Chapter 2: Beat to death with a stick

Wang knew that what Su Muling said was right, as long as she didn't die, even if Song Mingjie hurt herself, she would always be a concubine. But since the second lady entered the door of the Song family, she has been extremely vigorous, she broke her legs, gouged out her eyes, and only gave one rancid steamed bun a day, she has lived for so many years. The Wang family hated fate for being unfair to him, and he was obviously an official lady, but because of his family's involvement, he was sold to the Song family as a concubine who did not even have personal freedom. I don't know how much higher her identity is than the businesswoman Su Muling, but even if Su Muli becomes what she is now, she is also her own master in the Song family.

"Yes, it's my love of vanity that I married into the Song family, if I didn't marry, my father wouldn't have died because of me, and my eldest cousin wouldn't have disappeared, I'm damned ......." Su Muling slammed his head to the ground and twitched all over.

"Since you don't want to live anymore, then you should also be a good person. I heard that your Su family has a treasure trove in addition to that picture, except for Master Su, only you know, you might as well tell me the location of the treasure trove, I will let you die decently, even if you go underground to see Master Su, it won't make him feel distressed, right? Wang finally said the purpose of the trip.

Su Muling propped up her upper body with her thin hemp arms, struggled to sit up straight, and 'looked' in the direction of Wang. "Want my Su family's treasure house?"

"Yes, where?" Wang felt hopeful.

"I have a request."

"What requirements? As long as I can do it. Wang Shi asked excitedly looking at the people on the ground.

"You're going to wash and bathe me with your own hands, and I'm going to get dressed and go to my father."

Freshen up and take a bath with your own hands? Wang Shi gritted his teeth: "Yes, but you have to say where the treasure house is first?" โ€

"Come closer."

Wang Shi was a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, such an important matter could not be heard casually, so he walked over and stood down in front of Su Muling, "Say it." โ€

"You bow down." Su Muling reached out and touched the hem of her clothes and asked.

Wang frowned slightly, but still squatted down. Su Muling touched Wang's shoulders with both hands, leaned into Wang's ear and whispered, "Our Su family ...... ยท

"What did you say?" Su Muling's voice was as small as a mosquito, and Wang didn't hear a word clearly, so he leaned forward a little.

"Our Su family will take revenge if they have revenge......"

"Ahh

"Aunt Wang? Oh, my God! - Come on! -Come on--" The girl waiting outside the door heard Wang's shout, and hurriedly ran in, and was frightened when she saw this.

Not long after, a few more people ran in from outside the courtyard, and entered the courtyard to take a look: under the big tree, two women hugged each other, the ragged Su Muling was using two fingernails that had not been trimmed for a long time, like the claws of an eagle to hook Wang's head, a mouth was biting on Wang's neck, the pulse on Wang's neck had been bitten by Su Muling's sharp teeth, and dark red blood flowed down the corner of Su Muling's mouth.

Wang's eyes were stunned, and his hands were waving helplessly in the air, but because of the pain and fright, he completely lost the ability to resist.

The subordinates were also stunned when they saw this, but they didn't expect that Su Muling, who could be blown down by the wind, would have such a terrifying move. The subordinate ran forward and tried to separate the two. Wang Shi gasped, and his cry became lower and lower. And Su Muling, under the vigorous pull of his subordinates, used his last bit of strength and let go of the two hands that were holding Wang's hair. In her mouth, she was holding a bloody ...... of flesh that had been torn off Wang's neck.

Covered in blood and with a vague meaning, Wang was carried away by his subordinates, Su Muling opened her mouth, bloody flesh rolled down from her mouth, and her body fell to the ground again. Her face was already stained red with blood.

It didn't take long for the courtyard door to be kicked open, and a familiar voice shouted angrily: "Beat, beat me to death." "It's her husband Song Mingjie.

The two subordinates took wooden sticks as thick as their arms, stood on both sides of Su Muling, and hit Su Muling on the ground with their heads covered and their faces slashed.

"Hahaha...... She's dead, isn't she......... Hahaha...... Song Mingjie...... You ungrateful ...... Villain...... Kill me...... I won't let you go...... Hahaha......" Su Muling's miserable laughter was mixed with the sound of sticks hitting her, and it reached Song Mingjie's ears, but it was so terrifying.

"Cut out her tongue for me. Fast! Song Mingjie restrained the chill and shouted hysterically.

At the foot of the mountain, next to a small stream, a man in a strong suit bent down, stretched out his hand and pressed Su Muling's neck lightly for a moment, then turned his head and said to another young man a few steps away: "Master, there is a person here who is afraid that he will not be saved." โ€

"Who is so vicious, he beat people like this, find someone to change her clothes, buy a coffin and bury it!" The magnetic voice faded away with Su Muling's last trace of consciousness.