TRANSMIGRATED TO THE 80S TO BECOME STEPMOTHERS FOR FIVE HIGHER-UPS

Chapter 391: Leaving It to Die

"Please, Little Boss, please ..."

Sister Ping could not help the pain and shouted. The drunkard was impatient and wanted to hit him again, but the moment he raised his hand, he was stopped by Mu Jingzhe.

Now that his ox-like strength had returned, Mu Jingzhe could easily hold the drunk in place to prevent him from moving.

Mu Jingzhe was shocked when he saw Sister Ping's head bleed. "Can't you see that he's bleeding?"

“He will not die. Release me!" Unable to break free, the drunk actually raised his other hand, wanting to hit him again. Sister Ping's body trembled as she shouted.

Mu Jingzhe frowned as he looked at the drunkard's unwillingness to let go and instantly let go of his hand.

The drunk was slow to react for a few seconds before touching his sprained hand and shouting. "Well…"

Even though he was shouting very loudly, Mu Jingzhe knew what he was doing, so he ignored him and turned around to help Sister Ping. “You bleed a lot. Let's go to the hospital to see..”.

Sister Ping interrupted Mu Jingzhe. "What's wrong with him?"

As he looked at the drunk, who was shouting, Sister Ping's expression changed. He suddenly pushed Mu Jingzhe away. "How dare you hit my husband? How could you be so evil!"

Mu Jingzhe was stunned. "What?" Clearly, Sister Ping was the one who shouted for help, yet she blamed him now?

Sister Ping glared at Mu Jingzhe and quickly ran over to help the drunken stand up. “Daddy of my son, are you okay?”

"It hurts so much, you stinking bastard!" The drunk kicked Sister Ping, grimacing in pain. Even though Sister Ping was kicked by him, she only looked at his hand anxiously. “Why does your arm look like this? Don't tell me it's broken?”

Sister Ping had just touched her when the drunk was shouting again. Sister Ping looked at her hands in fear.

He then turned around and looked at Mu Jingzhe, his face filled with anger. “How can you hit people casually and break their hands? Listen to me, if anything happens to the father of my son, I will fight you!”

Mu Jingzhe sneered, finally convinced that he had helped an ungrateful person. "You can try." He waved his fist.

Sister Ping shrieked at her methods and simply glared at her with hatred.

Feeling that all this was very meaningless, Mu Jingzhe pulled the angry Shao Dong and the others back. "Let's go. There is no point wasting breath on them.”

People like that are rubbish. There was nothing to say to them, as it would only make one angry to death. No one can understand their logic.

This Sister Ping definitely can't stay here. He had to make Li Zhaodi fire him as soon as possible.

“Do not run. You are not allowed to run. You want to run away after hitting someone? Even if you're the boss, you can't do that. You must be responsible for whatever happens to my son's father.” When Sister Ping saw that Mu Jingzhe was leaving, she did not care about her fear. His expression changed, and he stopped him. "You have to go to the hospital with me and pay!"

As Sister Ping spoke, perhaps out of fear Mu Jingzhe would escape, she ordered her daughter, “Stop them quickly. Don't let them go!”

Her daughter actually ran forward and stretched out her hand to block the path. Sister Ping looked around. “Everyone saw it. He hurt the father of my son!”

He sought confirmation from those around him, wanting them to help or testify, leaving Mu Jingzhe with no choice but to take responsibility. However, the people who watched the show were basically there the entire time and had seen everything clearly. Some of them had even been beaten up by the man. No one stepped forward. Instead, they looked at Mu Jingzhe with sympathy in their eyes.

Someone even directly called Sister Ping out of shamelessness. Sister Ping did not seem to expect such a reaction and as a result was furious.

"After all, you should be responsible for this!" said firmly.

It was also the fastest case of 'replacing kindness with ingratitude' he had ever witnessed.

“I saved you because you asked for help. If it wasn't for me, you might have been crushed to death by that beer bottle by now! ” Mu Jingzhe sneering. “You and your husband must have planned this. You intentionally blackmailed me, right?”

When he heard Mu Jingzhe say that he might have died by now if not for him, a hint of fear flashed across Sister Ping's face. However, when he heard the last part, he lost it.

“Who is blackmailing you? I know you broke my son's father's hand. My son's father needs to find money. The livelihood of our family depends on it. I want you to save me, not hit him. Who knew you were so cruel?” Sister Ping looked at her husband with heartache.

"I'm evil?" Mu Jingzhe laughed in anger. Recalling that the audience had helped him just now, he said, “So the reason you screamed for help is to get someone to take a hit for you? To make your husband happy so that your suffering is reduced?”

Mu Jingzhe was silent. “Bags paired with cheap women. You two are truly a pair made in heaven. However, in the future, you two can play this kind of game alone. One of you can act willing to hit, and the other can act willing to take a hit. Since you two are so in love, in the future, do not shout for help or cheat others!”

“Hand of my husband..”.

Mu Jingzhe did not bother to waste his breath on them and went to fix the dislocated hands of the drunk. “Alright, your husband is fine. He really will have no trouble beating you to death in the future.”

Sister Ping did not detect sarcasm in her voice at all and was only worried about one thing. "Thul? Try it, father of my son.”

The drunk, conscious of the pain, moved his hand when he heard that. "Yes, it's okay now."

"That's cool. You scared me half to death. ”

Before Sister Ping finished speaking, her face was slapped. "It's all your fault, b*tch!"

Drunks oppress the weak and fear the strong. After seeing Mu Jingzhe's strength, he didn't dare to provoke her, so he just focused on venting his anger on Sister Ping and continued to hit her, his expression changing rapidly.

Sister Ping shouted and shouted for help again, but this time, no one noticed her. Mu Jingzhe left with the children without looking back.

After taking a few steps, he recalled something and turned around. Sister Ping's eyes sparkled, as she thought that Mu Jingzhe would help her. Mu Jingzhe told him, “You don't have to work tomorrow. Our family will not hire you again.”

He could not afford to have such an employee.

Sister Ping's expression changed drastically, and she quickly broke away from the drunkard's hand. "What's? I didn't make any mistakes. How can you fire me?”

He dared to say that he had done nothing wrong? The corner of Mu Jingzhe's mouth twitched. “Then what have you done right? Our family does not want someone who returns kindness with hostility.”

“No, you have no rights. You are not the boss.” Sister Ping panicked. He had never met such a good boss.

It was quite an easy job, and he didn't need to be beaten. She can support herself and her daughter every day and eat very well. He was even paid. Where else could he find such a good job?

“That's my mom. Do you think he won't listen to me?” Mu Jingzhe turned around and left, ignoring Sister Ping's agonizing questions and cries.

Sister Ping did not expect Mu Jingzhe to actually leave just like that. Furthermore, everyone around him had fled, and no one had scorned him. His body was getting sicker as blows rained down on him. When she heard her daughter's cry, fear surfaced in her heart. “Do not go. Little Boss, save me. You can't leave me in trouble ... How can you be so cruel ... "

Leaving him in trouble? Cruel?! How could he say such a thing? There was no doubt that he had suffered from brain thrombosis for ten years.

Mu Jingzhe quickened his pace, and the faces of the children looked numb. Shao Dong even felt pity. “Bu, why don't we help Grandma recruit someone? The people he recruited were all freaks.”

Mu Jingzhe thought to himself,? Exactly right. He can't even hire normal people. ?He did not know whether Li Zhaodi had always drawn such works because she herself was a masterpiece. It seemed like such people always liked to approach him. If this continued, he would be able to start the collection immediately.