The wife is crazy!

During these three months, Li Shan would stay in the yard to watch over him every night. In the past, when Jiang Tang was well, the villagers did not dare to do anything even if she was not at home often.

But now she is unconscious, and there are always people trying to climb over the wall at night. Jiang Youbai feels a lot more at ease knowing that Li Shan lives in the yard.

It was broad daylight, and I don’t think anyone would be brave enough to do bad things in broad daylight, so Li Shan was allowed to go back.

But I didn't expect that there would be sudden noise in the yard.

Jiang Youbai covered Jiang Tang with a blanket, picked up the machete beside him and held it upright in front of his chest, then bravely walked towards the yard step by step.

Empty.

"no one?"

Just when Jiang Youbai wanted to turn around and go back, a big hand covered his mouth tightly, and suddenly a puff of thick smoke was inhaled without him noticing.

Jiang Youbai swung the machete with his backhand, and the man behind him let go with a cry of "Ah!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jiang Youbai pointed the machete directly at the woman opposite him and cursed with gnashed teeth.

"What do you want to do in broad daylight?!"

The person who came was none other than the third aunt who had been severely punished by Jiang Tang. When she heard that Jiang Tang had become a living dead, she happily drank two more taels of wine.

I wanted to crawl in at night to have some fun, but I never expected that Li Shan would be guarding the yard every night.

Humph! I think they have probably hooked up for a long time.

Aunt Jiang San was hunched over, looking at Jiang Youbai with her eyes drooping, with a smile on her lips.

"My niece-in-law, my niece hasn't woken up for three months. I'm afraid she won't wake up in this lifetime. Why do you have to suffer this with her?"

As he said this, he moved closer to Jiang Youbai, but was forced back by Jiang Youbai with a machete.

"Get out of here! If you don't I'll call for help!"

"Yo yo yo, just shout if you want. It's not an old woman like me who's embarrassed anyway."

Aunt Jiang pouted and refused to listen.

Jiang Youbai's whole body suddenly felt hot, and his doe eyes immediately became watery.

He was very familiar with this feeling. It was exactly the same feeling as when Liu San drugged him.

She actually drugged me!

Aunt Jiang San saw that the drug was taking effect on him, and rubbed her hands excitedly, looking at him with eyes full of anger.

"Don't struggle, just obey me, I will treat you well."

Jiang Youbai's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he saw Aunt Jiang San approaching him step by step. He must not lose consciousness.

"Pfft-"

The knife did not cut anyone else, but his own thigh. Blood gushed out, scaring Aunt Jiang San.

I didn’t expect this man to be so cruel. No wonder he is Jiang Tang’s husband.

The severe pain in his leg made Jiang Youbai much more conscious. He pointed the bloody machete straight at Aunt Jiang San.

His little face was full of anger, his eyes were full of determination to die together, and he shouted.

"come!"

Jiang Youbai successfully frightened Aunt Jiang San by looking like this. She swallowed and slowly retreated to the door.

She was scared and she didn't dare to do it anymore.

"Fuck your dad!"

When Jiang Youbai heard the familiar curse, she turned around in surprise and saw Jiang Tang rushing towards Aunt Jiang San who was about to run away like a beam of white light.

Because she was naked, without any clothes...

When Jiang Tang woke up, she heard Xiao Bai yelling, "Come on!" She didn't have time to think about it, and she rushed out without even putting on her clothes.

I saw Xiaobai with blood flowing from his thigh, holding a machete in his hand and pointing it at Aunt Jiang San, and the old man was trying to run away.

Jiang Tang rushed forward with bloodshot eyes, kicked the old woman down with one kick, and started punching and kicking her, especially kicking her hard in the head.

"You dare to touch my people! I'm tired of living!"

Aunt Jiang San held her head tightly and kept dodging and begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Go talk to your father, the King of Hell!"

Jiang Tang grabbed her hair like a dead dog and dragged her towards Jiang Youbai.

He snatched the machete from her hand and shouted at him:

"Go in and bandage your legs. You didn't use this broken machete to chop the old woman, but you actually used it on your own legs. You are such a loser!"

No matter how harshly Jiang Tang spoke or how deeply his brows were furrowed.

Jiang Youbai just looked at her with a smile, and the smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger, his eyes were full of sparkling stars and crystal tears.

Seeing this, I feel so sorry for Jiang Tang.

He put his arms around Jiang Youbai's neck and kissed him hard on the lips.

"Boom!"

"Go quickly, I'm so worried!"

Jiang Youbai nodded obediently and went back into the house, looking back every few steps.

He was afraid. He was afraid that when Jiang Tang woke up it was all a dream.

In the blink of an eye, she was still lying lifeless on the bed.

Only after Jiang Youbai had completely entered the house did Jiang Tang look down at Aunt Jiang San, who had been kicked unconscious by her.

He was still mumbling begging for mercy.

Jiang Tang grabbed a rag from the side and stuffed it into her mouth, then grabbed her hand and chopped it off with a knife.

The machete was not sharp enough and got stuck on the hand bone, making a crunching sound.

Blood gushed out and the screams were blocked.

The woman held her severed palm tightly with her other hand and rolled on the ground in pain. Her eyes bulged out in fear and she kicked the ground with all her strength to get away from this devil.

Jiang Tang ignored her and instead produced a small white medicine bottle from somewhere.

Jiang Tang looked at the medicine bottle with some suspicion. It was a thank-you gift from the other party when she completed her first business deal.

Enhanced version of bone-dissolving water - no trace of blood will be left.

She was a little skeptical and tentatively poured a little on the severed palm. She heard a 'sizzling' sound and smelled the burnt human flesh.

The severed palm was corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving not even a bone or residue.

Even the bloodstains on the ground were cleaned up.

Jiang Tang looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand with shining eyes.

What a good thing!

Under the bright daylight, Jiang Tang's waist-length hair was draped in front of her body, and her jet-black hair formed a sharp contrast with her fair body.

She has a perfect body proportion with a big breast, a narrow waist, a perky butt and a pair of long legs. She plays with the porcelain vase with her slender fingers.

There is interest in his eyes.

The woman on the ground, covering her broken palm, witnessed with her own eyes the power of the thing in Jiang Tang's hand, and now there was only deep fear in her heart.

She regretted it so much! She shouldn't have had such bad thoughts towards Jiang Youbai!

She really regretted it, and she swore that if she could get out alive today, she would move away from here and stay away from this devil.

Unfortunately, her wish was doomed to fail.

She was destined not to get out alive.

Jiang Tang swung the machete in his hand and slashed at Aunt Jiang San's body. Each strike was not fatal, but each one drew blood.

"Ugh~"

Help!

"Ugh~"

Let me go——

Jiang Tang did not stop until her entire body was covered in blood. Aunt Jiang San would have been dying if it weren't for her slightly heaving body.

I thought she had died from excessive blood loss.

Jiang Tang walked barefoot in the sunlight, like a scorching god descending into the world under the sun, with the porcelain bottle in his hand tilted.

The medicine flowed like water towards Aunt Jiang San on the ground.

"Ugh!!"

All her struggles and cries of pain were blocked in her mouth, and she could only watch herself slowly dissolve.

She felt her flesh and blood disappearing and her bones were corroding with a "sizzling" sound.

Until it became a pool of blood and was slowly eaten away, as if it had never appeared.

Jiang Tang withdrew her gaze and turned her neck lazily, her black hair swaying with her movement.

As smooth as the finest black silk.

His hand slipped and the porcelain bottle fell into the pile of firewood next to him.