PFC Chapter 255 Violence
Chapter 255 Violence
As the palm fell, the woman named Liu Yin fell to the ground helplessly like a butterfly with broken wings. But she didn't care about the pain. Seeing that her husband was about to leave, she quickly used all her strength to hug the man's legs. Her hands, which were covered with calluses from long-term labor, seemed particularly tough at this moment.
"Husband, I beg you, please don't gamble anymore. If you continue like this, what will happen to Xiaojun's illness?"
However, Liu Yin's almost whining request did not seem to affect the man named Ding Qiang at all.
He impatiently kicked Liu Yin away and his fists rained down like a rainstorm, each punch landing accurately and fiercely on Liu Yin's face and body.
Although the people around witnessed all this, they chose to turn a blind eye. No one dared to lend a helping hand, leaving only indifference and silence.
Liu Yin's body curled up, and every time she was hit, her body twitched slightly. Her dull eyes seemed to be announcing that she was about to collapse.
At this moment, An Ying'er witnessed this scene and was furious. She suddenly picked up the stick beside her and rushed forward like a gust of wind.
She would never sit idly by and watch a man bullying a woman.
Just as Ding Qiang raised his fist again, ready to deal a fatal blow to Liu Yin, he suddenly suffered a huge impact on his back. The severe pain made him groan in pain.
When he turned around, he saw An Ying'er holding a stick with a stern face, rushing towards him like a god of war.
Ding Qiang cursed loudly and stretched out his hand to block in panic, but he didn't expect that An Ying'er's move was just a feint. He missed, and then the second stick fell on him fiercely.
Each blow from An Ying'er was full of power, causing Ding Qiang to bend over and hunch back, as if even his ribs were broken, and every breath he took was as painful as a needle prick.
"You little brat, who do you think you are? How dare you meddle in my business?"
Ding Qiang covered the painful part with his hands, his voice was weak, and he had completely lost the arrogance he had when he committed the violence.
An Ying'er said nothing, and swung the stick in her hand more and more violently, sweeping towards Ding Qiang like a tornado.
Ding Qiang could only lie on the ground, wailing in agony, his body twisted in pain.
At this time, Xiao Zhixue put down the items in her hand, walked slowly forward, gently held An Ying'er's hand, and her eyes conveyed a message of stop.
"Okay, that's enough teaching. If you continue to make trouble, things will be difficult to deal with."
Xiao Zhixue knew in her heart that An Ying'er's attack was so severe because of the shadow left by past trauma.
I didn't stop it just now because I understood and supported An Ying'er.
But seeing that Ding Qiang had been beaten to death, if they continued, they might really get into trouble and even end up in jail.
Their relatives back home are still looking forward to their return, and such a scene must never be staged.
Their original intention of this trip was to experience the customs and habits of a foreign land, but they were inadvertently involved in a dispute.
If Yuan Shang's harsh words hadn't angered Xiao Zhixue, she would never have intervened in such matters.
An Ying'er sneered at Ding Qiang who was lying on the ground, threw away the stick, and ended the conflict.
Xiao Zhixue walked forward and carefully checked Ding Qiang's breath, confirming that he was only temporarily unconscious.
She didn't pay much attention to Ding Qiang, but immediately turned her attention to Liu Yin's situation.
Liu Yin was trembling all over, and painful moans escaped from between her clenched teeth.
Xiao Zhixue quickly took out a precious healing pill from her space ring and carefully fed it to Liu Yin.
The pill melted as soon as it entered her mouth. Soon, Liu Yin's eyelids slowly lifted, with a light of gratitude flashing in her eyes.
When she saw that the person in front of her was Xiao Zhixue, tears flowed uncontrollably again.
She struggled to get up, but was too weak to do so. Finally, she knelt down at Xiao Zhixue's feet, her voice trembling but firm.
"Thank you for saving my life, sir. Although I have nothing to repay you, I am willing to work like a slave for you to repay your kindness today."
Xiao Zhixue gently helped Liu Yin up, picked up the purse that was scattered on the ground and handed it back to her.
"You must keep this money safe and don't let anyone take it away again."
Liu Yin's tears flowed like a spring, and her eyes inadvertently swept across the unconscious Ding Qiang beside her. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes - hatred, pain, and unspeakable sadness.
If it weren't for raising money to treat her seriously ill father, she might not have married Ding Qiang, a man addicted to gambling.
The heavy bride price ultimately failed to save her father's life, but instead plunged her into a deeper quagmire.
Since his father passed away, Ding Qiang's attitude towards her became increasingly worse, and he used all the family savings on gambling and squandering.
The little wealth she had accumulated bit by bit through her hard work almost fell into the hands of the greedy Yuan Shang again.
Thanks to the help of Xiao Zhixue and An Ying'er, she was able to keep the money and use it to buy the necessary medicine for her son Ding Xiaojun.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the city, all her hopes were almost taken away by her gambling-addicted husband Ding Qiang.
Her desperate pleas were met with nothing but ruthless beatings.
Just when she almost thought she was about to die at the hands of Ding Qiang, Xiao Zhixue and An Ying'er appeared like gods sent from heaven and saved her from the dire straits.
Xiao Zhixue gently tapped Ding Qiang's unconscious body with her finger and asked, "He is your husband?"
Liu Yin nodded reluctantly, with unspeakable sadness and helplessness in her voice: "Young Master is right, he...he is my husband."
An Ying'er was furious when she heard this: "How could you tolerate him treating you like this? Why don't you file a complaint with the authorities?"
But whenever Liu Yin mustered up the courage to seek official protection, she was often met with excuses and indifference.
The government often refused to intervene on the grounds that it was a "family affair", and once she took any action, she would face even more brutal revenge from Ding Qiang.
Liu Yin's body was shaking with fear and she looked extremely fragile.
At this time, an elderly and kind-hearted woman walked out of the crowd. She sighed and said earnestly, "You two girls are from outside the city, so you don't understand the rules of our Nanchong City. Here, as long as the person is not dead, the government usually doesn't care."
After hearing what the old lady said, An Ying'er felt more angry and dissatisfied.
Are the officials of Nanchong City so indifferent?
Watching people being tortured and turning a blind eye?
Is human life as light as a feather in their eyes?
What is the point of life for a man like Ding Qiang who only abuses his wife and children?
At this moment, An Ying'er wished she could end Ding Qiang's life with a stick, for Liu Yin and for all the injustice in the world.
Facing Liu Yin's tearful face, Xiao Zhixue felt a little soft in her heart.
I remember that Liu Yin had mentioned her son's suffering from a serious illness countless times. She asked distressedly: "How old is your child? What disease is bothering him?"