Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"In this way, is it really my fault?" Duanmu Baolian thought in a daze. Could it be that it was her fault that Chen Baizhi became like this and Zhang Fengzhen insulted her father and daughter again and again?

"Of course not." Mr. Mei shook his head and said, "I can't say that - how old were you at that time? You were under 16 years old, what do you know? Mr. Duanmu left suddenly, and it was too late for you to be sad, so why would you think too much? ? It can only be accepted, human nature is too humble."

"Today I'm here to deal with things." Sun Wuye felt that he couldn't stand Yang Nairu's arguments, and said, "A slut is a slut, there is no need to make any excuses, there is no such thing as Boss Baolian in this world, both parents died , sojourn with relatives, and I have never seen anyone like them."

"That's right!" Yang Nairu nodded.

And at this moment, Duanmu Baolian could hear Chen Bozhi yelling loudly in the room: "Ah...it hurts me to death, Baolian... Baolian...help me...56...57, ah... pain……"

After Chen Bozhi called "Mom" in pain, no one answered him, and started calling Chen Baihua and Wang Sha'er indiscriminately. It's just that these two people are also in danger, so why would they pay attention to him?

In the end, he shamelessly called "Baolian" to save him.

He felt that his ass had been sucked by the coyote, the pain was unbearable, and he cried out loudly, why is it only 57?There are still more than 40 blows, how long will he endure?

Ah... They also said that they would beat him like this every month. Doesn't that mean that he would suffer such a living crime once a month?

When Chen Bozhi counted to sixty, the coyote stopped and gave the two men a wink. The two strong men understood, and immediately pulled Chen Bozhi and forced him to kneel on the ground.

"Boy, there are still forty blows left. I will smoke a cigarette, take a rest, and continue to fight later." The coyote said deliberately.

"Ah..." Chen Bozhi turned pale with shock, rested his strength, and then continued to hit... there are still forty blows, and it's only sixty blows. He felt that he was already dying of pain.

"Master, please, don't hit me." Chen Bozhi had been crying and begging for a long time.

"What did you do so early?" Coyote sneered, "Don't worry, kid, today is just the beginning. Think about it, you owe our family 300 million. In one year, you can only pay back the rent of Boss Baolian. The rest Yes, it will take at least ten years for you to pay off the 300 million you owe, hum."

"That is to say, your kid will be beaten for at least 11 years, understand?" Wang Laoer came in with a cigarette in his mouth, and said coldly.

"No, no, please, don't want it..." Chen Baizhi felt his head was a little confused. For 11 years, he has to suffer this kind of beating every month?Does he still have a good time? "I am willing to do things for you, to pay off your money, please don't beat me."

"Damn!" the coyote cursed fiercely, "Don't you know how hard it is to find a job these days, you are a little hooligan with no diploma and no education, what can you do? You are honest here waiting for the uncle I."

With that said, the coyote came out.

Yang Nairu asked: "Finished?"

"No!" The coyote shook his head and said, "I didn't even use my strength. That kid was just crying like a ghost and calling Boss Baolian's name. I felt uncomfortable."

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