Chapter 4724 Conscience Eaten by Dogs

When he put his bag and mobile phone on the ground and was about to speak, the drunk man grabbed his arm and said viciously: "Little bastard, I asked you to cook, are you deaf?"

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at his hand, his eyes cold.

The woman was so scared that she trembled all over, but she didn't dare to come and stop her. She only said weakly: "Xiao Jing, don't make your dad angry. Go get the rice quickly. There are leftovers from lunch in the pot, and there are two eggs in the refrigerator. Just make fried rice."

Zhao Yuanjing ignored it and said coldly: "I only give you one chance, let go."

His gaze completely angered the drunkard: "You little bastard, your wings are stiff, right? What's that look in your eyes? You're a bitch who deserves a beating!"

He raised his hand and shouted at Zhao Yuanjing's head.

Zhao Yuanjing turned over and easily threw him to the ground.

The drunk man fell on his back and his eyes turned black. He couldn't stand up for a long time.

Zhao Yuanjing stepped on his face and said coldly: "Remember, I am not Zhao Xiaojing. He is dead, and this is his thing."

After saying this, he turned around and left.

The woman hurriedly caught up: "Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, don't leave!"

As soon as I went out, I bumped into a fat woman.

The woman was holding a bag in her hand. When she saw Zhao Yuanjing's appearance, she hurriedly protected him behind her and said angrily: "Wan Mei, are you beating Xiao Jing again? Are you going to force your son to death before you are satisfied?"

Wan Mei put on a smile and said, "It's his aunt. It's so late, why are you here."

"I just came back after working overtime. I'm worried about Xiao Jing. Come and have a look. Sure enough, you guys are beating him again!" The fat woman glanced at the drunk man lying on the ground in the room and said disgustedly, "Xiao Jing will follow you, just live here." Live your life. Are you worthy of my brother?"

Wan Mei's face turned cold: "Your brother abandoned us and left. Why did you mention him?"

"Where is your conscience? Didn't my brother get into trouble and leave because of you? Wan Mei, your conscience is eaten by a dog!" The fat woman was furious, "Xiao Jing, let's go and go home with my aunt."

Wan Mei sneered: "Can you afford to support him? How much money does your family owe? Is the house mortgaged? You are so poor that you can't even eat, and you still have to support Xiaojing. How shameless do you say that."

"It has nothing to do with you! Even if I'm poor, I'm better off than a shameless person like you. If you want to get married, no one will care about you. But the man you marry takes it out on Xiao Jing all the time. This won't do!"

At this time, the drunkard in the room slowed down, got up, picked up a chair and rushed over, angrily cursing: "I'll beat you to death, you little beast!"

Amidst Wan Mei's screams, the fat woman was beaten until her face was covered in blood.

Seeing the blood, the drunk man sobered up for a moment, muttered something, turned around and left.

The fat woman covered her head and squatted on the ground.

Wan Mei looked at her, hesitant.

"Don't close the door yet! Don't let that little beast in! Otherwise I'll beat you bitch to death!"

A man's shouting and cursing could be heard in the room.

Wan Mei closed the door.

Before closing the door, maybe because of her conscience, she took out Zhao Xiaojing's bag and mobile phone, put them on the ground, and whispered: "Xiaojing, I will transfer you a hundred yuan later, and you can find a hotel to stay for one night. "

Not long after closing the door, there were sounds of beatings and scoldings, as well as a woman's cry for mercy.

Zhao Yuanjing frowned and looked at it,

"Are you okay? I'll take you to the doctor." This fat woman was Zhao Xiaojing's aunt. After all, she was injured by the drunkard to protect him.

He couldn't just ignore it and not ask.