Reborn Into the Hot Wife

"Second, beat him to death!" The stout young man also rushed up behind him. The two brothers knocked Lu Xinmin to the ground. Their hammer like fists hit Lu Xinmin in the face one after another and made him cry like a pig.

"Big brother, second brother, why don't you beat people like this? Why don't you wait for your father to come back and stop killing people. "

The third man in the male duck's voice was trying to persuade him to fight. But he had already come to the door, locked the door three or two times, picked up a porcelain vase and smashed it on Lu Xinmin's head.

Lu Xinmin's face was covered with blood. He didn't even have a chance to fight back, and he couldn't even move. Finally, he had to beg for mercy, "I'm your uncle. How can a nephew beat my uncle?" Don't hit me. I'll die if you hit me again! "

Lu Zhaodi coldly looks at Lu Xinmin's embarrassed appearance of rolling and begging for mercy on the ground. She has no sympathy in her heart. She thinks of his cold appearance when she is on the verge of death, and the thick sputum he spits on her face, which makes her feel sick and angry.

There was a quick knock on the door, and then a girl cried and cried.

"If he's wrong, he's also your uncle. In your dead mother's face, can you spare him? Your father is back, your father is back, open the door, you open the door, Zhiyu, you go in and have a look, they want to kill Xinmin! "

As soon as the girl's voice fell, she heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming from outside. Then there was a loud noise. Lu Zhaodi looked around and saw that the locked door had been kicked open. A tall and straight middle-aged man in military uniform came running quickly.

"Xiaoyao, Baozhu, you I'm back. You are How scared dad is This burly and strong man's voice did not fall, even red eyes, he held Lu Zhaodi's hand tightly, voice choked.

Lu Zhaodi's heart is a little flustered, she wants to say, "this elder brother, you recognize the wrong person, my name is Lu Zhaodi, not your treasure!"

But when she saw the iron man's red eyes, her heart ached, and she couldn't say these words.

"Zhiyu, look at these children. They What they have done to Xinmin, you have to decide for Xinmin! " There are women screaming.

He pointed to Lu Xinmin, who was lying on the ground and was dying. He gritted his teeth. "Dad, as Xiao Yao said just now, it was Lu Xinmin who did this to her!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man's face slightly changed. He stroked Lu Zhaodi's cheek, slowly got up and walked up to Lu Xinmin. His feet in combat boots heavily stepped on Lu Xinmin's chest. There was a faint sound of bone fracture. Lu Xinmin was wailing, and his voice was especially sad.

"If you dare to move my Yao'er, you are against me ni Zhiyu! No matter who you are, you have to pay for it with blood

Hearing these three words, Lu Zhaodi suddenly froze. Ni Zhiyu, Ni Zhiyu

"Zhiyu, Xinmin is the children's uncle. How can he harm his niece? Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding! " The middle-aged woman cried and knelt down to protect Lu Xinmin, who was lying on the ground speechless.

"Lu Chanjuan, it's none of your business. I don't want to hurt you by mistake. Go away!" Ni Zhiyu's tone is sinister, with a frightening fury.

"Why can't I be in charge? Xinmin is not only my younger brother, but also my elder sister's younger brother. Why did my elder sister let me marry you before she died? Not for this family? Even if you look at my sister's face, you can't treat Xinmin like this! "

Lu Chanjuan cries, every word is Ni Zhiyu's dead wife, also every word into his heart.