Chapter 42
"what……"

A tragic cry interrupted the secret that was about to be revealed. Song Dezhi looked over and saw a drunk man beating a woman not far away.

"I beg you, don't hit me... woo woo..."

Several buttons of the woman's upper body clothes were torn off, revealing the blue bra underneath.His hair was disheveled and his body was dirty in several places.

"Do you dare to run? I let you run, I let you run. See if I don't beat you to death."

The man's eyes were red, and he pulled the woman's hair. The woman's face was exposed. Song Dezhi gasped when he saw the woman's swollen face.

If it's such a deep hatred, it can be so cruel.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting... woo woo..."

"Smelly bitch, you are my wife, who dares to care if I beat you!"

The man slapped the woman on the face, and with a slap, the woman spat out a mouthful of blood, and her tooth was knocked out, and a miserable white tooth was exposed from the bright red blood.

Song Dezhi couldn't stand it any longer, he stuffed the ivory box into Xue Zhongyang's arms, and strode towards the man.

"Take it!" Xue Zhongyang stretched out his hand and pulled her, but didn't grab her.

"Where's the money? Give me the money! If you don't give me the money, I'll beat you to death."

"That's the money for the child to go to school. I bought you wine and drank it. How can the child have money to pay the school fee?"

"What school are you going to? That kid is stupid, and he's useless in school."

"How do you know that my son is worthless? No matter how worthless he is, he is better than you? At least he doesn't gamble or drink too much..."

"Bitch, do you dare to say that again?"

Seeing the slap, the woman clasped her head with her hands and lowered her head, but she didn't wait for the pain from the slap on her body.

"who are you?"

When the woman looked up, she saw Song Dezhi clutching the man's arm, "Let go! She is my wife, and I beat my wife, so you have nothing to do with me! Get the hell out of me and stop meddling in my own business!"

What Song Dezhi looked down on most in his life was a man who beat a woman.

"Beating is illegal! She is your wife, and you have no right to beat her!"

"What are you? Do you care about me? No one cares if I beat my wife." The man yelled at Song Dezhi, reeking of alcohol, causing Song Dezhi to frown.

Song Dezhi hit the man's nose with his fist, blood came out of the man's nose in an instant, the man covered his nose, ouch, and Song Dezhi glanced at the poor woman on the ground, and turned to the man Just fist and kick.

To deal with this kind of domestic violence man, preaching is useless.

Fists are most useful.

"Oh, stop hitting, stop hitting... ah!"

Xue Zhongyang stood aside, watching Song Dezhi's violence, and felt pain for that man. Song Dezhi used all his punches and kicks, and his fist hit the bone, making a terrifying sound.

The woman stared blankly, seeing her husband being beaten to the ground and unable to get up, she panicked, "Stop beating him, you're killing him."

The woman came to protect her husband, Song Dezhi stopped, "To deal with this kind of person, the only way to deal with violence is to use violence to control violence."

"My wife, call the police and let the police arrest her."

"Husband, are you alright?"

"Oh, it hurts me to death, my bone is broken, and my whole body hurts."

A policeman on night watch happened to pass by, and the siren was howling, approaching from a distance. When the man heard the sound of the siren, he gained confidence.

"Wife, hurry up and stop the police car, I'm going to be beaten to death." The man pushed his wife.

"This..." The woman glanced at Song Dezhi, and Song Dezhi looked at the woman with pity.

"Honey, I was beaten up like this by her. I must go to the hospital. Where does our family have money?"

"..."

"Oh, if I die, I'm going to die. Hurry up and take out your son's school money to see a doctor for me."

The woman hesitated for a while, and the man shook his fist and yelled at the woman, "You don't listen to me, do you? See if I don't beat you to death when I get home."

The woman gave Song Dezhi an apologetic look, but chose to stop the police car anyway.

"Officer, officer..." The woman ran to the middle of the road and stopped the police car.

In the car, the police on duty at night saw a woman with a bruised nose and a swollen face stopped in front of the police car. They thought that a vicious criminal case had occurred, and two policemen got out of the car with guns.

"what happened?"

The woman pointed at Song Dezhi, "It's her, she hit someone."

The man reeking of alcohol was lying on the ground with his head in his arms, looking like he was going to die, "Police, you have to decide for me, I have no complaints or worries with this woman, this woman rushed Come out and beat me up."

"Oh, it hurts me, my legs, my waist, my breasts, my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys... I'm going to be paralyzed, I'm going to die."

Song Dezhi gritted his teeth, kicked the man's ass again, and cursed, "Are you dying? I see you are yelling quite loudly? You have a large lung capacity, are you dead? How can you be such a scourge? Live for 1000 years?"

"Oh, I'm not a bastard."

The policeman looked at the thin, short-haired woman, who looked nothing like the perpetrator, "You three, come with us to the police station!"

……

police station,

After the police learned what had happened, they recorded a statement. The middle-aged policeman looked at Song Dezhi and said, "Ms. Song, you are brave enough to beat someone up? Do you know that you broke the law?"

"Humph!"

Seeing that Song Dezhi was uneducated, the middle-aged policeman looked at the handsome man who had remained silent tonight, "Sir, what is your relationship with Ms. Song? Ms. Song beat someone, why didn't you persuade her?"

"Husband and wife relationship! She doesn't listen to me."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the moaning man with a bruised nose and swollen face after being beaten, and sighed softly.

His gaze was seen by a policeman married to a tigress. The policeman looked at Xue Zhongyang sympathetically and said, "Hey, you said you are so handsome, why did you marry a tigress?"

Xue Zhongyang was choked, staring at the little policeman's sympathetic gaze, he was stunned for a long time.

"I didn't expect you to be henpecked too." The little policeman patted Xue Zhongyang on the shoulder with the attitude of a fallen man, "Brother, if she is violent at home, you come to the police station and I will collect evidence for you. Good as evidence."

Xue Zhongyang was still in a daze, but Song Dezhi understood. She looked at Xue Zhongyang, who had a wonderful expression, and grabbed his ear cooperatively, and asked fiercely, "...What? You want to divorce me? Ah ?”

Xue Zhongyang is not a man who can be kneaded by women. He took Song Dezhi's hand down and asked in a low voice, "Does your hand hurt?"

"A bit."

Xue Zhongyang stared at her hand, it was a little red, and then said to the policeman, "Mr. Policeman, my wife's hand may have been contused with cartilage. I want to sue this man for intentional injury."

The man was dumbfounded, "What nonsense are you talking about? She obviously beat me up?"

"How can you prove that it was my wife who beat you?" Xue Zhongyang rubbed his hands for Song Dezhi, "My wife is a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken. She is usually reluctant to trample ants to death. How could she beat you to death? That stupid look?"

(End of this chapter)

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