Chapter 751: Disfigured

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Meipan’s face instantly turned red.

She gritted her teeth, raised the large broom in her hand, and smacked it towards Hua Xiaofeng, “Shut your stinking mouth!”

Tong Sanlang had been watching her attentively. Seeing her really make a move, he stretched out his long leg, kicked at the broom, sent it flying directly, then spun round and delivered a swift roundhouse kick, the sole of his foot landing squarely on Qiao Meipan’s chest.@@novelbin@@

He did not hold back on the kick, sending Qiao Meipan flying backward, landing several meters away, a dull thud resonating.

Her body ached all over, especially her chest, as though her bones were about to break, and Qiao Meipan let out a scream of agony.

She clutched her chest, coughing violently several times, tears welling up in her eyes like a burst dam.

Kicked!

Kicked by the man she liked!

She had unwavering admiration for Tong Sanlang, this bright moon, but alas, this bright moon regarded her as dung!

The more she thought about it, the greater her humiliation and anger. Coupled with the intense pain in her body, she couldn’t help but glance at Sun Junyan, “Fifth Brother! Are you just going to stand by and watch me and mother get bullied!”

Qiao Xiaomai raised her eyebrows in amusement and sneered, “He’s already been called a brute, and you still expect him to show any conscience? At this point, he wouldn’t stand by watching you and your mother suffer, he would play the blind man and pretend he didn’t see anything.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Junyan snorted, slightly lifting his chin, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone, “I am a scholar.”

Qiao Xiaomai rolled her eyes in disbelief at his words, “Give me a break! If all the scholars in the world were like you, the world would have ended long ago!”

“You are nothing but a dog dressed in a scholar’s clothing. No, you’re worse than a dog, dogs aren’t bothered by poverty, you are like a dung beetle wriggling about in feces all day!”

The minute the words ‘dung beetle’ came out, Tong Sanlang couldn’t help but laugh.

Upon hearing the laughter, Sun Junyan’s face turned a sickly green, “I won’t stoop to your level, you shrew!”

What good is a sharp tongue?

Let’s fight, the more brutal, the better.

The more brutally he is beaten, the more he can press charges.

As long as the county magistrate dares to show any slight partiality towards Qiao Xiaomai, Yang Wang will take action to depose him, and he can then step into his position.

He would then be the magistrate of Huai’an County.

This was his plan,

This was his strategy!

What would these people understand!

Upon hearing the word ‘shrew’, the smile on Tong Sanlang’s handsome face instantly vanished. Without a second thought, he leaped into the air, delivering a swift kick squarely on Sun Junyan’s chest.

This kick sent Sun Junyan flying into a wall. On the wall was a large iron hook for hanging a rope, similar to those in the modern world.

As Sun Junyan fell, his face accidentally struck the hook, a scream of agony escaping from his lips.

The iron hook slashed from the corner of his right eye down to his upper lip, leaving a bloody gash across his face.

Blood immediately gushed out.

“My face!” Sun Junyan collapsed on the ground, clutching his chest, his face in agony, his hand smeared with blood.

He struggled to his feet and staggered into the house.

Once inside, he found a brass mirror. On seeing his injury clearly in the mirror, he couldn’t help but scream again.

But this time it wasn’t a scream of agony, it sounded like a beast’s roar.

His face, in both the literal and figurative senses, was what Sun Junyan valued most.

But now, his face had been ruined by Tong Sanlang!