Raising a wife? The mistress of the Hou family divorced and remarried her younger uncle

Chapter 238 Drama Queen
The second round of competition began, and a young man walked onto the stage, waving a long whip in his hand, his eyes revealing a firmness and determination. This competition was crucial, and if the bandit won this round, he would win the final victory of the best of three rounds.

Zhang Huaining raised his head slightly and looked at Su Qingwan on the high platform, with a hint of inquiry and determination in his eyes.

Su Qingwan had a faint smile on her lips. The smile seemed gentle, but it also revealed an elusive deep meaning. Zhang Huaining took a deep breath. At this moment, she felt a little dizzy. Due to excessive blood loss, her body became extremely cold. She
I know in my heart that I must not lose this round, but I can't win easily and happily. I can only win in a tragic way.

The crowd suddenly burst into shouts: "Xiao Liuzi, she is seriously injured and has lost too much blood. She is exhausted. You will definitely win this round! The chance for revenge is right in front of us. It depends on you!"

Someone from the bandits' side also shouted anxiously, "Second in command, come down quickly and let us take over! You are already so injured, you can't fight anymore!"

Zhang Huaining slowly raised her hand. Although her voice was a little weak, she was very firm: "No need, continue!" Since she said she would not change people, she would never change. In her mind, only if she or her brother personally endured the suffering on this stage, it would be possible to calm the anger of the people in Huainan. But now that her brother was gone, she had to bear this burden.

With the sound of a drum, the second round officially began.

This young man's skills were slightly inferior to the previous strong man, and Zhang Huaining already had a rough idea in his heart. The long whip in the young man's hand was wielded vigorously. Although this kind of whip would not make blood gush out like a sword, it could bring piercing pain and make her show the miserable state of being beaten in front of everyone.

In just one stick of incense, Zhang Huaining was whipped six times by the long whip. Each whip landed heavily on her body, leaving her covered in scars. Her originally gorgeous red dress was whipped to pieces, revealing her blood-stained flesh. The bloodstains were shocking, and the blood kept flowing down, leaving a large and shocking trail on the ring.

"It hurts so much!" Zhang Huaining thought to herself, but she gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and refused to stop. She even deliberately rolled around on the ring, and every time she rolled, blood splattered, as if her life was slipping away bit by bit.

At first, the people were shouting "Kill her" excitedly, and their voices echoed throughout the venue.

However, as time went by, their voices gradually became quieter. People always have the nature to pity the weak, even if Zhang Huaining in front of them is a bandit. She is beautiful and charming, but at this moment, she is being stabbed and whipped on the ring for the bandits, bleeding and looking extremely miserable. Several not very sensible children looked at her miserable condition, crying with red eyes, and crying in their tender voices: "My beautiful sister is so pitiful, can you please stop beating her!"

On the bandit side, several young children couldn't help crying. They cried and shouted: "Sister Zhang, don't die, come back soon! We won't fight anymore, we will go back to live in the mountains, the people in the city are all bad people!"

When the people on the other side heard this, they were speechless for a moment, thinking: It was you bandits who entered the city to burn, kill and loot, so why are you saying we are the bad guys?

But when they turned around and saw the young man still mercilessly beating the bloody Zhang Huaining on the ring, she looked so weak that she seemed like she would die at any time, with her back full of shocking scars, they couldn't help but feel moved.

Seeing this, the bandits shouted loudly: "We don't want to fight anymore, we don't want to fight anymore! We want to go back to the mountains!" Zhang Huaining felt that her eyes were black and her body was shaky, but she always held the spear tightly in her hand, barely supporting her body. She roared: "Quiet, don't make noise! ​​I volunteered to go to the ring today, life and death are determined by fate!" Although her voice was weak, it contained a shocking power, "We bandits have indeed committed unforgivable crimes against the people of Huainan. Even if I die in this ring today, no one is allowed to take revenge! Blood debt must be paid with blood, I accept it! I just want to atone for my sins, and I hope you can live a peaceful and happy life!"

After hearing her words, the bandits cried even louder, and were deeply moved by her words.

The people looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing this, and they secretly wondered: Why do we feel like the bad guys? The young man on the stage was also a little hesitant, and he wondered in his heart: Should we continue the fight? Su Qingwan, sitting on the high platform, had already anticipated such an outcome.

The people began to discuss quietly, and someone said, "Let's just forget it. If we continue to fight, she will die."

Someone immediately retorted: "She deserved to die! She was a bandit after all, and bandits deserve to die!"

Others said, "But she looks so young. The bandits who came into the city to do bad things were all men. What does it have to do with a weak woman like her?"

"She is the bandit's sister, she deserves to die!"

"She was just a weak woman. She didn't kill anyone herself. Forget it." "As long as they can abide by the law and behave themselves in the future, I can forgive them. Killing them won't solve the problem."

Zhang Huaining listened to the people talking one after another, and felt dizzy and the scene in front of him became blurred.

But she had only one thought in her mind: she must not die, she must fight to the death and knock the boy off the stage! She endured the severe pain and was about to raise her spear to fight back, but the boy suddenly threw away the whip in his hand and shouted: "Forget it, no more, my whip will not kill women, you win!"

After saying that, he walked off the stage angrily. In front of everyone, if he insisted on killing Zhang Huaining, even if he won, it would be an unfair victory.

Zhang Huaining felt a chill all over her body. The moment the young man stepped down from the ring, she could no longer hold the spear in her hand. It fell on the ring with a "clang" and she fell down with it.

Su Qingwan stood up and said in a loud and majestic voice: "Best of three games, the bandits won. Everyone, do you have anything else to say?"

Everyone was silent for a while. Su Qingwan was very satisfied with the result of tonight's "play". She continued: "Okay, I will admit defeat. Everyone should remember tonight, all of this is your own choice. In the future, when bandits enter the city, they will all be the people of Huainan City, and the government will treat them equally. If anyone willfully stirs up trouble again, the government will deal with it impartially. I'm going to say this in advance, there is no regret after making a move, everyone must keep their word! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"