After waking up, the supernatural boss was pampered by his wife

Chapter 102 There is no cure
"That's right." The old village head, Chang Shu, nodded with a sigh of relief, "My son has taken a fancy to that woman, and she must stay to carry on the family line of our Zhou family. What about Mr. Fu and Mr. Ye, as long as she dares to stop my son Happiness, I will never let them go."

Hearing the old village chief's words that almost distorted human nature, An Muxue smiled wryly.

At first she didn't believe what Zhao Wenman said, but now it seems that she is really too stupid.

Everyone didn't dare to say anything more when they heard the village chief say such words, but at this moment, the eyes of a villager next to him suddenly widened and looked in the direction of the inner room.

"Come, come, take a sip, there is no turning back when you open the bow. Since we have chosen this path, we must go all the way to the end."

Another villager was yelling at the side, but when he saw the name of the village, he was also taken aback, and hit him on the head with his hand.

"What are you looking at? Drink quickly..."

During the conversation, he followed the eyes of the villagers and froze there.

Both Zhou Pushu and the old village head turned their backs to the door, and did not see the scene behind them, while the surrounding villagers had completely froze.

"What's the matter with you? It's like seeing a ghost."

The old village chief said disapprovingly, took a sip of the spirits and turned around, almost spitting out the spirits in his mouth.

Zhou Pushu was also puzzled, turned his head to look, his face froze immediately.

"Little... Xiaoxue!"

I can't straighten my tongue.

The atmosphere instantly fell into embarrassment, and it was very stiff. Suddenly, the old village chief got up and walked quickly to the door, closed the door, turned around and said to several young people, "What are you doing in a daze, arrest this woman quickly."

With an order, several villagers didn't hesitate any longer, and stepped forward one after another to grab An Muxue with their hands.

At this time, An Muxue had completely lost patience with the villagers here. She grabbed the oncoming big hand with one hand, and with a little force, she heard a click, and her bones broke instantly.

"Ah!" The villagers screamed, and another villager threw a stool at him from the side.

An Muxi stretched out his arm to block it, and there was another click, and the stool broke in response, while An Muxue seemed to be okay, without frowning.

This time the villagers were also stunned, and even Zhou Pushu next to him was shocked by this scene.

The old village head brought a very thick rope from the side, stepped forward and threw it to the villager by the head, ready to tie An Muxue.

But a sausage-thick rope was tied to An Muxue's body, but An Muxue's expression remained calm.

With cold eyes, Zhou Pushu asked, "Why did you lie to me?"

"I..." Zhou Pushu looked pale, and his words were still in knots, "What did I lie to you?"

"Why did the old willow tree become a spirit? How did Mrs. Yan die?"

"Didn't I tell you? Her suicide has nothing to do with us."

Although the words were firm, Zhou Pushu's face was already pale, and his eyes were erratic. It's hard not to doubt this kind of lying attitude.

"Are you still refusing to tell the truth?" An Muxue said coldly.

The village chief next to him became impatient, took a pipe and slammed the table a few times, and bawled, "So what if we did it? Anyway, you are in our hands now, no matter how disobedient you are, you will lose your leg." I'll interrupt you."

"That's right, I broke my wrist and neck. This bitch is really strong." The villager whose wrist was broken also spoke harshly, with those cannibalistic eyes that wished he could swallow An Muxue alive.

An Muxue was not in a hurry, with a cold expression on her face, she looked at the old village chief and said, "You tied me up with such a thick chain in the cellar, don't you think about how I escaped?"

When this question was asked, everyone was taken aback.

It's really surprising, it's an iron chain, even a cow can't break free, how did she, a weak woman, escape?
Zhou Pushu looked at the strangle marks on An Muxue's neck, his heart tightened, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously, "You...you broke the chain yourself?"

When this question was asked, the other villagers seemed to have heard a joke, and slapped Zhou Pushu on the shoulder with one hand and said mockingly, "Master Zhou, what joke are you talking about? Those are iron chains, and no man can escape, let alone a woman."

But the face of the old village head became extremely ugly, as if he had realized something.

"You recovered your memory?"

"It has already recovered."

An Muxue's calm answer completely stunned the old village chief. He once asked Zhao Wenman about An Muxue's details. Zhao Wenman said that An Muxue's status is extraordinary. People in the mysterious organization.

If there is a fight, even if the whole village fights together, they may not be her opponent.

"You... when did you remember?"

Zhou Pushu was still struggling with this problem, while the old village head was already in a cold sweat. He pulled Zhou Pushu's wrist, winked at him vigorously, and said in a low voice, "Go, go, escape as fast as you can, to the deep mountain Fleeing, she is not familiar with the way there, maybe she can save her life."

"What?" Zhou Pushu didn't understand what the old village chief did, and the two villagers beside him didn't feel anxious about it.

On the contrary, I still feel that the old village chief is making a fuss out of a molehill, just a woman, what are the four big men afraid of?

What's more, An Muxue was already tied up with a rope, even if she wanted to do something, she couldn't do it.

"You guys did what happened to Mrs. Yan."

An Muxue sat aside and said coldly, letting the ropes point at her arms, it seemed that she was suppressing her emotions.

"Isn't this bitch crazy? Why do you keep repeating this sentence."

A villager looked at An Muxue in confusion, and An Muxue continued, "The shroud was taken from the corpse in the cellar. Everyone of you is lying, and you even bribed Er Gouzi to make up those Messy rumors, after being strangled to death by you, people put on clothes and fell on the big tree, what I said is true."

Zhou Pushu's face was pale, his hands trembling while holding a glass of wine.

"It's her own fault. If she gave us the money, we wouldn't kill her."

"That's right." Another villager quickly answered, "Where can a woman spend so much money, enough for her son's tuition fees, but she still wants to live in the city and doesn't care about herself. "

"It's hopeless." An Muxue slowly closed her eyes, she was completely disappointed in the villagers here.

I poured all my strength into my arms, and with a little force, I only heard the rope slam, and it broke on the ground.

Everyone was shocked, they had never seen such a shocking phenomenon, such a thick rope was broken by a woman.

Is this still a person?

(End of this chapter)