[Quick Wear] Daily Cleansing of Trash

Chapter 417 Stepmother's Self-cultivation 13

Wu Jiangli observed the surrounding environment.

This is a low hill far away from the teaching building. Not far away is a place similar to a warehouse, and there is a lake fifty meters away.

A great place to kill and rob.

Wu Jiangli picked up a handy branch from the ground, waved it to test the feel, then walked up to Xiahou Jian and the other two, raised his hand and hit them hard.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Ouch!"

"what!"

"What are you doing, crazy woman?"

Wu Jiangli used skillful force and targeted the acupuncture points, causing the three men to be in so much pain that they had no power to fight back and could only roll on the ground and wail.

Wu Jiangli let out a little sigh of relief, threw down the branch, took out a long needle, walked to Xiahou Jian's two younger brothers, and gave each of them an injection.

The two little brothers' eyes widened instantly, and they fell to the ground, twitching continuously, with filth all over their bodies.

Xiahou Jian was frightened and struggled to escape, but he couldn't get up for a long time.

Wu Jiangli grabbed his hair, dragged him to the lake, and pressed his head into the water.

"Gulu gulu gulu..."

Wu Jiangli calculated the time, lifted him up, and before he could catch his breath, pressed him down again.

This happened five or six times, and Xiahou Jian's strength to struggle weakened, and he was finally thrown to the ground by Wu Jiangli like a puddle of mud.

Wu Jiangli pulled out the long needle from his younger brother's neck. The two of them shuddered together, their eyes became clearer, and they looked at Wu Jiangli in fear.

Wu Jiangli said, "You two, go and strip Xiahou Jian of his clothes."

"This……"

The two looked at each other with hesitation.

Wu Jiangli sneered: "It seems that the needles were not pricked enough."

"No, no, no... I'll go right away..."

The two younger brothers didn't bother to clean the dirt on their bodies. They crawled to Xiahou Jian and frantically took off his shirt.

Wu Jiangli walked over slowly, took out a cigarette from his bag, held it in his mouth, and glanced at Shen Xingnan who was huddled beside him.

Shen Xingnan shuddered and quickly grabbed the bag that Xiahou Jian had thrown on the ground, took out his lighter, and tremblingly lit the cigarette for her.

Wu Jiangli took a puff, walked to Xiahou Jian, held the cigarette in his hand, and pressed the cigarette butt on Xiahou Jian's back.

"嗞～"

"what!"

Xiahou Jian felt pain and wanted to struggle, but he was exhausted and pinned to the ground by his own brothers, unable to move, and could only cry out in pain.

Wu Jiangli would naturally not show mercy to such a little bastard.

She recalled the number of burn scars on Shen Xingnan's back, and with a few "snap, snap, snap" strokes she burned a few more on the same spots on Xiahou Jian's back.

After one cigarette burned out, Wu Jiangli stood up and took out another one.

She refused Shen Xingnan's offer to light her cigarette and handed it to him instead: "Go, take revenge if you have any grievances, and take revenge if you have any vengeances."

Shen Xingnan was stunned. He took the cigarette with trembling hands and lit it with a lighter.

However, after hesitating for a long time, he couldn't take a single step forward.

"No...I don't dare..."

The cigarette fell to the ground, and Shen Xingnan hugged his head and broke down crying.

Wu Jiangli grabbed his collar with one hand and forced him to look at her: "Shen Xingnan, do you like stealing things?"

Shen Xingnan's lips trembled: "No... I don't like it..."

Wu Jiangli continued to ask: "Do you like wearing women's clothes?"

Shen Xingnan was stunned: "No..."

Wu Jiangli asked the last question: "Are you a peeping Tom?"

"No..." Shen Xingnan shook his head slowly, "I'm not a peeping Tom... I don't like this..."

He obviously didn't like these things, but why did he do them in the end?

Shen Xingnan turned his gaze to Xiahou Jian.

The head that usually held high was now lowered.

The arrogant and vicious eyes also became dull and lifeless.

The enemy that once frightened him and made him feel he could never defeat him was now kneeling on the ground like a dead dog.

Shen Xingnan bent down, picked up the half-burned cigarette from the ground, and walked to Xiahou Jian with steps that had become lighter without him noticing.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and pressed the cigarette hard on Xiahou Jian's back.

"what!"

Xiahou Jian was shaking with pain, but he couldn't break free from his younger brother's grip.

Shen Xingnan let go of his hands and cried loudly, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances in his heart.

Wu Jiangli didn't disturb him. When his crying subsided, Wu Jiangli asked, "Are you going to continue?"

Shen Xingnan wiped away her tears, stood up from the ground, walked to Wu Jiangli, and whispered, "That's enough, let it be."

He already knew that Xiahou Jian was not as invincible as he had originally thought, and that was enough.

Wu Jiangli nodded, walked to Xiahou Jian and the other two, knocked them out quickly and efficiently, injected a needle into each of them, and put a stone on their forehead, leaving a hole in their body.

Afterwards, she took away all the three people's mobile phones, tablets, memory cards and other items.

Judging from Xiahou Jian's style, the target of bullying is definitely not just Shen Xingnan, and the bad things he has done are not limited to these.

The Xiahou family is powerful and influential, and Wu Jiangli will not fight a battle without confidence.

She set up the scene and took Shen Xingnan out of the school, avoiding the surveillance cameras.

Shen Xingbei was already getting impatient waiting in the car. Seeing Wu Jiangli and Shen Xingnan, he immediately pouted: "What are you doing? Why are you so slow~"

She had been ordered by Wu Jiangli to buy milk tea and fried chicken, otherwise the little girl would definitely have asked to wait for Shen Xingnan with her.

Handing the food to Wu Jiangli, Shen Xingbei made a face: "If you keep eating this junk food, you'll become fat!"

Wu Jiangli rubbed her hair vigorously until it became a mess, then he let go with satisfaction: "What do you care!"

"Hmph!" Shen Xingbei was angry but dared not say anything. He took out a small mirror to fix his hair.

Wu Jiangli rolled down the car window, letting the evening breeze caress her face, and slowly took a sip of milk tea.

Shen Xingnan glanced at Wu Jiangli and lowered his head again.

After returning home, Shen Xingbei ran to the bathroom, leaving only Wu Jiangli and Shen Xingnan in the living room.

She stopped her adopted son who was about to go upstairs and said calmly, "Shen Xingnan, you should be thankful that you haven't done anything irreparably stupid, otherwise I would really beat you to death."

Shen Xingnan was stunned when he heard this, his lips trembled, and his face was full of shame.

Wu Jiangli stopped looking at him, took the elevator upstairs, and went to clean up for his adopted son.

Every day, no one can be worry-free!

As expected, Wu Jiangli guessed right. She found a lot of dirty things in Xiahou Jian’s mobile phone, and the more she read, the more shocked she became.

After spending an entire night to finally get things done, Wu Jiangli stared at the time display in the lower right corner of the computer screen, feeling angry.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

It was two o'clock in the morning in Country F. Shen Wangqiu had just fallen asleep for less than an hour when his cell phone rang.

He rubbed his aching forehead and picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you just know hey!"

Wu Jiangli cursed, "How can you be a father? Your son and daughter are being abused to death and you don't care! Hey nmlgb! Get back here right now!"