special player

Among the two adults, the one on the left is thin and has two big braids on his head.

The person on the right is tall and big, especially his legs, which are very long.

All three people had smiles on their faces.

The picture is just a child's graffiti, without any sense of beauty at all, but this picture impressed Li Le deeply.

He also painted on the wooden door of his house when he was a child. At that time, his mother and father praised him for his good painting and that he was a little painter.

Looking back now, the painting was as ugly as a ghost painting.

squeak...

The bamboo door opened a crack, and a pair of eyes peered out from the crack.

"Mom, I'm back." Wu Chaoyong said cheerfully.

The eyes in the door widened, and then slammed the door shut.

Not only that, everyone also heard a brief rustling sound.

The people inside not only closed the door, but also bolted it.

Wu Chaoyong was stunned and his face looked a little ugly.

He looked back at everyone and started banging on the door.

The bamboo door was banged, and the sound echoed in the house.

Li Le listened carefully and always felt that the sound was a bit strange. This low earthen house should not have an echo.

"Mom, open the door." Wu Chaoyong shouted while banging on the door: "I saw you were at home, why didn't you open the door?"

"Are you still blaming me for doing something wrong?"

"Mom, I know I was wrong. Can you open the door and let me in?"

dong dong dong...

Wu Chaoyong hit harder and harder, several pieces of bamboo fell down, and the door was about to fall apart.

"Stop knocking on the door. I don't want to see you, and I don't have a son like you."

There was finally a response from the room, but it could be heard that the other person's voice was trembling slightly, and he was very scared.

After hearing this, Wu Chaoyong's hand that smashed the door stopped in mid-air, and he was stunned for several minutes.

Everyone in the Players Guild stood a few meters behind Wu Chaoyong. Everyone looked at each other and had a tacit understanding not to act rashly, for fear of irritating Wu Chaoyong and causing unnecessary trouble.

Wu Chaoyong's breathing gradually became heavier, and his expression became more ferocious.

"Is that person here, ah..." Wu Chaoyong shouted loudly, and started kicking the door like crazy.

"Two bitchy men and women are not afraid of the jokes of the villagers."

"You know how everyone pokes me in the back?"

"You shameless person deserves to die."

boom……

Finally, the bamboo door was kicked to pieces and pieces of bamboo were scattered on the ground.

Wu Chaoyong had already rushed into the room.

Everyone in the Players Guild did not follow, and even stepped back a few meters to prevent the rampaging Wu Chaoyong from harming Chi Yu.

Li Le could see the scene in the room through the door.

In the dark and low room, the floor was made of pitted dirt, and there were a few simple pieces of furniture placed against the walls. There was nothing else. This home didn't even have any electrical appliances!

Wu Chaoyong picked up a man from the corner of the room.

The man was stocky and stocky.

Wu Chaoyong carried it in his hand like a gas tank.

"Wu Laoer, you bastard." Wu Chaoyong threw the man to the ground, stepped on the fat man's chest, and cursed angrily, his eyes as if he wanted to kill someone.

The man named Wu Laoer looked in pain and punched and kicked Wu Chaoyong with his hands and feet.

However, Wu Laoer was short in stature, and when he struggled, he looked like a tortoise turned upside down. These punches and kicks landed on Wu Chaoyong, which did not hurt at all, but instead aroused Wu Chaoyong's anger.

Wu Chaoyong kicked Wu Laoer's chest several more times, causing Wu Laoer's eyes to bulge and he vomited blood.

"What are you doing? He is your father. How can you beat your father like this!"

A thin woman rushed out of the room and crawled around hugging Wu Chaoyong's legs to prevent Wu Chaoyong from continuing the violence. At this time, Wu Laoer had been kicked unconscious.

"Yong'er, please, let us both go."

"Stop torturing us."

"We raised you so big without any credit or hard work."

"Please, don't come back again."

"Don't go back to Changmu Village again."

"Or your dad and I will leave immediately and leave Changmu Village."

The woman cried bitterly and sat on the ground, holding Wu Chaoyong's legs tightly with both hands.

"Zhang Cuimo, you bitch, you actually begged for this man."

The woman's begging for mercy did not win Wu Chaoyong's forgiveness. Wu Chaoyong glared back at the woman fiercely and cursed.

"He is not my father. My father's name is Wu Dalong. He is tall and burly, as tall as a jade tree in the wind, and elegant. How could he be this short winter melon?"

Zhang Cuimo was speechless and silent, and could only continue to hold Wu Chaoyong's leg.

"You have nothing to say, I just knew it." Wu Chaoyong thought that Zhang Cuimo's silence was acquiescence, and he was even more angry now.

As he spoke, Wu Chaoyong bent down and grabbed Zhang Cuimo's hand with both hands, trying to let him go.

However, the strength of Zhang Cuimo's hands seemed to be very strong, and Wu Chaoyong could not break it open no matter how hard he tried.

"Yong'er, he is really your father!" Zhang Cuimo looked painful and said in a weak tone: "You are sick, so you forgot who your father is."

"Let go of your mother. If anything happens, come to me." Wu Laoer didn't know when he woke up. Seeing this, he didn't know where he got the courage and strength. He got up and picked up a handful of firewood under the eaves. Knife, cursed.

Wu Laoer held the hatchet with both hands and pointed the blade at Wu Chaoyong.

Wu Chaoyong stopped, looked at Wu Laoer, and sneered.

Seeing that Wu Laoer lacked confidence, he took a few steps back, his hand holding the knife uncontrollably trembling.

"How can you protect someone if you can't even hold a knife firmly? Or are you just a coward and a coward?"

Wu Chaoyong finally broke away from Zhang Cuimo, rushed in front of Wu Laoer, raised his leg and kicked him again.

Wu Laoer was kicked to the ground and rolled several times before he stopped. The hatchet also fell to the ground.

"No one knows what crooked idea you have."

Wu Chaoyong pointed at Wu Laoer and said, "Don't even think about taking away a hair of anything from this house."

After that, Wu Chaoyong picked up the hatchet and put it on Wu Laoer's neck: "I'll give you three seconds to get out of my sight, otherwise I will definitely kill you today. It's useless for anyone to plead for mercy." .”

The hatchet was not sharp, but it had a strong sense of pressure, especially the murderous aura emanating from Wu Chaoyong's body, which shocked everyone so much that they did not dare to take a breath.

"three!"

As soon as the words were heard, Wu Laoer got up quickly, glanced at Zhang Cuimo with a complicated expression, and then ran away.

Not to mention, those short legs look quite short, and they run quite fast, as if they are equipped with small motors.

But in the blink of an eye, Wu Laoer had gone downhill and disappeared.

"Go in, don't embarrass yourself here. If my father is dead, you still want to cuckold him?"

"Do you know how many looks I, your son, have received because of you?"

Wu Chaoyong said as he pushed Zhang Cuimo into the house.

"Everyone, there is something going on today. Sorry, please find another place to stay."

After entering the house, Wu Chaoyong stuck his head out and said, "In addition, please help me keep this matter a secret. After all, family scandals cannot be made public."

"must!"

"must!"

Everyone in the Players Guild nodded in agreement.

Wu Chaoyong cupped his fists and handed everyone before entering the room again.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and began to slowly retreat to the village road about ten meters away. When they saw that nothing unusual happened, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to leave.

"I thought about it."

The moment everyone turned around, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Only a dead man can keep his mouth shut."