Live broadcast: Master, please quickly accept your supernatural powers

Chapter 115 This is just a poor man
Listening to the car mentioned by the security guard just now, plus the villa where he lives now, at least several million or nearly ten million things, all of which were written by men.

It is conceivable how rich the family behind the man is.

And from the perspective of smashing cars and taking away children, it is extremely powerful in one shot.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but worry about the fate of Dameng Xianjue.

They all want to know what the mistress will do with this dream.

Just when Dameng Xianjue was meditating, there was another knock on the door.

Dameng Xianjue hurried forward and opened the door.

I only saw a middle-aged woman in her 50s standing at the door, holding a sign in her hand.

This middle-aged woman was dressed simply, but her aura was extraordinary. Just standing there gave off a sense of oppression.

The middle-aged woman glanced up and down at Dameng Xianjue, with contempt in her eyes.

"Are you?" Dameng looked at the visitor suspiciously and asked.

The visitor did not reveal his identity, and in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, he was more disdainful!

"Our lady said that if you want to bring the child back, then hang this sign and walk from here to Wangjiakou!"

No matter what the person came to say, it didn't wait for Dameng to realize what kind of reaction he would have.

Hanging the sign on Dameng Xianjue's neck, he let out a cold snort, then turned and left.

Dameng turned around first, and only then did everyone see clearly.

What the sign said was;

[I am a mistress, I deserve the most damn! 】

For a while, there was a wave of barrage in the live broadcast room.

They were amazed at the mistress's methods.

"Zhangjiazui? It seems to be a resort area. Judging from the style of this villa, it seems to be on Qingcheng Bank. The distance between the two is nearly ten kilometers!"

"Ten kilometers? How many hours will it take to walk? Do you really have to kneel down? Can Dameng Xianjue, who is just a weak woman, bear it?"

"Isn't this too insulting? Ten kilometers away, with so many people watching, I don't know why, but suddenly I feel a little bit pitiful!"

"If I just call the police, smash the car? Forcibly take the child? Don't the police just ignore it?"

But there are also voices holding the opposite view.

"Oh, call the police? The car was given by a man. Strictly speaking, it is the joint property of the man and the mistress, and the child is a man's offspring. What's wrong with the man taking it away? Strictly speaking, this is just a family dispute. , it’s not even a case!”

"Poor? People who drive a Maserati and live in a villa need you to be pitiful?"

"Yeah, when someone else was a junior, why didn't you think about this day?"

"Hmph, everything is self-inflicted!"

Henry Zhang looked at the barrage without speaking.

Everyone's experience in this matter is different, and their views will naturally be different.

No one is right or wrong!

It's just that it doesn't matter what kind of opinions the water friends in the live broadcast room have.

The important thing is how Da Meng Xianjue will choose.

Should I swallow my anger and kneel down to Zhangjiazui from here, or choose another way to deal with it!
At this time, Dameng Xianjue no longer paid attention to the barrage!

Lowering his head, looking at the big characters on the sign on his chest, Dameng Xianjue showed a desolate smile, that lonely expression looked extremely unbearable!
Dameng Xianjue shook his head mockingly.

She has never been bullied like this since she was a child.

Even this kind of insult might as well let her die!

But she can't die now!

Xiaobao is more important than her life!
This is nothing but embarrassment, compared to Xiaobao, this is nothing!
A moment later, Dameng felt his knees go limp and fell to his knees on the ground.

Kneel out of the villa!
Just kneeling out of the villa, there were homeowners on the side of the road looking at this scene in surprise, pointing at Dameng Xianjue, and discussing in a low voice.

Even the security guard in the sentry box stared wide-eyed, not understanding what was going on.

He hurried forward and tried to help Dameng Xianjue up, but Dameng Xianjue stopped him.

Kneel out of the villa area and come to the street!

There were more pedestrians on the street and a lot of traffic. After seeing clearly the sign hanging on Dameng Xianjue's chest, he coincidentally showed a look of disgust in his eyes.

"Did you see it? This is the fate of the mistress!"

"I really don't understand why there are still people who are mistresses these days!"

"This kind of fate is really retribution!"

In addition to the violence of language, there are also people who have directly paid for their actions!

Someone whistled at Dameng Xianjue, and the people in the car honked their horns at Dameng Xianjue.

There are also some people who deliberately spit in front of Dameng Xianjue, throwing garbage, vegetables, and rotten eggs at Dameng Xianjue's body!
But Dameng first felt numb, no matter how the people around her treated her, she endured all this silently, and firmly knelt towards Zhangjiazui.

In one hour, Damengxianjue only walked one kilometer on his knees.

But at this moment, the cheongsam under his knees had already been worn out, and there were two long bloodstains on the road behind him.

But Dameng first felt as if he didn't feel pain, didn't feel pain.

Still slowly knelt towards Zhangjiazui.

Five hours passed, and Dameng Xianjue only walked five kilometers on his knees.

However, the water friends in the live broadcast room have changed their views on Damengxianjue. When they see Damengxianjue, their eyes are a little moved.

Walking on your knees for an hour, two hours, is enough to lose feeling in your legs.

But kneeling for five hours is not just about perseverance!

But Dameng Xianjue was still struggling to move his legs, moving forward bit by bit.

Over time.

The sky gradually darkened.

Dameng first felt that the bloodstains on his legs were dry and cracked, cracked and opened again.

Dameng Xianjue's lips were pale, his body trembled, and he fainted for a few times, but when he was about to fall down, he gritted his teeth and persisted for a few times.

She has ignored all!
At this time, my mind is full of scenes of Xiaobao laughing, Xiaobao making troubles, Xiaobao throwing herself in his arms, calling mommy in a sticky voice!
Under the dim street lights, Dameng Xianjue's petite figure was still moving forward bit by bit.

Some people who scolded Dameng foresight before are not making a sound at the moment.

Henry Zhang’s live broadcast room has been broadcast for the first time until now.

None of the water friends in the same live broadcast room left.

All stared at the screen tightly.

The expression in my heart is complicated.

In fact, ever since meeting that man, Dameng Xianjue has always made passive choices.

In the final analysis, this big dream is just a poor man!

Finally, when I arrived at Zhangjiazui, I saw the designated place from a distance.

At this time, Dameng realized that his legs could no longer exert any strength and could only rely on crawling, and then he managed to crawl to that place.

Dameng Xianjue's eyes shone with hope, and he crawled over by force.

Pushing open the door of the yard with difficulty.

All I could see was that the yard was brightly lit.

Haven't had time to look around yet.

Immediately afterwards, a pot of black dog blood was poured down on him!

(End of this chapter)