At the moment when Wei Wencang's forehead touched the floor and was about to be raised again, Duan Hu threw He Linhao onto the sofa, and stepped on Wei Wencang's head with one arrow step: "I want you to kowtow, do you understand kowtowing?

The huge force pressed Wei Wencang directly into close contact with the floor, making a muffled "bang" sound, and the pain from the back of his head and forehead almost made him faint.

He Lin watched Wei Wencang suffer such an insult and was powerless, she tried to reach out to grab something, and her mouth let out a cry of despair as low as a gnat.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, why she cared so much about this familiar stranger, but she felt like a knife, and even though it was the first time she had met, she felt more affection for him than anyone she had ever been with before—was this love, or was she just afraid of losing the only person in the world who loved him deeply?

No, none of this matters, what matters is that she wants Duan Hu to die! She desperately longs for Duan Hu to die on the spot! Yes, in the past, she would only go against the grain and never dare to resist, but now, catalyzed by some emotion, she suddenly had an unprecedented hatred for this adoptive father.

How deep the fear had accumulated at the beginning, how great the resentment that had erupted now! It was a torrent of mountains that was about to drown her mind.

Duan Hu didn't seem to realize it, he crushed Wei Wencang's head with his foot, as if he was crushing an ant, and after the latter didn't move, he finally felt bored, picked up the paper towel on the ground, took out the tape from the drawer of the wooden table, and bandaged the bloody right palm simply.

Then he looked at He Linhao and said with a strange smile: "Stinky girl, it's your turn!"

Duan Hu didn't take two steps before he felt something entangled in his leg, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

Wei Wencang didn't know when he hugged Duan Hu's legs, the strength was so great that it was like a dying man grasping a life-saving straw, he raised his head, and his godless eyes burst out with the ferocity of a demon: "Don't think about it...... Hurt Lin Hao!"

Duan Hu was so frightened by Wei Wencang that he shuddered, and then there was a burst of anger, he shook his legs hard, but he couldn't break free of Wei Wencang.

"Okay, good!" Duan Hu was furious, and as soon as he bowed, he swung out his left fist and smashed it towards Wei Wencang's cheek. But his movements were slightly sluggish, and the punch was dodged by Wei Wencang's sideways head.

However, Wei Wencang didn't have much room for movement, and his neck was far less flexible than his arms, Duan Hu easily caught up with Wei Wencang's dodge speed, he turned his fist into a claw, grabbed Wei Wencang's hair, and pulled it down savagely, after feeling that he couldn't pull it, he began to appreciate Wei Wencang's slap again.

Wei Wencang was slapped so that his gums were bleeding and his ears were buzzing, he let go of his left and right hands, wanting to fight back, but was kicked in the cheek by Duan Hu, who had his feet free.

Duan Hu watched Wei Wencang fall to the ground on his back like a dead fish, spat a mouthful, and turned to He Linhao.

He Lin's eyes were full of tears, her heart seemed to be broken into countless petals, and she bit her lip blood in pain, but she was suddenly surprised, because she saw Wei Wencang crawling up, but she suddenly exclaimed, because Wei Wencang launched a charge against Duan Hu again!

Wei Wencang stole a peach from a monkey, stretched his arm into Duan Hu's crotch, and then made an upward digging action, but maybe it was not in good shape, he didn't grasp it accurately, giving Duan Hu time to react.

"Little bastard, are you Xiaoqiang?" Duan Hu grabbed Wei Wencang's hand and kicked him down with a reflexive kick.

"Look if I can't kick you to death!" Duan Hu, who was burned by anger, didn't care about any donor business, and he kicked Wei Wencang's head with all his strength.

Wei Wencang hugged his head in a hurry, but Duan Hu vowed not to give up, and the more he kicked, the more excited he became, and even kicked him as a ball.

"Don't kick it...... Don't kick it......" He Lin moved his mouth dimly, but he could only make a voice that he could hear.

She suddenly had a strong sixth sense, she seemed to have a premonition of Wei Wencang's death, she suddenly felt so scared, this fear surpassed all her previous emotions, as if Wei Wencang died, she would also die with a thousand cuts.

She hate!

Why, why did God give her a world of love, and then cruelly deprive her in the blink of an eye?

Especially that person! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!

Perhaps the moon heard He Linhao's voice and quietly projected a hazy moonlight on her to appease her, but at this moment, a change occurred.

Generally, under the bright light, no matter what kind of moonlight can only be dwarfed, but this moonlight is an exception, it gives people the feeling of layering, hazy but dazzling to the extreme, like the moonlight that is widely distributed in the world is concentrated in one place, illuminating an inviolable brightness.

In its exclusive domain, all other lights were banished, not to mention the lights, even if the midday sun came, it had to be relinquished by three points.

Bathed in this white moonlight, He Lin rose in the air, the scars and swells on her body disappeared, her skin was smooth and white in an instant, her crazy green silk flew like a waterfall, her cheeks returned to the ruddy of a girl, and in an instant, her eyes, the bridge of her nose, her small mouth, her breasts, thin waist, and jade legs...... They are all up and down, beautiful from the inside out, like a fairy descending to earth.

Vaguely, He Linhao also saw the fairy, but this staggering fairy with a peerless body was not her, but the previous owner of this mysterious power - Chang'e who ran to the moon for nine days.

"Go, my heir, on behalf of the moon, to destroy those you hate, on my behalf, to protect those you love!" she smiled and hugged He Linhao into her arms, as if she was one with her.

It's warm, it's cold...... Body...... Becoming so light, am I flying?

It's not that she released the negative energy of nature, but that at the moment when the natural energy transformed her into a resentful king, she broke away from the gravitational pull of the earth and transcended the world, so she floated.

Even Duan Hu, who had his back to He Linhao, sensed that something was wrong, and he turned his head stiffly, only to see a piece of moonlight.

Then he suddenly heard the word "death", the kind of pleasant, cold and domineering heavenly sound, with thousands of miles of deep sea-like oppression, so that his internal organs trembled and shattered.

Duan Hu's pupils suddenly dilated, and without even saying a last word, he fell down bleeding from all his knots.

"Old Wei!" He Linhao jumped off the sofa, squatted beside Wei Wencang, and pushed him to sit up, "How is it? Is there anything wrong? I, I'll call an ambulance?"

"No, I'm fine. Wei Wencang slowed down weakly, "What's the matter?"

"He, he died, I accidentally ......" He Lin said in a huff, "I didn't expect him to ...... so easily"

"I know, you don't have to think too much, he's dead. Wei Wencang said calmly, although he couldn't open his eyes, he also realized something, "Linhao, what time is it?"

"Hmm......" He Lin glanced at the clock on Duan Hu's wrist, "It's almost nine o'clock." ”

"Okay, Linhao, don't worry, listen to me first......"