"Sure enough, not a single true word comes out of your damned mouth."
Right after Wang Xiaoyu finished speaking, the very next second a fierce kick landed heavily on Zhang Mazi's stomach.
That kick made Zhang Mazi howl in pain, rolling around on the spot nonstop, his antics only inducing disgust in the eyes of the bystanders.
Who didn't know what this guy had come for? That afternoon, he had encountered Zhang Mazi raping a woman twice. With such a man, how could anyone believe he would harbor good intentions?
Even a big toe could figure out his intentions here; he must have been eyeing Wang Erniu and Sun Qing.
At this thought, Zhao Xueying clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, then, without further ado, slapped Zhang Mazi's face hard.
Her face flushed with anger, she stamped her feet and, pointing at Zhang Mazi's nose, she began to curse.
"You bastard! Scumbag, the kind of man I despise the most is someone like you, utterly repulsive and shameless to the core."