The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng showed no mercy at all. With one slap, Guo Dayong's face became swollen.

Xia Yao was rude before, so Xia Meng was more lenient when he beat her because she was a girl. However, Xia Meng didn't feel any psychological burden when beating Guo Dayong.

Guo Dayong was immediately stunned and stood there blankly. It wasn't until he felt a burning pain on his face that he suddenly came back to his senses. His eyes were bloodshot with anger, and he roared, raising his hand to grab. Live in Summer Dream.

Xia Meng calmly took a step back and kicked Guo Dayong in the abdomen. Guo Dayong was kicked unexpectedly and his body immediately fell to the ground.

Then, before he could get up, Xia Meng walked up to him, stepped on Guo Dayong's hand, and crushed it hard...

"what!!!"

Guo Dayong screamed in heart-rending pain,

"It hurts, let me go, let me go!"

"You are a shabby shoe that no man wants. If you dare to hit me, I will kill you!"

Xia Meng sneered twice and exerted force on his feet again. Guo Dayong immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig.

"Help! Help!"

Downstairs, Guo Cuihong and Wang Lanhua were happily discussing Xia Meng's abuse when they suddenly heard a piercing scream coming from the second floor. After listening carefully, the sound was somewhat familiar.

Wang Lanhua suddenly stood up from the chair, her face turned pale, and her tone was panicked,

"This is... Dayong's voice."

Guo Cuihong was also startled and ran to the second floor. Wang Lanhua was worried about her precious grandson and ran no slower than Guo Cuihong. After the two of them arrived on the second floor, they followed the sound and went directly to Xia Meng's room.

Guo Cuihong opened the door without thinking, but unfortunately... she turned the door handle several times, but it still didn't open.

Anxious Guo Cuihong slammed the door directly, "Xia Meng, what are you doing in there? Open the door for me?"

"What did you do to Dayong? Did something happen to Dayong?"

"Dayong, oh, my Dayong, what's wrong with you?" Wang Lanhua pushed Guo Cuihong away and slapped the door so hard that she burst into anxious tears.

"Dayong, tell grandma, what's wrong with you?"

It's a pity that the door was locked by Guo Dayong himself. Unless Xia Meng opened the door from the inside, the two of them couldn't get in at all.

"Xia Meng, you shabby shoe, vixen, what did you do to my grandson?"

Wang Lanhua was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, with a ferocious expression on her face, and she gnashed her teeth and roared,

"If you dare to touch a hair of my grandson, I will tear your skin off!"

Xia Meng raised his head and glanced in the direction of the door. A mocking smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, without any intention of opening the door.

When Guo Dayong heard the voices of Guo Cuihong and Wang Lanhua, he immediately became excited, and his face was covered with snot and tears.

"Woo...Grandma..."

"Grandma, save me...it hurts so much!"

"Grandma, I'm going to die, save me, save me..."

Such a big man, with Xia Meng stepping on his hand, was squirming on the ground trying to get up, like a pile of putrid rotten meat.

Wang Lanhua was overjoyed when she finally heard her grandson's voice. Then she heard her grandson crying and asking for help, and she immediately exploded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wang Lanhua clenched her fist and slammed the door hard, making a clanging sound. She wanted to smash the door. The door shook violently and shook off a lot of dust.

Wang Lanhua screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice breaking.

"You bastard, what did you do to my grandson?"

"Open the door! Open it!"

Seeing that Xia Meng never opened the door, Wang Lanhua had no choice but to glare fiercely at Guo Cuihong, who was standing aside with an anxious look on her face.

"Where's the key?"

"Go get the key?"

Guo Cuihong was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned pale. She didn't dare to look at Wang Lanhua's resentful eyes, turned away and stammered,

"I don't know...where to put it."

"Go find it!" Wang Lanhua grabbed Guo Cuihong and screamed at Guo Cuihong like a demon, "Useless trash!"

Guo Cuihong left in a hurry.

Xia Meng leaned over, not wanting to let go of Guo Dayong. Guo Dayong was crying fiercely. Suddenly he saw Xia Meng's face approaching and was startled.

At this time, there was no yellow waste left in his mind, his pupils were trembling violently with fear, and his breathing almost stopped.

Xia Meng saw Guo Dayong looking at him with fear on his face and smiled, with a casual smile showing indifference.

Then Xia Meng raised her hand and slapped Guo Dayong, making Guo Dayong cry for father and mother. Wang Lanhua outside the door banged on the door louder and scolded him even more unpleasantly.

Xia Meng spoke softly, "Say: Who is the broken shoe?"

Guo Dayong sobbed and cried, and said honestly, "You, you are..."

"Snapped!"

Xia Meng took back her hand, her pupils were as dark as a bottomless abyss, revealing endless silence and coldness.

"I'll give you another chance to reframe your words and say: Who is the broken shoe?"

Blood flowed out of Guo Dayong's mouth, mixed with blood, which made Xia Meng feel sick.

Guo Dayong learned the lesson this time, "...wuwu, I, I am a broken shoe."

Xia Meng's tone was cold, "Louder!"

Guo Dayong endured the pain and shouted loudly, "I am a broken shoe."

Xia Meng nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand and slapped Guo Dayong again. The slap made Guo Dayong's eyes darken and he almost fainted.

"Say, who's dirty?"

Guo Dayong shivered like a chicken and said aggrievedly,

"I, I'm dirty!"

The anger in Xia Meng's heart became much smoother, but soon, Xia Meng's face became solemn, and she asked a little puzzled,

"Why did you call me a broken shoe? And you said I was dirty?"

Guo Dayong's head shrank in fear, like a tortoise forced into a desperate situation.

"I..." Guo Dayong said while crying,

"I also heard from people that a murder occurred last night. A woman was raped and died. People onlookers said,

There was also a beautiful woman in a white sweater present, who was also raped, but..."

Guo Dayong raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Meng cautiously. Seeing that although Xia Meng had a cold face, there seemed to be no sign of taking action, so he dared to continue,

"It was only the police who arrived in time that saved the woman."

"Auntie just told grandma downstairs that you came back late last night and were still wearing a white sweater. She thought that the woman who was raped but was lucky enough to survive was... you!"

After Xia Meng heard this, he looked shocked and felt it was ridiculous!

She was obviously the one who saved people, so why did she become the victim who was raped?

Could it be that just because she was a woman, happened to be at the scene of the crime, and happened to be beautiful, she was made a pornographic rumor?

At this moment, Xia Meng felt angry and at the same time, a sense of powerlessness came over her heart.

What could she do?

When you meet someone, explain to them: Say that you are not a victim, that you have not been abused?

Haha... Ridiculous!

Xia Meng took a deep breath, and a plan gradually took shape in her mind.

After figuring out the truth of the matter, Xia Meng finally stood up mercifully and removed his feet from Guo Dayong's palm.

The back of Guo Dayong's thick hand was red, and the finger bones were almost crushed by Xia Meng's feet.

With their fingers linked to their hearts, Guo Dayong almost fainted from the pain. When Xia Meng let go, he rolled and crawled to the door, opened the door with his good hand, and jumped out.