Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

She knew that her husband lost money again today.

During the recent period, Zhang Dazhu's luck was very bad, and he lost hundreds of Wen almost every day.

Almost all the things that could be exchanged for money at home were sold by him, and then sent to the casino.

This is not the most annoying.

The most annoying thing is that every time Zhang Dazhu goes home, he will spread the grievances in the casino on their mother and daughter.

Every night, there was a brutal beating.

With a little resistance, the fight will be even harder.

Wang's arms and legs were covered with scars from Zhang Dazhu's beating.

Blue and purple bruises, as if weeping silently.

Watching her husband enter the door, Wang resisted the fear in her heart and said in a trembling voice, "Husband, you... you are back."

"Why, can't I come back?"

Zhang Dazhu glared at Wang Shi.

Seeing Wang's terrified expression, anger welled up in his eyes.

"Smelly bitch, what's your expression?"

"Why, are you upset to see me back?"

Zhang Dazhu raised his hand and slapped Wang severely.

"what---"

There was a scream, and Wang fell to the ground, with five bright red fingerprints on his right face.

"No, my husband..."

Wang covered her face, tears couldn't stop falling from her face.

"No? I see your expression is very displeased with me?"

"Speak! Are you laughing at me for losing money today?"

"You bitch!"

Zhang Dazhu snorted coldly, raised his foot, and stepped hard on the back of Wang's hand.

"Crack-"

"what!"

As soon as she stepped down, Wang's hand bones were crushed and broken. The pain caused her to break out in cold sweat, and she kept wailing and begging for mercy: "Husband, stop beating..."

"I know I was wrong, please let me go!"

While talking, Wang kowtowed to Zhang Dazhu.

Bang bang bangs resounded in the room.

Wang knocked so hard that bright red blood oozed from his forehead.

It seemed that he wanted to use this method in exchange for Zhang Dazhu's sympathy.

however.

Zhang Dazhu didn't want to let him go at all, and his fists kept falling on Wang's body, beating her head and stomach one by one.

Not long after, Wang's body was covered with scars, and she curled up on the ground in pain.

"Father, stop hitting."

The little girl burst into tears.

She lay beside her mother, her tears rolled down like broken pearls, and begged Zhang Dazhu: "Father, don't beat mother... I'm sorry, father, please stop beating, mother hurts so much!"

Looking at the daughter in front of him, Zhang Dazhu suddenly stopped beating.

He is not soft-hearted.

Instead, looking at her daughter's lovely face, an evil thought suddenly arose in her heart.

"Good boy, Nian Nian, father will stop beating his daughter."

Zhang Dazhu grinned, touched his daughter's head, pretended to be gentle and said: "Nian Nian, Dad will take you to a good place, will you come with Dad?"

"Then... father, stop beating mother."

Nian Nian whimpered and begged cautiously.

"Okay, as long as you go with dad, dad won't beat mother."

Zhang Dazhu smiled slightly.

Then he picked up his daughter and walked towards the door.

Seeing this scene, Wang's pupils shrank slightly.

She seemed to remember something.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly slid down his forehead.

"no, do not want!"

Wang screamed in horror.

She rushed towards Zhang Dazhu, exhausted all her strength, hugged Zhang Dazhu's legs tightly, and begged desperately: "Husband, don't!"

"Nian Nian is your daughter!"

"I beg you, please don't sell her to Yuanwai Zhang!"

If there are people from the same town here.

Hearing Wang's words, he would be so angry that he would curse.

A few years ago, Zhang Dazhu sold his son Zhang Yu to Zhang Yuanwai because of his gambling debts.

This time, he actually wanted to sell his daughter again!

"Bitch, let me go!"

Zhang Dazhu raised his foot and kicked Wang Shi hard.

This kick landed directly on Wang's stomach, the pain made her sweat coldly, and her stomach was in severe pain like an overwhelming river.

However, when she thought of her daughter's future fate, she ignored the pain, got up quickly, and hugged her husband again.

"Zhang Dazhu, you are so cruel!"

"Nian Nian is your only daughter, she is only five years old!"

"You're so young, you're going to sell her to Yuanwai Zhang, are you human?"

"daughter?"

Zhang Dazhu snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "So what? I've raised her for so many years, and it's time for her to repay me!"

"Do you know that I owe the casino ten taels of silver. If I can't pay it back within half a month, they will cut off one of my hands!"

"As long as you can keep my hand, so what if you sell your daughter?"

While talking, Zhang Dazhu kicked his wife fiercely.

Although Wang tried her best to stop her, she was a woman after all, not as strong as Zhang Dazhu.

After several kicks, Wang was exhausted and lay on the ground covered in blood.

She tried hard to get up, but the severe pain in her body made her unable to move.

He could only watch his daughter being carried out of the door by Zhang Dazhu with desperate eyes.

"Stinky bitch!"

Looking at the bloody wife behind him, Zhang Dazhu let out a disgusted face.

Then he picked up his daughter and rushed to Zhang Yuanwai's mansion.

however,

Just when he took a few steps.

A strange wind suddenly blew out of thin air.

Zhang Dazhu couldn't help shivering: "Damn, why is it so cold?"

Haven't responded yet.

clap la la---

There was a sudden sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground.

Zhang Dazhu's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

not far away.

A tall figure walked slowly.

The moment when you see the figure clearly.

Zhang Dazhu only felt that a thunderbolt struck his forehead, and the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze.

It was a dark-faced man.

Wearing a black robe and holding a chain.

His face was ferocious, like a sculpture enshrined in a temple.

He wears a tall hat on his head.

There are four small characters written on it: The world is peaceful.

The moment Zhang Dazhu saw this figure, a strong panic suddenly rose in Zhang Dazhu's heart, and he turned around and ran away almost subconsciously.

However, he found that he couldn't run at all!

Not to mention running, I can't even move!

His flesh and soul, as well as his soul, seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and he could only watch helplessly as the black shadow got closer and closer.

Until he walked in front of him.

"You... who are you?"

Zhang Dazhu's terrified voice sounded.

Hei Wuchang didn't answer, just stared at Zhang Dazhu, silently counting some numbers.

"Four……"

"three……"

"two……"

what?

Hearing this, Zhang Dazhu was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't react.

And just when he was stupefied.

Hei Wuchang's voice sounded again.

"one!"

Then the last sound fell.

"boom---"

A hard brick suddenly fell from the sky and hit Zhang Dazhu hard on the head.

His whole body was smashed to the point of bleeding, and before he could utter a wail, he fell into a pool of blood.

Blood mixed with brain matter kept coming out of his head, staining the ground with blood, it was very miserable...

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The author says:

Thanks to [Qi Shuai who loves to eat steamed buns with knives], [want to cry but can’t cry], [System], [Ning Danqing who loves to eat flower cakes] for the gifts, thank you, ok~