Rebirth of a Village Girl

What about her precious grandchild?

Her newly embraced grandchild, they had just become wealthy…

She didn’t want to die.

She was waiting to enjoy her fortune.

If she died, wouldn’t all the money and shops in her family just go to Ni Cuihua and that outsider man she was with?

This is Mu family’s money!

How could it benefit outsiders?

No!

She couldn’t die!

Even if she died, she would drag Ni Cuihua and her daughter down with her!

If she couldn’t live a good life, she wouldn’t let them either!

The old lady Mu frantically signaled to Sun Shiwu.

Hoping Sun Shiwu would spare them.

After all, it was Li Shu who had wronged Sun Shiwu.

Their family had been kept in the dark too. They were victims.

As long as Sun Shiwu spared her, she could give him a lot of money, “Hmm, hmm…”

Unfortunately, Sun Shiwu didn’t read minds. He turned to Old Lady Mu, “Old hag, you’re in such a hurry to die, huh?”

Sun Shiwu let go of Li Shu’s hair and instead grabbed Old Lady Mu’s hair, “How dare your son cuckold me? I’ll make sure you don’t know what’s coming!”

Fear filled Old Lady Mu’s eyes, “Hmm, hmm…”

Please let her go.

As long as Sun Shiwu let her go, she was willing to pay any price.

As the saying goes, the daughter pays the father’s debts.

She wanted to tell Sun Shiwu.

She had a beautiful granddaughter, she could marry her granddaughter off to Sun Shiwu.

After all, Ni Yang was better looking than Li Shu.

She was serious.

As long as Sun Shiwu let her go, she would forgive and forget, and let Ni Yang pay the debt.

After all, that little wretch would have to get married someday.

If Ni Yang wasn’t enough, they could add Ni Cuihua.

If Sun Shiwu still felt unappeased, he could kill Ni Yang and Ni Cuihua…

But Sun Shiwu didn’t give her the chance to speak.

All of a sudden, Old Lady Mu became anxious and scared, her face full of old tears.

She had never been this scared in her life.

Sun Shiwu made his move.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Old Lady Mu, in the midst of planning to use Ni Yang and Ni Cuihua to pay off her debt, fell down in a pool of blood.

Murder!

Two murders!

Li Shu and Mu Jinbao were ordinary people, when had they seen such a scene?

A strong smell of urine filled the air.

Sun Shiwu looked down to see that it was Mu Jinbao who was so scared he had wet himself.

Not only urinated.

Even defecated.

The odor was nauseating.

Sun Shiwu held the bloody knife and lightly patted Li Shu’s face with it, “You’ve chosen such a coward?”

Li Shu’s eyes were wide open, as if her eyeballs were about to pop out. Her expression was filled with terror.

She began to regret.

She shouldn’t have come to Beijing.

“Hmn, hmn….” Li Shu struggled constantly.

“Whore, this time next year will be your deathiversary!”

…

A thin silhouette appeared by a public telephone booth. She dialed three numbers, and the call was quickly answered, “Hello, this is the Beijing Public Security Bureau.”

Hearing this, Ni Yang’s cold expression vanished, replaced with a layer of fear. The hoarse male voice on the phone was filled with heavy crying, “Pu-Public… Security Bureau… Yao-Yao Sea guesthouse, room 104. There’s… there’s a murder… ”

Sun Shiwu wasn’t a good man either!

Of course Ni Yang wouldn’t let him get off scot-free.

Moreover, now that Sun Shiwu had already started killing, even if he couldn’t do anything to her, Ni Yang still had to consider for her family’s mother and sister.

She couldn’t let other loved ones be threatened with their lives.

As for Li Xianxian, Ni Yang had other plans.

After all, Li Xianxian had been scheming for so long.

Ni Yang certainly intended to let her experience the feeling of standing on top of clouds.

Then let her fall from the clouds.

After all, the higher one stood, the harder they fell.

“Don’t be afraid, comrade! We’re coming right now!”

Ni Yang hung up the phone, a faint smile playing on her lips.

The righteous wail of a police siren shattered the quiet night.

When the police broke through the door, Sun Shiwu was in the bathroom, dealing with the bodies.

Upon seeing the police, Sun Shiwu’s face turned white and his blood ran cold.

At this moment.

He knew he was done for!

His life was over.

“Clang!”

The blood-soaked cleaver fell to the ground, making a piercing sound.

“Don’t move!” Several officers pinned Sun Shiwu down.

The news of the murder at Yao Sea guesthouse was buzzing by the next day.