"No way!"
"Absolutely not!"
Wang Caiyun and Old Mrs. Bi spoke at the sa ti. Bi Xia sneered, "No way? Absolutely not?"
"Right now, it’s no longer up to you, but up to !"
Her starry eyes turned cold, watching as three sturdy strong n entered the cell. Two blocked the door, while one approached Bi Qingzhi.
Bi Xia squinted slightly and said slowly, "Old Mrs. Bi, do you rember what I told you today?"
"What?" Old Mrs. Bi had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, she heard that chilly voice slowly ring out, "You hit my brother today and injured his arm. So, your precious grandson will have to give my brother’s arm back... Hit him!"
As soon as the words fell, one strong man stepped to Old Mrs. Bi’s side, bent down to pick up one half of her broken cane, strode over to Bi Wu, threw Wang Caiyun, who tried to block him, aside, and rcilessly struck Bi Wu’s arm with the cane.
The broken cane split into two again. Bi Wu scread in agony, collapsed to the ground, and convulsed. The strong man bent down again by Old Mrs. Bi’s side, picking up the other half of the cane. Old Mrs. Bi was too frightened to speak.
"Next, it’s for the blow ant for my mother but landed on instead..." Bi Xia clicked her tongue and continued flippantly, "To be honest, I don’t have such principles about not hitting old people, won, or children. But you should be grateful. Today’s crowd is too large for to retaliate against you."
"Next, your son will take the hit, on his back. Hit him!"
The strong man flipped Bi Qingzhi over and the cane heavily struck his back. By now, Bi Qingzhi had no strength to scream, rely whimpering and crying.
"Bi Xia!" Old Mrs. Bi’s hands trembled, "Bi Xia! You damned little bastard!"
"Oh, grandma, why are you so brainless?" Bi Xia chuckled softly, glancing at the convulsing Bi Wu in Wang Caiyun’s arms, curling her lips evilly, "Since it was your son just now, next, it will be your grandson."
Upon hearing this, Bi Wu’s body convulsed even more violently. He held his head and scread, and Wang Caiyun hugged him tightly, "No! Bi Xia! No! Xiao Wu has gone mad! He can’t take it anymore!"
Mad?
Bi Xia raised an eyebrow, flicked the switch shut, and looked expressionlessly at Bi Wu being dragged out. Her starry eyes deepened. Mad? Ha, what she had gone through in the previous life was far more than just madness!
"Oh, right," Chu Wu tilted his head as if he rembered sothing, "Saying mad might be an overstatent. Qin Zhan found out he had his eyes on your arm that day and dealt with them. He only did a bit of handiwork on that child, driving him half-mad. Tsk... pitiful."
"Pitiful?" Bi Xia snorted coldly, "No, not pitiful at all. If it were , I would make sure he didn’t stop at just half-mad."
Upon hearing Bi Xia’s words, Chu Wu leaned back on the table, swinging his long legs, and sighed wistfully, "Ah, birds of a feather flock together. You two haven’t even tied the knot yet, and you’re already standing up for him..."
Bi Xia gave Chu Wu a half-smile, "Aren’t you supposed to be on Fourth Brother’s side?"
Who would have thought Chu Wu would righteously straighten up, waving his hand, "Who’s on their side? I’ve decided, I’m with you, family!"
Bi Xia: ...
"So," Chu Wu winked at Bi Xia, "you also have to be on my side, family~"
Bi Xia silently curled her lips and raised her hand to high-five Chu Wu, "Rest assured."
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