his voice trembled and excused. "I don't have it. I didn't beat it. It was milk that kicked him and kicked him to vomit blood. It was none of my business!"

The cloud painting finally stopped, staring at Tang Jinwu and glanced deeply. "In the future, dare to bully the toot?"

"No no no..."

"You a little daughter-in-law came to our yard to scatter wild, and also to scare my grandson, I don't want to live you!"

The sharp, harsh sound came from a distance and approached quickly.

Apparently, Mrs. Tang had left the door early in the morning, and I heard that something happened at home and I quickly rushed back.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the cloud painting was threatening her baby grandson. Is this still worth it?

Mrs. Tang’s old lady came over like a cannonball. “A little daughter-in-law is going to do it, and dare to run to our house!”

Cloud painting turned and looked at Mrs. Tang. "Yesterday, you kicked the vomiting blood."

Her voice was calm, but it sounded extraordinarily cold.

Mrs. Tang’s wife was not afraid at all. She stalked her neck and pointed at the nose of the cloud painting. “It’s a slap in the face. He dares to fight the grandson. He kicks him, he’s not only kicking, but the next time. He also took the bricks to his head. You better call the little hybrids to roll away. After seeing my grandson, I will take a detour. Otherwise, I will see him once! A small beast, life is quite hard. I still don’t die when I vomit blood..."

The cloud painting suddenly reached out and grabbed the arm of Mrs. Tang, and twisted her hand to cut the arm of Mrs. Tang.

"哎呦-"

Mrs. Tang’s wife mourned in an instant.

When the young adult arm is reversed, it will be very painful. It can't move, and it can't resist, let alone an old lady who is old, can't stand it. It is controlled by cloud painting. Mrs. Tang only feels that her bones are broken. Now, mourn immediately.

The cloud painting pushed Mrs. Tang and took people to the wall. "If you just said something, tell me again."

"You are a little black-hearted woman, you can't die, your little hybrids can't die, don't kill him... ah-"

Mrs. Tang was lying on the wall with her face on her side.

She glanced at the kitchen knife in the hand of the cloud and cut it down towards her face.

She is really dare!

Mrs. Tang’s wife was so scared that she was so frightened.

The sharp blade was cut towards the facade of Mrs. Tang. She even felt the air flow driven by the knife. She even felt the blade sticking to her skin.

"boom!"

A sound.

The knife has been cut down heavily...

"God!"

"Don't dare!"

"Lin Zhiqing will stop!"

When the villagers flocked to the scene, they saw the picture of Lin Yun’s waving his hand and cutting it straight toward the facade of Mrs. Tang.

Most people are scared.

Only a small number of people who are sensible, trying to get close to Lin Yun's paintings, tried to slam Lin Wenhua to stop.

This is to make a life.

But the knife in the hands of the cloud painting has been cut down.

Seeing the end of the blood splash on the spot.

Mrs. Tang’s own wife was also scared and closed her eyes.

"boom!"

The sound of the knife cutting into the wall.

Mrs. Tang opened her eyes, and the knife slanted against her nose and forehead and slashed into the wall!

The hair in front of her forehead was cut off, and the nose was cold, and the tip of the nose touched the blade, and the ice made her squat.

Others rushed forward and opened the cloud painting.

Of course, some people have quickly hurried to support Mrs. Tang, who has a soft leg.

Because the courtyard wall is the adobe wall, the cloud painting just gave the old lady to the wall, and after cutting it, the knife tip was cut directly into the adobe wall.

The adobe is made of straw and yellow mud. It has been eroded by the wind and rain for many years. The outer layer of the adobe has become relatively soft. The knife is cut into it, and it does not look like a hard stone or a hard brick.

Therefore, Mrs. Tang’s hair was also smashed into the adobe by the tip of the knife. Mrs. Tang wanted to pull her head, but the hair in front of her forehead was nailed to the wall and could not be pulled out.

"Hurry up and pull out the knife!" Mrs. Tang’s voice was a little embarrassing.

The people on the side immediately went to pull the knife, but the knife was cut too deep, and the face of Mrs. Tang was in the near future. If the force was pulled out, but it was out of the direction, accidentally hurt people.

The safest way is to take scissors and cut off the hair that Mrs. Tang has been nailed in front of her.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Tang finally recovered her freedom, but the hair in front of her forehead was missing, and it looked like a pit and awkward.

But this is not a big deal. It’s even more embarrassing that Mrs. Tang’s diaper is trousers.

"I don't live anymore!"

Mrs. Tang’s old lady cried and said, “I’m not alive, I’m not alive. I’m so old, I’m still being forced to take a knife. She’s going to kill, oh, when the poor Jianqing brought people back, who I think this is a bad thing for my family..."

The cloud painting broke away from the person who took her, step by step approaching Mrs. Tang: "I asked myself that I have never been sorry for your Tang family. I am not sorry for you. I have raised Jianqing for 16 years, but Jianqing these The salary for the year is all for you, a few thousand, isn’t it enough to buy out your kindness?”

"The animals have feelings, let alone people. And you, in name, raised Jianqing for 16 years. In fact, it was not as good as the animals, but there was no love at all!"

"You said that the salary of Jianqing should be the reward you should have to raise him. OK, I confess, screaming at the village, saying that if you raise a baby in the countryside, you can even eat 100 drinks a year. 1600 in 16 years, how much did Jianqing give you? Thousands of pieces! How can it be enough?"

Cloud paintings stare at Mrs. Tang: "Jianqing is dead, you can't wait to drive our mothers out of the house, to build the Qing is not your own reason, let our mothers go out of the house, OK, this I also recognize!"

"I build a house. Except for my second brother, you don't want to help a little. You can't match the love of the village neighbors. I also recognize this! You have to come to me, you come to me, why? Want to move the child!"

"Dudu is a few years old! You are all decades old, you also have grandchildren, you are in the air, how can you get it!"

"How can you get it!"

Cloud paintings rushed toward Mrs. Tang’s wife, screaming, because she was too angry and too excited, the red blood in her eyes was thicker, and the whole person was as crazy.

"Lin Zhiqing, you calm down, but fortunately, Dudu is now fine." Chen Fushan, the village party secretary who arrived, quickly persuaded him.

In any case, Mrs. Tang is also an elder, even if she does not recognize Tang Jianqing, the dead three sons, and Lin Yunhua, the three daughters, but Mrs. Tang is still an elder, an old man.

Lin Zhiqing is so strong against Mrs. Tang, so aggressive, it will certainly make many people unaccustomed.

Chen Fushan is also doing good for her.

"I can't calm down!"

The sound of the cloud painting was sharp and almost torn. She stared at Mrs. Tang. "I saw the wild boar in the village? I played it alone. Believe it or not, I told you to become like the wild boar!"

"Qingtian, oh, killing people in the daytime, I will sue her and tell her to kill!" Mrs. Tang is still rolling on the ground.

Cloud painted and laughed. "Go and sue me, good, let's go together."

She stared at Mrs. Tang, with a bloodthirsty smile on her face: "I hurt you a minute? Oh, I cut off your hair. But you, I beat my beep very seriously. Dudu is the son of a martyr, I am going to sue you, telling you to murder the son of the martyr, causing the son of the martyr to be seriously injured!"

She said, she stood up. "Go, go together. I have to look at it. Is there anybody in this case! It is not a bad thing to murder the martyrs orphans. Even the children of the martyrs dare to hurt. This person still wants to Dry up?..."

"Lin Zhiqing!"

Chen Fushan's face changed, and quickly said, "Lin Zhiqing, the more you say the more serious, the old lady is not intentional, toot is also her grandson, is a moment of urgency, made something wrong..."

Chen Fushan stared at Mrs. Tang: "I still don't rush to apologize to Lin Zhiqing! I am telling you to hurt the orphans of the martyrs. Believe it or not, send you to the most bitter prison to labor reform!"

Mrs. Tang’s face changed, but she was lucky: “He beat his grandson and he kicked him.”

"Kicked a kick? Isn't it hurt to kick the martyrs' loneliness? You know what kind of nature you know!!" Chen Fushan said with a calm face.

Mrs. Tang’s face has changed.

Chen Fushan looked at the liberation of Tang. "She doesn't understand, you still don't understand?"

Tang Liberation hated it, went to the old lady of Tang, and suddenly slammed his feet to Mrs. Tang...

(End of this chapter)