Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 204 She’s Just a Little Devil!_1

Chapter 204: Chapter 204 She’s Just a Little Devil!_1

It was just a few blinks of an eye, and Xia Zhi had been turned into a mud-covered figure.

Xia Zhi struggled to try to get back up.

Rage further clouded his mind.

He didn’t even stop to think why Song Yunuan could kick him from the right side of the road all the way to the drainage ditch on the left with just one kick.

Although the road wasn’t very wide, it was still spacious enough for two large trucks to drive side by side.

He hadn’t even touched Song Yunuan when he was sent flying by her kick.

The speed and strength were nowhere near what a seventeen-year-old girl should have.

Xia Zhi reached out to grab the willow branch in Song Yunuan’s hand, goddamn it, it hurt too much.

He also shouted, "Song Yunuan, you damned girl, you deserve to die, you... pfft... pfft..."

Song Yunuan snapped the willow branch across his mouth, "Other people use their mouths to talk, but you people from the Shangguan family either eat shit or mud. You sure know how to grow them."

Xia Zhi couldn’t care less about cursing. The mud he had sucked into his mouth made him spit and retch involuntarily.

Moreover, he felt pain all over his body and realized he couldn’t stand up—it was then that he understood he had been kicked away by Song Yunuan.

The first to react was Sun Jingjing, who let out a cry of surprise, and then ran over, following which everyone else seemed to wake from a dream and began hurrying towards the west side of the road.

The drainage ditch was below the road, about a meter away from the ground.

There lay Xia Zhi, turned into a mud figure, being whipped nonstop by Song Yunuan who was standing on top of him.

Sun Jingjing was the first to arrive, and before she could open her mouth to speak, Song Yunuan, wielding a willow branch covered with mud, indiscriminately lashed out at Sun Jingjing.

Those who came together weren’t any good either.

Sun Jingjing was wearing a white dress today, and Song Yunuan lashed out without mercy, drenching her head, face, and hair with mud.

Feeling a stinging pain, she looked down and let out a terrible scream, "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!"

Song Yunuan broke off another willow branch, covered with mud, and started chasing after the four people, whipping them.

All the while, she felt aggrieved.

"You went too far, five against one, ah, bullying the few with the many, I’m only seventeen, and together you’re all over a hundred years old. Can shamelessness be contagious? I still have so many things to do. I have to find Principal Cui, go to the lumber mill, see Deputy County Mayor Zhao, visit Grandpa Er, and yes, I have to mail submissions to the editor-in-chief who has called me several times! And you bunch of good-for-nothing bastards delayed me. And my new clothes, all spotted with mud. You’re so mean, how could you bully a helpless village girl like me..."

Qin Wang hunched over, holding his head. He was the most clear-headed among them and didn’t run anymore because he simply couldn’t outrun her.

The girl was like a ghost.

No, she was a little demon!

In theory, it should have been easy for four adults to catch a seventeen-year-old girl.

Especially since he and Tang Shougui were two grown men.

But the reality was far from it.

They couldn’t even touch her before they were thrashed by the mud-covered willow branch.

Mud plastered their faces and bodies, and his face was probably swollen too.

Then there was Tang Shougui, who tried to catch Song Yunuan while cursing, only to be knocked down by her kick, and then stepped on and whipped repeatedly, specifically targeting his mouth.

And if the four of them couldn’t beat her, could they run?

Not in one direction, but in four separate directions.

Maybe the little demon couldn’t catch up then?

But she did catch up and continued whipping.

And all the while, still playing the reluctant and aggrieved victim.

Qin Wang felt like he was going to cough up blood.

It was just a single road, and no one could escape it—that was truly frightening.

Sun Jingjing and Xia Liying couldn’t run any longer and collapsed on the ground, gasping for air and looking utterly disheveled.

They could only hope for a kind passerby to rescue them.

Just moments ago, they had been desperate for there to be not a soul in sight.

Tang Shougui had been beaten the worst, he had shut his mouth, no longer daring to speak recklessly.

Imitating Qin Wang, he cradled his head and squatted down.

Back in his late teens, he’d also been in countless fights, both one-on-one and group brawls.

They had even participated in beatdowns.

Several people, even a whole crowd, against one.

But never had they, five grown men, been sent running in all directions by a young girl wielding a willow switch.

Group fights aren’t supposed to go like this.

Song Yunuan’s strength was too great, wasn’t it?

And her speed too fast, wasn’t it?

Just now, he had run to the side of the jeep, ready to open the door and drive off to escape, no, no, no, to go and find a police officer to save him.

The car door had been within reach, just a moment ago, that little demon was still chasing after the screaming Xia Liying, but then, his collar was grabbed, and when he turned his head, there stood Song Yunuan, who should have been ten meters away.

The young girl was good-looking.

But he felt an icy chill all over.

Just one centimeter away, he felt like crying.

If he continued to reach out, he would have been strangled. Tang Shougui gave up and crouched down, holding his head.

Song Yunuan pointed at the others and said sternly, "Come here."

Qin Wang led the way over, squatting down alongside Tang Shougui, no longer having the time to wonder if Xia Zhi was dead or alive.

Qin Wang remembered a phrase: in the face of absolute power, all schemes and plots are as weak as a paper tiger.

Xia Liying was a mix of shame and anger. She too had worn a dress today, and for the sake of appearance, had put on a pair of white high-heeled leather shoes.

After all, she wasn’t likely to walk much.

Her pale yellow dress was beyond recognition now.

It seemed she had even gotten mud in her mouth, and with a "wah," she burst into tears, but Song Yunuan threatened her: "Don’t cry. If you cry again, I’ll toss you into the mire, and there are lots of big bugs in it..."

Xia Liying immediately stopped crying.

Qin Wang looked up at Song Yunuan and noticed she had opened the car door, a bad premonition flickering in his mind.

Song Yunuan held several letters and a camera, her gaze heavy as she stared at them.

It was strange as well, for this long stretch of time, not a single person had passed by on this road.

After reading the letters, Song Yunuan sneered and said, "With this kind of writing and handwriting, it’s like that of a primary school student. Trying to impersonate me? Look, look, this is my handwriting."

But first, Song Yunuan pulled out a lifelike water gun from her bag, aiming it at Tang Shougui’s forehead. Tang Shougui was so frightened that he could barely breathe.

In that moment, his mind went blank and he dared not move a muscle.

No wonder she dared to stay. Aside from her unfathomable martial skills, she also had a gun!

Qin Wang’s voice trembled: "Song... Song Yunuan, don’t..."

Song Yunuan giggled: "That’s right, I’m not of legal age yet. If I kill the five of you, it seems I won’t get the death penalty..."

Then she said to Tang Shougui, "You have the dirtiest mouth and must be the worst of all, so you go first!"

Next, she pulled the fake trigger.

Qin Wang’s mouth hung open, as if his heart had stopped beating.

If time could be reversed, he would have made sure Xia Zhi did not stop the car, and even if they did stop, they would have turned around and driven towards the town, then packed up and left Nanshan County Town.