Chapter 83

Nanxi stops Yang Panpan who is ready to take action and makes any move rashly. Huang Yi may be more seriously injured.

Jin Bing suddenly increased his strength and pulled back. Huang Yi was half dumped.

He sternly asked, "Xiaoyi, will you tell them that it's domestic violence?"

"No, no!"

Huang Yi's hoarse voice desperately denied that she didn't want to get rid of the pain, but didn't want her goddess to continue to dirty her hands.

Jin Bing is satisfied to let go and pretends to be considerate to help Huang Yi stand firm: "that's right. The husband and wife are noisy. It's best for outsiders to participate less. I don't know that it's difficult for honest officials to cut off household chores since ancient times. The more they manage, the worse they get. Wife, you advise your friends not to make a mountain out of a molehill."

"Yes, you're right. Go back to the house and I'll see them off."

Huang Yi begged Nanxi and whispered to them, "Xixi, go back and I'll deal with it myself."

Jin Bing raised the arc of victory at the corner of his mouth, and his fingers lifted Huang Yi's cheek, especially in the position with a red seal.

Then he patted the place where he had kissed, provoked Nanxi and Yang Panpan and said, "go back and do what you should do."

At the moment he turned around, he kicked the weakest part of his stomach accurately.

Jin Bing immediately felt a pain in his stomach and stirred wildly. He held the door frame and barely stopped. He put up his index finger and poked it at the initiator.

"You're bored with things without eggs. Do you want to taste the lawsuit? I'll sue you for deliberately hurting people!"

Yang Panpan added with a straight face and scolded, "Dad warned you to be a person. It's not inappropriate."

This foot is so strong that it directly kicks Jin Bing into the room. Jin Bing stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground.

Nanxi pulled silly Huang Yi into the house and locked the door. Yang Panpan stepped forward two steps, didn't give Jin bing a chance to get up, and stepped on the original footprints on his stomach with his feet in Martin boots.

"I like to be an animal. Stay on the ground and don't get up."

Jin Bing screamed in pain. He scratched his hands and feet to find a borrowing point. Later, he found that he couldn't stand up.

He began to beat his legs above his body in an attempt to save the man's last dignity.

But every time he got up, Yang Panpan increased his strength.

When all the efforts of his limbs came to naught, all he had left was his mouth: "you have violated Article 230 of the criminal law. If you deliberately hurt another person's body, if the circumstances are serious, you can be sentenced to more than three years."

Before finishing his sonorous and powerful words, he turned into a wail: "Grandma's leg hurts me! Get your feet off! I don't think your father's ability to avoid the financial case is enough. I have to make up and send him in."

"Why don't I give you something to go in completely first."

The foot moved down a little, and Jin Bing's face suddenly changed in horror.

Yang Panpan leaned over and imitated the arrogance of his servants, slapping him in the face.

"You shouldn't have a surveillance camera in your house. How can lawyer Jin keep a certificate for his crime? The law is the most concerned about evidence, and you really think of yourself. So no matter what I do today, I just need to destroy the incoming records and leave traces on you. You can't do anything with me."

The transition from fear to helplessness takes only one second, and nothing is more enjoyable than witnessing the wicked reap their own fruits.

Jin Bing is no longer domineering and silently bears all the humiliation of Yang Panpan.

Seeing that Nanxi wanted to give him a thumbs up, he was worthy of being the person who endured humiliation and completed the second transformation of fate.

After half an hour of unresponsive unilateral output, Yang Panpan was deeply tired and boring, mainly psychologically.

It felt almost hot enough. Nanxi loosened her grip on Huang Yi.

Huang Yi immediately rushed up to check Jin Bing's situation, confirmed that she was breathing, breathed a sigh of relief, and begged for mercy: "let's forget Panpan. He's willing to repent."

Yang Panpan moved his lower knuckles with both hands, turned on the recording function of his mobile phone and put it aside.

Picked up Jin Bing's neck and asked, "do you know it's wrong? Will you beat your wife in the future?"

Jin Bing hung his head like ignorance, and his eyes were dilated. If his eyes were not open, there was no way to judge whether he was asleep or awake.

Yang Panpan slapped him a few more times before beating him back.

The man didn't answer the question immediately. He looked at Huang Yi with a sad look: "wife, it's so painful."

After listening to the endless words, the three people present were blinded. Then Nanxi's eyes became dark, and a strange premonition sprang up in her heart, which could not be said to be good or bad.

Yang Panpan noticed that Huang Yi's expression was wrong and preempted: "son, don't play with your mind. It's painful to be beaten. You must put your words here today and don't want to evade responsibility. Otherwise, it's useless for anyone to plead, including your wife."

"I know. I'm not going to shirk my responsibility."

The man controlled by others began to slap himself in the face with his hands.

While playing, he cried bitterly and said, "I've experienced the pain. I finally know how bastard I used to be! I'm sorry for Xiaoyi, I'm sorry for Lele! I'm bastard!"

It took less than two minutes for the self mutilation with full strength, and the blood splashed all over the mouth.

Huang Yi couldn't help but hug Yang Panpan and move her feet up.

Sheng La couldn't lift it, so he had to beg for mercy: "pan pan, I beg you. Forget it. I'm not angry or bothered."

Nanxi and Yang Panpan all see that Huang Yi begged for their forgiveness for the first time for fear that they would make things big and get into trouble. And the second time, he was a scum man with absolute sincerity.

Seeing that Yang Panpan was unmoved, Huang Yi rubbed her tears on her knees to Nanxi's feet and cried, "Xixi, maybe I'm too delicate. As ah Jin said, we're just angry about fighting each other, not domestic violence. Really stop making trouble, okay? Please."

Jin Bing stretched out his hand to reach Huang Yi, but he couldn't reach it. "Wife, don't beg them. I deserve it."

The couple suddenly became a Chinese, making Nanxi and Yang Panpan seem to be really nosy.

Several times of begging for mercy had no effect. Huang Yitan sat on the ground and began to splash: "Yang Panpan, why are you stepping on my husband?"

"Do you think I want to step on your husband?" Yang Panpan shook his head angrily. "You think clearly. If you don't make things completely this time, you'll be beaten next time." her mother's experience told her that there are only zero and countless times of domestic violence. Although after his mother left, his stepmother punished Lao Yang, Lao Yang was grieving and repenting. But this man is dead. It's too late.

Huang Yi, like eating a weight, made her heart iron, stuck her neck and shouted, "yes, I think it's clear. Being killed is my business! It has nothing to do with you!"

Looking at the scene of blue life and death love, Nanxi had no choice but to close her eyes, sighed and threw a hint to Yang Panpan.

Yang Panpan reluctantly raised his feet and put the mobile phone without any evidence back in his pocket.

The couple cried in their arms, and the outsider left absurdly.

Out of the quiet community, Nanxi pressed the bright mobile phone to see the eye time, and immediately at 5 a.m.