The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Chapter 327 Selfless Husband——Lv Qinxiang 6

Now they don’t even let him into their house. They are really biased. It turns out that they really don’t treat him as their son.

But he was already dead, and he couldn't touch them and there was no way for them to avenge him, otherwise he would definitely smash their faces.

"Do you want revenge?" Feng Qi looked at him with a smile.

"Yes, I think I really want revenge now. I want to kill my parents and my brother. I died for him, but he didn't even look at me for the last time."

It was impossible not to feel resentment. Bian Xiaoliang didn't even see his brother at the last moment, so what else could he not understand?

"Okay." Feng Qi smiled and injected spiritual power into his body.

"Take your revenge well. If you dare to kill innocent people, I will definitely chop off your head."

"Okay, girl, I'll remember that." Seeing that Feng Qi was so capable, Bian Xiaoliang didn't dare to refute her at all, let alone think about hurting others.

"Just remember it and go!"

Bian Xiaoliang nodded at Feng Qi, flew to Bian Pozi, stretched out his hand and slapped her mercilessly.

"You are not worthy of being a mother, not worthy..."

"Who, who hit me? Get out here right now." Mrs. Bian was slapped on her swollen face again. She jumped up immediately in pain and the urn in her arms fell to the ground. She didn't care about it anymore.

Fortunately, there was a cloth bag outside to cover it, otherwise it would have spilled on the ground.

"Clap clap-!"

Bian Xiaoliang was so angry that he slapped Bian Pozi a few more times and cursed, "How dare you scatter my urn, you old witch? I will never let you go!"

But Mrs. Bian couldn't hear his voice at all. After being slapped a few more times, she kept looking around.

There was no one around, and the old man had gone to find a hammer to break down the door, so he was not by her side at all.

She didn't believe that she was beaten for no reason. She just felt that someone was playing a trick on her, so she stood by the door, staring straight ahead.

She thought that it was impossible for anyone to hit her again now, right?

"How dare you not pick up my urn? You are really not worthy of being a parent." Seeing her look, Bian Xiaoliang raised his hand and slapped her a few more times.

This time, Mrs. Bian really felt that an invisible figure was hitting her. She was so scared that she screamed and ran towards her home.

While running, he shouted: "There is a ghost, there is a ghost in our village, the ghost wants to eat people..."

"boom--!"

"Ouch—!"

She just kept running forward and didn't see Old Man Bian turning around. The two of them collided violently, and the hammer in Old Man Bian's hand fell on his foot, hitting him so hard that he almost died of pain.

"You are blind and can't even see the road. Why are you running? Is there a ghost chasing you?"

"Yes, there is a ghost chasing me." Mrs. Bian answered hurriedly, looking around from time to time.

"Are you sick? Where are the ghosts? Are you still asleep talking in broad daylight?"

"Look at my face, look at my face, I was beaten..." Mrs. Bian stretched her face in front of her husband and let him take a closer look.

Old man Bian was stunned after taking a glance, because this was definitely not caused by a human being being beaten. If a person was beaten, the color would be red, so why was this one blue-black?

He thought of what the old people said about ghosts hitting people, and his heart skipped a beat. He had a bad feeling and thought it must be his eldest son coming back.

"Okay, stop making such a fuss. Hurry up and open the door. Then set up the mourning hall so we can hold his funeral."

Old man Bian was also cunning. He did not tell his wife that his eldest son had returned, but just kept urging her to quickly set up the mourning hall for his eldest son.

Maybe when my eldest son sees how actively I am setting up the mourning hall for him, he won’t attack me.

"Dad is still good to me." When Bian Xiaoliang heard his father's words, the dark look on his face dissipated a little.

"Puchi——!" Feng Qi couldn't help laughing when he heard that.

"Girl, what are you laughing at? Am I wrong?" Bian Xiaoliang looked at Feng Qi with a puzzled look.

"Your father didn't do anything right. He was afraid that you would hit yourself like you hit your mother. He knew it was you who was causing the trouble, so he said this to you."

After hearing Feng Qi's words, Bian Xiaoliang's face became even uglier. It turned out that no one took him seriously!

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and slapped his father's old face a few times.

Feeling the pain on his face, Old Man Bian knew that his son had seen through his intentions.

He didn't dare to say a word, but just picked up the hammer on the ground and ran forward quickly.

"By the way, where did you put Xiaoliang's ashes?" Old man Bian ran a few steps before he remembered this. Then he ran back to look at his wife and asked anxiously.

"It's in front of their house. After I was beaten just now, I was afraid that the urn would fall to the ground." Mrs. Bian answered tremblingly, covering her face.

"You, you, you are really incapable of doing anything good, but you are always causing trouble." Old man Bian pointed at him and cursed him. After that, he picked up the hammer and ran towards Bian Xiaoliang's house quickly.

No, he had to pick up his eldest son's ashes quickly, otherwise what if he hurt himself again?

They had beautiful thoughts, but Bian Xiaoliang was already furious. As soon as Old Man Bian ran out, he pulled Old Man Bian's legs from behind. He ran forward so fast that his pants suddenly tore apart, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He knew without even looking that his teeth were knocked out. When he got up, he saw a few yellow teeth and a pool of blood on the ground.

He didn't even bother to wipe the blood off his face. He clasped his hands together and muttered anxiously, "I know it's you. Your parents didn't do things for you properly. I'll do it right away. Don't worry."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Bian was walking and just happened to come in front of him. She heard his voice and asked hurriedly.

"What did I say? I'm talking about Xiaoliang. You threw away his ashes, so Xiaoliang must be unhappy about it. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"I'm his mother, can he really beat me?" Mrs. Bian was very stubborn. She thought that as a father, how could she be beaten by her son?

"Okay, shut up. He knows exactly what you did. Don't piss him off anymore."

Hearing her husband's scolding, Mrs. Bian reluctantly shut her mouth, helped her husband up, and walked forward with difficulty.

"We need to hurry up and set up the mourning hall for him. Maybe this will help him get rid of the resentment in his heart."

"Okay, I see."

Mrs. Bian wanted to say something in rebuttal, but when she saw the seriousness on her husband's face, she swallowed her dissatisfied words.