Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 179
These two unlucky children, what are they muttering about?

Meng Huachao frowned and looked at the brothers and sisters who were leaning against their heads, whispering and biting their ears, and couldn't help pinching their fingers.

Noticing Uncle Wu's scrutinizing eyes, Meng Jie asked in a low voice, "Uncle Wu, what do you think will be done in the end?"

"boring!"

Meng Huachao turned his head and wanted to leave, but looking at the group of people blocking the way, he looked up at the sky speechlessly.

Seemingly unaware that Uncle Wu was deliberately ignoring him, Meng Jie looked at the lively group of people with a complicated expression, and asked again: "Sister, it's just two people fighting, why can't a group of people get separated, are they careless? "

"You have nothing to do with rain!"

The noisy and harsh voices were loud and harsh, and the two groups of people argued their own reasons, and if they disagreed, they started to fight. After Meng Huachao and others stared aside for a long time, they decided to change their way.

"Tangtang, Xiaojie, there is a small road leading to home, but it may be a long way around, why don't we leave first?"

Meng Tang tilted her head and questioned, "How long will it take?"

"about an hour."

Silently looking at the rowdy group of people, Meng Tang suggested: "Uncle Wu, why don't you persuade us to fight?"

Be good, she vomited in the dark, and it was hard to relieve it. The ox cart was unstable and swayed. If she sat for more than an hour, she might be able to vomit her stomach out.

The feeling of motion sickness is really uncomfortable, and she doesn't want to suffer any more!

"Uh~"

The two unlucky children know how to cheat adults!
But... looked up at Xia Yun who was about to fall, and sighed deeply.

He didn't want to change paths either, but this group of people?
Meng Jie frowned: "Uncle Wu, you are a village tyrant, are you afraid they won't succeed?"

"..."

The two unlucky children made a lot of sense.

With a stern face, he approached the two groups of people silently, his dantian sank, Meng Huachao wanted to warn him loudly, but before he could speak, a black shadow suddenly flew towards him.

The first reaction was to avoid quickly, but when he heard the woman screaming in panic, Meng Huachao stretched his arms slightly and grabbed her.

"Hmm~"

Frowning to look at the messy woman with disheveled hair, who looked like a lunatic, Meng Huachao let go of her hand unhappily.

The woman lowered her head, sobbing silently, tears dripping down on the ground.

Staring inexplicably at the woman with a miserable face, as if he had no love in life, Meng Huachao frowned and stepped forward. After half a step, a group of women suddenly rushed out from behind him and beat the poor woman to the ground.

"Little bitch, if you still dare to run, kill her!"

The thin woman was pinned to the ground and beaten, cursing, begging, and the sound of fists and feet colliding exploded in the air!
The poor woman hugged her head in panic, her eyes widened in despair, and there was a dead silence in her eyes.

Standing quietly at the same place, looking at the woman's dead eyes, Meng Huachao's spirit was shaken, and he walked to the side of the woman with a straight face, separating a group of people with his strong and powerful arms.

Pushing the cursing women aside with one hand, Meng Huachao snapped, "In public, are you trying to beat people to death?"

"It's none of your business, yo, could it be that you are her lover? Bah, shameless adulterer! Everyone, look, he is that adulterer, kill him!"

"I····"

A group of people didn't give Meng Huachao a chance to explain, and rushed up with sticks.

"Ah!"

Countless sticks were coming at him, Meng Huachao gave a cold shout and raised his arms to respond without fear.

The disorganized sticks only relied on brute force to attack. Meng Huachao, who is often combative, dodged the attack wittily, snatched the sticks away, and beat a group of unknown people.

There was a few bang bang bang bangs, and a group of people lay scattered on the ground, wailing endlessly.

After a strenuous exercise, the wet clothes stick to the muscles, and the sweaty long hair sticks to the scalp limply, releasing a strong hormonal breath.

Coolly carrying the wooden stick on his shoulders, raising his eyebrows in disdain, Meng Huachao yelled, "Are you sober?"

The bones of the whole body seemed to be smashed, grinning in pain, and a group of people shrank into a ball dragging their painful bodies.

It seemed that he had huddled with someone he was familiar with, and with confidence, the man in blue stared at Meng Huachao with stern eyes, and said rudely: "Bah, you shameless bastard, I'll kill you sooner or later."

Looking at the unrepentant and unrepentant group of people with no expression on his face, Meng Huachao sneered and ordered: "Tangtang, go to the police!"

"You dare! Stop, don't go." The man in black saw Meng Tang turn his head away, and stood up enduring the pain to stop him.

The man in blue followed suit and yelled: "Little bastard, if you dare to call the police, I will let you live or die."

"What is the law in your eyes? Or is it that you are the law of the king, and no one will control murder and crime."

Hearing Meng Huachao's confident questioning, the man in men's clothes glanced at the group of onlookers from the corner of his eye, swallowed his words with a sullen face, and pointed his finger at the woman lying limp on the ground.

With a slap, he slapped the woman's face several times in a row, and the man looked stern: "Mengniang, he is your old friend? Bitch, am I not good enough for you? You actually steal people outside and give me a cuckold. And let your adulterer beat us, you are really capable!"

Several slaps were thrown on the face one after another, and it hurt just to hear it, but the woman lying on the ground seemed to feel nothing, if not for the slight ups and downs of her chest, she would look no different from a dead person.

Meng Tang stared angrily at the man who didn't treat women as human beings, whispered a few words to the middle-aged man beside him, picked up the wooden stick and beat the man hard.

"Little bitch, court death!"

The stinging pain hit, the man shrank his body in pain, opened the wooden stick with all his might, and rushed towards it with stern eyes.

Oh, overreaching!

Rolling her eyes in disdain, Meng Tang grabbed the wooden stick and hit the man's legs with a bang.

There was a click, and there was the sound of bones breaking, followed by a cry like a pig being slaughtered in the air.

Seeing that the man didn't seem to have the ability to stand up, Meng Tang turned to look at the unlovely woman, and asked softly, "How are you, are you okay?"

The woman raised her head lifelessly, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was silent and ignorant of everything around her.

The death energy on the woman's body seemed to condense into substance, which made Meng Tang feel a little uncomfortable.

Bent down and squatting beside the woman, Meng Tang gently stroked the woman's dull hair, and softly persuaded: "There are many harsh things against women in the world, and many unreasonable rules are added after marriage. Marrying as a wife is a family. , but the husband's family doesn't think so. They think that marrying into their family should be like an old scalper, giving blindly regardless of gains and losses. But women are also human beings, and they are thoughtful people. You don't have to feel that you are wrong, because in their eyes Here, maybe your breathing is a mistake."

The woman remained silent, Meng Tang sighed heavily, and her tone suddenly became more serious: "You are you, you are yourself, not anyone else, do you want to punish yourself for the mistakes made by others?"

　The bright spots in civilian life are the essence!
　　I like rural life, and I love the excitement of every day~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)