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Chapter 319 Damn it, don't underestimate our bond

"Is it true that he is docile and favors his concubine and kills his wife?"

Wen Tianyou felt a little dizzy, "Oh, yes, yes."

“Is it true that you don’t have to pay for wontons?”

Wen Tianyou felt his head buzzing, "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"Farting while eating, not wiping your butt after pooping, picking your nose and flicking it at other people...are these all true?"

Wen Tianyou wanted to finish it quickly, "Yes, it's all true!"

He stopped the remaining people who wanted to speak, "Everything you said is true. I have been with him for more than ten years. How could I lie?"

"It's all true, certified by my own son, more real than pearls. Don't ask me anymore, I have something urgent to do, so I'm leaving now."

The people are angry.

Right!

All right!

Not only did it match the novel, but what they made up turned out to be true!

It seems that the author did not make up the story completely, some of it is true, or she just knew Wenshun and might have been bullied by him, so she wrote him into the story, making him an unforgivable bitch who broke up the couple of the male and female protagonists!

Such evil people should bear the pain of seeing the male protagonist go offline and the male and female protagonists unable to be together!!!

You should suffer as much as they do!

Maybe the author had no intention of separating the male and female protagonists, but because he was bullied by Wenshun, he killed the male protagonist in a rage!

Maybe the author had no intention of writing such a sad story before he wrote it. It was because he was bullied by Wenshun and had no place to vent his inner sadness that he wrote such a sad story with tears and snot!

damned!

She is still just a little goblin who has not experienced much of the world, and she is actually bullied like this by mortals!

Unforgivable! ! !

At the mansion, Wen Zha's father, who was holding his waist that was hurt by Wen San's kick and scolding Wen San, felt a chill on his back.

Wen Xiangyi stood in the corner, stunned.

She was still planning how to implement it, and Wen Tianyou just completed it for her?

It was easy to ignite the anger of the masses.

If looks could turn into actual harm, the gate of the Wen Mansion would have collapsed long ago.

Wen Xiangyi climbed back in along the wall and waited for his father to come out.

Wen Zhadie rested at home for two days. His waist was not in good condition due to his age, and when Wen San kicked him, he hit his waist and was almost broken in two on the spot.

Fortunately, I have recovered. The doctor told me to take good care of my waist in the future, otherwise I will suffer more as I get older.

The scumbag dad took note of it. He still attached great importance to protecting his own life.

On the third day, he got ready to go out, and as soon as he stepped out of the gate of the Wen Mansion, he felt something strange.

Why do there seem to be more people at the door?

Was this street outside the palace so lively in the past?

And I don’t know why, but I felt a chill on my back at home the past two days. Today, when I went out, I felt a chill in front of me, and I had a bad premonition.

I always feel like there are eyes everywhere.

Wen Zha looked in the direction he felt, but saw nothing unusual; the crowd was still moving as usual.

Maybe it was just his illusion. How could there be anyone in heaven?

Little did he know that as soon as he came down the stairs and took two steps forward, the people behind him stopped and looked back eerily. Anyone who saw this weird scene would be frightened.

There were several people hanging on the big tree next to it.

"Boss, that old Deng is out."

A burly man hugging a tree spat out the grass in his mouth and gave an order, "Go, kill him."

Wen Zhaddie had only taken a few steps and just passed a small alley. The next second he was walking normally, and the next second he was dragged in.

Soon screams were heard, mixed with the sound of fists hitting flesh.

Just as the accompanying servant was about to shout, he was covered with his mouth and pulled away by passers-by.

Some people who didn't understand what was going on widened their eyes when they saw this. Just as they were about to speak, the people nearby came forward to explain.

"Don't stop me, Wenshun, that old man from the Wen family."

"It's him!"

The man's face changed instantly, and he was eager to try, "I'll go up and kick him a few times too."

The man who was called Boss was waving his fists with tears and snot.

"They were going to be together soon, but you broke it all up. You are the one who deserves to die. Do you know how much I was looking forward to them being together? Do you know how many days I have been looking forward to this moment?"

"Wow, it's all your fault. Why are you still alive and giving the author this inspiration? If it weren't for you, maybe the male protagonist wouldn't have to be killed, and my little couple could have lived together until old age, wow."

"It's almost there, just a little bit, just a little bit and it will be perfect."

The onlookers were filled with sadness due to the heart-wrenching cries inside, and were instantly brought back to the despair they felt when they saw the male protagonist die two days ago.

They almost felt the pain of the male protagonist being offline, the pain of the male and female protagonists being separated forever, and the pain of being abused by the author for such a long time...

All of it was focused on Wen Zha.

They stood outside the alley with red eyes, casting the entire alley in shadow.

"Stop it, there are so many of you here, give the sisters and brothers behind you a chance, slap each of them once, don't slap too many times."

"Everyone has a chance. It's not in vain. It's not in vain."

Wen Zhadie was covered with a sack and could not see clearly who was beating him, nor could he hear what was being said outside. When the people beating him stopped in the middle, he thought the people shouting were trying to stop the beating.

He struggled madly and shouted, "Help! I am Lord Wen from the Wen Mansion. If you save me, you will be rewarded handsomely. If you don't save me, I will make you suffer when I return!"

moron.

As soon as he finished speaking, the first person slapped him in the face.

"You want me to look good? I'm good-looking enough. I don't need you to flatter me!"

"She separated my hero and heroine and bullied my author. She is a little monster who has not experienced much of the world. If she had not suffered a great injustice, she would not have written you into the storybook."

The man took the opportunity to slap him again, but was stopped.

"Hey, hey, hey, why did you take the opportunity to slap me one more time? There are people behind you. You vent your anger on others but they don't need it."

"You hit me too lightly. I can still breathe heavily and scream."

"We deliberately used less force so that you can enjoy it as well. If we really use more force, you can only watch."

"..."

Wen Zhadie was finally found by the servants of the Wen family and carried back to the mansion. He was already unconscious.

His face was swollen like a pig, and he was yelling something like he would not let you go.

He never knew who hit him or why he was hit.

All I heard was a bunch of people saying that he broke up so-and-so, caused so-and-so to die tragically, and offended some story writer...

And then he said not to underestimate their bond, and rushed up and slapped him.

It's all a mess, and it's hard not to think it's someone's deliberate revenge.

But Wen Zhadie thought about it and couldn't figure out who he had offended. The capital was full of powerful people, and he always kept his tail between his legs in front of them. How could he have the chance to offend them...

The doctor who was called in couldn't bear to look at this tragic scene.

"Our master just went out and this happened to him. I don't know who is so cruel."

The doctor pricked up his ears while making the diagnosis.

I always feel that this description is a bit familiar.

After examining Mr. Wen's injuries, the doctor took up a pen and wrote a prescription. While writing the prescription, he couldn't help but take out a book from his sleeve and opened it on the spot.

He is old and his memory is not very good, but he always feels that Master Wen looks familiar.

After reading the storybook, the doctor stuffed the book into his sleeve without changing his expression.

He prolonged the diagnosis time and directly pressed on Wen Zhaddie's wound, causing him to scream like a pig due to the pain.

"Master Wen, does it hurt here?"

Wen Zha's father's mouth twitched in pain, his face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He trembled and said, "Nonsense, nonsense."

The doctor asked again: "How painful is it?"

"Does it hurt this much, or this much, or this much?" The doctor gestured in the air one by one, looking serious.

Wen Zhadie: "..."