Hearing this, Wang Jia was dumbfounded.

Deng Guihua on the side hurriedly stepped forward, and she said to Wang Jia: "Look, I'm right, what kind of money does he have, the ten houses are all lying to you, you still think you have picked up the treasure, are you sober now?" ”

Wang Jia squinted her eyes and looked at Lao Lu hatefully.

At this moment, Lao Lu has changed his previous gentle attitude towards Wang Jia.

has simply said it, and he no longer deliberately hides anything:

"You don't want to think that I have so much money to buy ten houses and still live in such a small house?"

Wang Jia said: "Didn't you say that you saved at that time? ”

Lao Lu laughed: "Whatever I say, you believe it, are you full of tofu scum in your head?" Can't you judge which of what I say is true and which is false? ”

Wang Jia looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Do you have a sentence that is true?" ”

"Absolutely!"

"Which one?"

"I like you for real, money is fake!"

Lao Lu's appearance at the moment is really a scoundrel.

Wang Jia only felt a breath of anger in her heart, she clenched her fists, and hit Lao Lu at once!

A fist was placed on Lao Lu's eyes, and Lao Lu gave Wang Jia a slap with his backhand.

Seeing that the two were fighting, Deng Guihua hurriedly rushed over.

However, the two little girls are obviously not the opponents of this big man.

Soon, Wang Jia was pushed to the ground, the back of her head hit the wall, and she almost fainted.

When Deng Guihua saw it, she gritted her teeth, picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it at Lao Lu's head. Lao Lu turned around, and when he saw this, he kicked Deng Guihua in the stomach.

As soon as Deng Guihua's hand slipped, the glass ashtray fell to the ground.

Lao Lu rubbed his swollen eyes that were beaten by Wang Jia just now.

He spat on the ground, the muscles on his face shrank twice ugly, and said to the two girls:

"You two working girls, Lao Tzu can look at people like you, which can be regarded as giving you face! For a person of your status, if I, King Lu, were twenty years younger, I wouldn't even look at you! ”

He stood tall and looked down at the two girls with disdain:

"You lowly people will never be able to get on the stage!"

Wang Jia discovered for the first time that this old man's face was so hideous.

She was about to struggle to stand up, but was kicked by Lao Lu, and while kicking him, Lao Lu said: "What else do you want to do, you want to resist, what do you have, you don't look good, it's just young, if I don't fancy this, can I sleep with you?" ”

Lao Lu's words were hard to hear, Wang Jia was crying and was kicked by him.

She closed her eyes and whimpered.

Physically, he endured Lao Lu's punches and kicks to himself.

Deng Guihua on the side was very angry, she wanted to go over and pick up the ashtray that had just fallen to the ground.

But when I looked around, the thing was gone.

At this moment, she looked up and saw a woman, standing behind Lao Lu.

is a woman, it is Lao Lu's wife.

I saw that her face was full of anger, her hair was quite messy, and all the resentment she had been angry for so many years seemed to be vented at that moment.

Lao Lu's wife stared at her husband.

Her eyes were like a fire burning.

Lao Lu turned his back to her, not feeling the danger approaching at all.

He was still kicking and beating Wang Jia frantically, but Wang Jia was still shrinking to the ground, crying.

He scolded Wang Jia on the ground, scolding foul language in his mouth.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

So, he turned around and saw his wife standing behind him.

Lao Lu yelled at her: "What are you stinky women doing when you come out, get out of the way for me!" "Lao Lu's appearance, Deng Guihua is very disgusting and disgusting.

She was about to say something, but Lao Lu waved his hand and gave his wife a slap.

Then, he stretched out his foot and kicked at his wife again.

Lao Lu's wife dodged, and Lao Lu pounced.

He was very angry.

Another string of foul language came out of his mouth.

It can be seen from his expression that this man is a man with violent tendencies, and beating and scolding his wife should be a common thing for him.

He chased after his wife and hit him.

Lao Lu's wife has been dodging.

Suddenly, Lao Lu didn't step on his foot steadily, and his body fell backwards heavily.

Lao Lu, who fell to the ground, didn't have any problems at first. He immediately sat up, only to feel a pain in the back of his head. Reaching out and touching the back, the palm of his hand immediately touched something slimy.

At first glance, the red patch was full of blood.

Three women stood up and gathered around him.

Lao Lu squinted his eyes and finally looked at the three of them.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he felt something in his throat, blocking his air inlet and outlet pipes, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he only felt a fishy smell that kept pouring out of his stomach.

After that, he fell to the ground as soon as he went limp.

There was blood in the back of the head, and soon the ground was stained.

Before he could breathe, suddenly, he glared and seemed to see something terrible.

Then he didn't move.

The two eyes were wide open, looking somewhere in the air, as if in extreme fear.

Lao Lu's wife looked at her husband blankly, without any expression on her face.

The two girls looked at Lao Lu's death and were very scared, they hugged each other, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Lao Lu's wife said: "You don't have to be afraid, I killed people, let me bear all the things alone!" Lao Lu has deceived women all his life, and he deserves to die in the hands of women, this is retribution! ”

Wang Jia and Deng Guihua returned to the fifth floor.

That night, the two girls had no sleep.

They curled up on the bed and didn't say a word.

The next morning, they heard a sound of gongs and drums, and then they heard the old wife Lu downstairs, crying heartbreakingly.

Lao Lu's mourning hall was erected.

When Deng Guihua and Wang Jia went down to watch, Lao Lu's wife didn't seem to know them at all.

Just sit at the door of the house, wearing a black veil, and greet the guests.

Lao Lu died like this, and after Wang Jia experienced this incident, the whole person talked a lot less. Deng Guihua accompanied her and told her not to be so naïve in the future, Wang Jia nodded.

For the next two days, the memorial service downstairs continued.

Su Quan and Liang Yuan moved over one after another.

The two girls were bold and no longer afraid.

Deng Guihua said to Wang Jia: "Lao Lu is self-inflicted, his death has nothing to do with us!" That's his retribution, even if this matter is interrupted, don't mention it in the future! ”

Wang Jia nodded vigorously.

Just when they thought that everything was calm, they didn't expect that this morning, an incident suddenly woke up and brought them into infinite fear......