Chapter 599 A potion (38)
Baitang lifted his back collar and chuckled lightly: âDo you think I will believe your poor language? Iâm so stupid that I donât have the ability to discern at all. Do you mean what you say?â
âIf you didnât know, how could you refuse meat? How could you shut your mouth and call out rat poison when I was feeding you meat?â
âYou tell a lot of lies, what a dishonest child.â
The head is given light and pressed into the water.
âYou are really your fatherâs good son. You have the same virtue as him. You will always only find reasons in others, and you will always feel that you are not wrong. You are extremely selfish. You only want to feel good about yourself. As long as you feel good, you donât care what happens to others. of.â
âI originally thought that if you are thirteen years old, if you teach it well, you might be able to change it a little bit, but I have observed it for so many days, even if there is no old woman, old man, and Yu Zhenxing, you canât change it. You are now A child with selfishness carved into his bones.â
Thatâs all, thatâs all, in another month, letâs make a fuss about them, and save up the fare by the way.
Inter-provincial long-distance buses and trains require ID cards.
She is easy to talk about, but Wen Su is difficult to deal with.
The original owner got married in a daze and abruptly at the time, and the control here was not strict. Her household registration is still in province C, and she has not moved out, and her ID card is also compliant.
Taking Wen Su with him, he must choose to charter a car back to province C.
Yu Guangyao struggled desperately, pushing the water tank vigorously with both hands, and kicking Baitang with both legs.
The cool water invaded his eyes, ears, nose and tongue, making him extremely uncomfortable.
âmomâ¦â
âIâm wrongâ¦â
âforgive meâ¦â
Yu Guangyao had a very hard time.
Old woman, the old man kept kowtowing to beg Baitangâs subordinates for mercy.
âBaitang, let go!â
âMy dear grandson canât hold it anymore!â
âAnyway, he is also your son, your own flesh and blood, your cub born in October!â
âYes, you are his own mother, you canât do this kind of poisonous thing! Besides, tiger poison doesnât even eat children!â
âGuangyao is still young and ignorant. We instigated this matter, and it is our fault.â
Baitang usually doesnât use this method, and she can control it without any mistakes. At the beginning, she had someone put her in the water to experience it for herself before she could control it well.
Watching Yu Guangyao struggling in the water, Baitangâs voice was as flat as ever: âIf you encourage him, he wants to too.â
âIâm not his mother. Baitang, who was pregnant for ten months and worked hard to breastfeed for a year, is already dead. Died by your persecution, by Zhenxingâs violent beating, and by Guangyaoâs indifference.â
The arc of Yu Guangyaoâs struggle gradually narrowed, and when it was almost gone, Baitang lifted him up, and when he threw it away, he spat out the water in his mouth, panting slightly, feeling very grateful.
These four people walked through life and death, and now they looked at Baitang and trembled, terrified.
Baitang seemed to put a knife on their necks, making them terrified.
Regret to provoke such a pervert.
âI will not kill you, nor will I make you lose arms, legs, and tongues.â
The more Baitang said this, the more they felt that Baitang could really do it.
âEven if I leave, your retribution will not end. Life is rough, everything goes wrong, and everything is left to others.â
âI didnât see the real chapter with you, I made it easy for you, next time, it wonât be as cheap as this, and it will be settled easily.â
Baitang washed his hands slowly, shaking off the drops of water.
The calmer she was, the more disturbed and frightened they were.
Close the door, Baitang pulls Wen Su away.
(end of this chapter)