Allow her to be pampered

"Ah Gui! Ah Gui!"

The woman was crying out of breath, her face was covered in black mud and dirt, but the two lines of tears washed away two white marks, revealing her original complexion.

She shook the boy in her arms and slapped the boy's face repeatedly, but she got no response.

Hearing the sound, the man immediately rushed back to his family, but the shopkeeper firmly pressed him to the ground, and the dick in his hand was pumped harder and harder, and the blows hit him like a torrential rain.

His filthy clothes were already thin and torn, how could they withstand such a whipping, but after three strokes, the cloth immediately shattered and the flesh blossomed.

"I told you to grab food, I told you to grab food! Where did you come from? A starving dog, I told you to grab! See if I don't beat you to death!"

The shopkeeper stepped on the man's hand, and suddenly, there was a roar like a trapped animal.

The man's hand had already fished out a rice dumpling in the boiling water, and it was scalded into several big blisters in an instant. Now it was trampled on by the sole of the shoe, and then it was grinded again. What is the difference from torture.

Wu Qingzhi immediately covered Chi Rong's eyes: "Don't look!"

"Fuck, grab Lao Tzu's zongzi! I'll let you eat, let you eat! It's better to go to the slop bucket to pick up something to eat, I won't kill you stinky beggars!"

The shopkeeper became more and more venomous, stepped on the man's hand, but didn't feel relieved, so he stepped on the zongzi again, until the leaves of the zongzi were crushed, and the sticky glutinous rice burst out, staining the soil all over the place.

The shopkeeper was enjoying the abuse, but the soldiers maintaining law and order got a report, heard the sound, and immediately sealed off the tea stall, and the shopkeeper was not allowed to beat or hurt others, so as not to cause trouble.

It's okay to beat a beggar, but they don't want to make a fuss if they have to write an explanation after killing someone.

Stopping the punching and kicking, the man immediately got up from the ground in a panic, protecting a rice dumpling that had been trampled to pieces, and staggered towards his wife.

"Ah Gui? Ah Gui!"

The man stuck the dusty zongzi to the boy's mouth, hoping that the boy would open his mouth to eat it, but no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it was all in vain.

"Ah Gui, look at Daddy. Daddy has zongzi here. You don't have to be hungry today! Ah Gui! Eat quickly!"

He patted the boy's face, but the little boy's head suddenly tilted to the side, lifeless.

The zongzi slumped and fell to the ground.

The man was only dazed for a moment, then stood up unsteadily.

He didn't say a word, leaving his wife sitting slumped on the ground, holding the little body that was still warm in her arms, crying uncontrollably.

The man's eyes were half exposed and hidden under his twisted hair, revealing an extremely evil murderous look. He looked around and finally locked on a sugarcane shop.

A hatchet as long as an arm was placed in front of the booth.

Wu Qingzhi saw those eyes clearly, but felt shuddering.

He held Chi Rong's hand so tightly that it hurt to hold that little hand. The two of them were about to leave, but they were stopped by a small soldier with a cross arm: "No, no, no! Everyone is not allowed to leave. Only those who make trouble can go!"

Wu Qingzhi said coldly: "I have already paid for the tea money, please borrow it."

The little soldier shook his head like a rattle, insisting on showing off his military might.

The Dragon Boat Festival is an important event, if there is a slight mistake, no one can afford it.

Wu Qingzhi didn't blame the errand, he just took out a few banknotes from his wallet and wanted to stuff them to him secretly from his sleeve.

The little soldier grinned, and was about to laugh. After being bribed by Wu Qingzhi, he only heard a scream from the crowd, followed by a burst of crying——

"Killed!!"

The crowd stagnated at first, and then, like raw water rolling into hot oil, it crackled and burst!
The begging man picked up the hatchet blankly and slashed at the crowd!
He had no purpose, and killed anyone he saw. The person closest to him suffered first. A large piece of flesh was chopped off from the shoulder and neck with a hatchet, and blood sprayed out like a flood from a gate.

Not caring about anything else right now, Wu Qingzhi took advantage of the frightened onlookers on the left and right, and before he could react, he cleverly pushed the little soldier away, grabbed Chi Rong tightly, and ran in the opposite direction.

"Chi Rong! Don't look!"

Wu Qingzhi shouted.

Chi Rong was frightened by the scream and froze. She raised her head and looked at the noisy place, only to see a splash of blood rising into the air, like a pot of duck blood.

She was hugged by Wu Qingzhi and ran out of the crowd until the end of the road, where their car was parked.

This place has not yet been affected by the riots. Seeing that the dragon boat race is not yet over, the driver is lazily eating rice dumplings with his legs crossed.

Even if there were two white-clothed figures approaching in the distance, he never thought that they would be his master.

It wasn't until Wu Qingzhi pushed Chi Rong into the car in a hurry, and slammed the door again, that the driver choked as if waking up from a dream: "Young Master, Young Madam, why did you come back so soon? Isn't the dragon boat still waiting?" Are you done?"

Wu Qingzhi didn't answer, but frowned, and said coldly: "Drive! Let's go!"

The driver saw the young master's gloomy expression, so he didn't suspect him. He immediately lit up, turned the car around, and stepped on the accelerator hard.

The weather was hot, they were driving a convertible car, and they could still hear the screams and cries on the embankment from a distance.

Wu Qingzhi ran in a hurry, and now that he sat down, he took a deep breath, hugged Chi Rong in his arms, and stroked her hair over and over again: "Chi Rong, it's okay, good boy, we'll go home right away. "

"I saw a lot of blood..."

Chi Rong kept trembling, her fingertips pinched Wu Qingzhi's soft shirt until it deformed, she lifted her eyelashes, raised her head slightly, and looked at the embankment above.

"boom--"

At this moment, there was a terrifying gunshot on the embankment. Immediately afterwards, a square table, a pot of enamel tea set, and two leftover rice dumplings all turned over the low guardrail and walked along the embankment. Poe rolled down.

Afterwards, half of a soft figure appeared from behind the guardrail, shaking a few times, one fell, and fell down.

Chi Rong shook vigorously, immediately covered his mouth, and began to cry: "Wu Qingzhi, it's the table we're sitting at, it's that person! It's that person!"

Wu Qingzhi was holding Chi Rong on his back, and before he could turn around, the bloody man rolled down the embankment like a clay figurine, his limbs were paralyzed.

There was a burnt muzzle on the man's chest, bleeding profusely.

Chi Rong saw all of this.

The driver was also terrified by the rolling dead body, turned the steering wheel quickly, and hurriedly stopped the car.

Not knowing whether it was the stimulation or the bumping of the car, Chi Rong immediately threw herself on the car door and retched violently.

Wu Qingzhi held her waist, and patted Chi Rong's back with his big hand: "Chi Rong, let's go home now, don't be afraid, okay?"

His tone was extremely gentle, for fear of scaring Chi Rong again.

But he turned his head, but said coldly to the driver: "It's so unreasonable to be surprised! Go back to the mansion immediately, and don't stop the car for a moment!"

The driver wiped off his cold sweat, and quickly apologized: "Master, I, I was in a momentary panic..."

As soon as Wu Qingzhi waved his hand, the driver didn't dare to say any more. He only waited for Chi Rong to calm down and sit down before starting the car, and drove straight out without looking back.