After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

Zhang Yanhua's face suddenly turned gloomy.

A hearty exchange of insults resounded throughout the bar, and all eyes were focused on them.

Suddenly, Xiaojun noticed the inferior product in Zhang Yanhua's hand. He laughed and said, "Sister-in-law, you are wearing a fake product. What are you so proud of?"

He seemed to have seen some kind of joke that would make the whole world laugh. "Just because you're a fake, does that make you feel superior?"

The intensity of the sarcasm was perfect.

Zhang Yanhua's face twisted instantly, "What fake are you talking about, you bastard!"

Xiaojun shrugged, curled his lips and spread his hands. "That thing on your hand, what else could it be? It couldn't be more fake. You are quite impressive to have the nerve to wear it."

Zhang Yanhua became even angrier, "Bullshit! My bracelet is not fake!"

Xiaojun rolled his eyes, "I've never seen you at this level before. This is the first time I've seen it, too."

As he said this, he pulled his sister over and pushed up her sleeves, revealing the real authentic product underneath.

"Here, let me show you, country bumpkin. This is the truth."

There is almost no need for proof, the gap is immediately apparent just by comparing them.

Sister Xiaojun's bracelet is as icy and transparent as glass, and it is full of brilliance. Even in such a dim environment, it is still dazzling.

In contrast, the one in Zhang Yanhua's hand was gray and had mottled patterns, which was slightly inferior to the wine bottle.

In an instant, several subtle gazes were cast towards Zhang Yanhua.

Her expression changed again and again, and finally, Zhang Yanhua ran out crying.

The victorious Xiaojun said: Tsk! His eyes showed contempt.

In the end, it was Xiaojun's sister who compensated for all the losses of the store, and then the manager gave Qiao Wenzhou half a day off so that he could have a good rest.

Under the dim street lights, Xiaojun said, "Wenzhou, my sister and I really want to help you. Please consider it. You see, the atmosphere in that hotel is so bad. If we hadn't come here today, you would have been bullied. Don't come here in the future."

Xiaojun's sister: "Yes, you and Xiaojun are friends, there's no need to be so distant."

Qiao Wenzhou's lips moved, and finally, he nodded, "Okay, I'll think about it."

Xiaojun was satisfied, "Okay, then you think about it carefully, and we'll see you at school tomorrow."

"Yeah." After waving goodbye, Qiao Wenzhou headed towards home.

As we got closer, we heard the sound of quarreling.

"Fake goods! Qiao Wude, you actually bought me fake goods! Do you know how embarrassed I am today?"

It was Zhang Yanhua's voice.

Qiao Wenzhou pushed the door open as if he hadn't heard it, and said in a tired voice, "Dad, I'm back."

After looking up, Zhang Yanhua's eyes widened, "It's you?!"

At the same time, Qiao Wenzhou looked at Qiao Wude in confusion, "Dad?"

At this time, Qiao Wude was on the verge of exploding, and he seemed extremely manic and depressed.

Seeing Qiao Wenzhou, Zhang Yanhua became even more furious.

"Qiao Wude! You are so good! You actually teamed up with me to cheat me!"

The angry woman's voice was so shrill that the listeners couldn't help but frown.

Qiao Wude was not a man with a good temper. When he heard such a voice, he couldn't help it.

"That's enough! Can you keep your voice down? Isn't it just a fake?"

Zhang Yanhua raised her voice even higher, "What do you mean it's just a fake? Do you know how embarrassed I am?"

Qiao Wude frowned, "I told you to keep your voice down, it's night time now!"

Zhang Yanhua completely lost her usual composure, "What's wrong? Do you think I'm embarrassing?"

Qiao Wude looked at the woman who acted like a shrew and clenched his fists until they made a crackling sound. This was the type of woman he couldn't stand the most.

At this time, Qiao Wenzhou came closer and said, "Dad, stop arguing."

After hearing the voice and seeing Qiao Wenzhou, the violent factor in Qiao Wude's body could no longer be concealed.

He raised his hand and slapped the man with such force that he knocked him over.

He fell on the edge of the coffee table with a bang, and Qiao Wenzhou's head was instantly broken and bleeding.

He whispered in fear, "No, don't kill me!"

Zhang Yanhua, who was closer, suddenly looked at the person on the ground. Kill... Kill someone?!

She was frightened out of her wits in an instant.

When Qiao Wude turned around and looked at Zhang Yanhua, the woman shuddered violently and fear swept through her brain.

Under such extreme emotions, everything becomes just instinct.

So when she picked up the fruit knife on the table and stabbed it into Qiao Wude's body, her brain reacted belatedly.

The woman was frightened by the blood on her hands, and she subconsciously pulled out the knife.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Qiao Wude's body fell heavily to the ground.

The neighbor who was woken up by the quarrel was planning to come over to see what was going on, but happened to see this complete scene.

The case was very clear and the police quickly sorted everything out.

Cases of accidental killing due to losing control of emotions are not uncommon.

Zhang Yanhua was thrown into prison, Qiao Wude died with his eyes open, and the third person at the scene, Qiao Wenzhou, was terrified and left with a huge psychological trauma.

Neighbors, police, and even passers-by who heard about this incident all sighed: What a pity, this child is so unlucky.

Qiao Wenzhou really didn't expect that killing Qiao Wude would be so easy.

Everything went terribly smoothly, as if God was secretly helping things along.

Although he had prepared many other ways to get rid of Qiao Wude, now none of them were useful.

That’s good. Finally, I don’t have to see that disgusting man anymore. Qiao Wenzhou feels that the air is a lot fresher.

Because of this accident, Ye Wenxin was called back by the police.

When they finally finished dealing with Qiao Wude's affairs and returned home together, the house was still in a mess.

Even so, Qiao Wenzhou was still very happy. He shouted happily to Ye Wenxin: “Mom!”

However, Ye Wenxin suddenly shouted: "Don't call me mom!"

The corners of his mouth stiffened instantly, Qiao Wenzhou tilted his head, his eyes full of confusion, "Mom?"

Ye Wenxin raised her voice again, "I told you not to call me mom!"

From beginning to end, she never once looked back at Qiao Wenzhou who was not far behind her. At the same time, she let go of her left hand that was holding Qiao Wenzhou's wrist.

Qiao Wenzhou's eyes suddenly became flustered, and he opened his mouth to call for his mother, but he suppressed himself.

His lips opened and closed, and his eyes instantly became wet, "Mother...Mother, did I do something wrong?"

Confused eyes, dazed voice, he didn't understand why, even though Qiao Wude was dead, he still couldn't have his mother?

Ye Wenxin's eyes, blurred by tears, didn't see it, but when she heard the word "mother", her shoulders suddenly paused.