Sometimes, if you don't experience it yourself, it's really hard to imagine how great a person's malice can be, so big that you don't deserve to live at all.

They even want to drive you to death with words.

Such pain is far better than physical pain.

So Concubine Ye likes to abuse her heart.

But this time, Concubine Ye really couldn't help it, she must abuse her body and heart together.

A few people who were talking energetically suddenly screamed.

The one who spoke the most fiercely bit off a piece of the tip of his tongue, another bit off the flesh in his mouth, and another bit his teeth.

Ye Demon Concubine smiled gloomily, don't you like to say bad things about others, just let you just say enough, say bite once, and see how many tongues and teeth you can bite.

It's just a psychological suggestion, not magic, but it's better than anything else, and if they say something bad about someone once, they get hurt once.

If this was in ancient times, it would probably be suspected of being some kind of demon, but now, it won't be much better.

At the same time, the people who said bad things about Xiao Suyuan behind the Internet at the beginning felt such pain, and the number of people who went to the doctor increased instantly.

And that's not all, Concubine Ye still has to let them suffer mental torture.

Every day I dream that my tongue is roasted on a fire, and the pain is real.

I believe that this group of people will never talk nonsense in the future.

The other people's affairs are solved, and Zhao Doushun is left.

This time the other party did not go to prison, but it was better to stay outside to torture.

Because the reporter's behavior was discovered by everyone, he was fired by the editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief flew separately when the disaster came, and the editor-in-chief had to say that he didn't know anything about it, and that it was all done by the reporter, at least the idea was the reporter's own idea, and he didn't participate at all.

The journalist suffered a dumb loss, had to be fired, had no job, and his reputation was so bad that he could no longer continue to be a journalist.

So he didn't care about Zhao Doushun, and Zhao Doushun, who had no money, was directly thrown out of the hospital that had long been disgusted with him.

Fortunately, he stayed a little longer this time, and the wound felt better, although he still couldn't walk, but it didn't hurt as much as it did at the beginning.

How can you do that, you have to keep hurting!

"It's him, he can't even be a man!"

"What's wrong with not being a man, he's gay-sexual, or the one below, he doesn't need that thing!"

"That's really pitiful, they won't have only one son in their family, isn't this just a cut off from a grandchild?!"

"Hey, where would a thug like him have the money to get married, and his father has died a long time ago, his mother is a * goods, he has long run away with people, where will anyone care about him, their family is really cut off!"

Zhao Doushun had no problem with his ears, naturally he heard these words, he was so angry that his eyes were red and he wanted to hit someone, but his hands were wasted, where could he beat someone.

These words hurt him worse than killing him.

He is a normal man, where did he suffer such an insult, when he is better, he must crush the throats of these people and let them talk nonsense!

But soon Zhao Doushun found that he could not protect himself.

Since the last time there was a takeaway on my table, those thugs like to come to their homes and rummage through the cabinets to find money.