An Qing was very satisfied with her design, but this was not the final result she wanted.
She took advantage of Scar Man taking Old Man Mu and a group of people from the village to the backyard where Mu's family hung grain to interrogate everyone. , touched into Mrs.
Mu’s east room.
Mrs.
Mu had scars all over her body because of the violent beating that Old Man Mu had given her.
She leaned on the kang and panted heavily, but her eyes were staring hard.
Mrs.
Mu knew what happened in the Mu family, but Mrs.
Mu was like this now.
Not even the bandits were interested in finding out anything through her, so she was abandoned here.
The house was turned into a mess by the bandits.
An Qing looked at Mrs.
Mu's appearance, and a bright smile appeared on her lips: "Tell me, the Mu family is like this now, is it retribution for your plot against the Ai family?
When you plotted against me, you must have never thought that you would suffer retribution so soon."
An Qing came close to Mrs.
Mu, looked at her with burning eyes, and said slowly.
"You, it's all you, you already know it."
Mrs.
Mu looked at An Qing with wide eyes, as if she were looking at a monster.
"Can't I know what you did?
Don't worry, I will not let anyone in your Mu family do evil to me.
This includes not only you, old man Mu, but also your son Mu Jiahong."
An Qing said bitterly, with the light of destruction shining in his eyes.
"You, you, you can't, you are Jiahong's wife."
Mrs.
Mu gasped hard and kept repeating, finally finishing the sentence.
"In this kind of world, as long as everyone who knows is dead, who will know?"
An Qing smiled mockingly, with a relaxed look on his face, as if he didn't care at all.
"The village, everyone in the village knows, everyone knows."
Mrs.
Mu truly loved Mu Jiahong.
At this time, she was scared to death and panicked, but she was still trying desperately to protect him for various reasons.
"Village, everyone in the village will die soon, but you won't die.
I will let you live, but it will be a little more painful than what you are living now."
An Qing said, touching from the space Taking out a long needle that she had collected at some point, she stabbed Mu Pozi's neck with the needle, directly destroying her vocal cords that could produce sounds.
"Ah, ah, ah" Mrs.
Mu felt a foreign body sensation in her neck.
She wanted to speak, but what came out was just ah, ah, ah, and it was very unclear.
Mrs.
Mu covered her neck and looked at An Qing holding a long needle and smiling brightly.
She felt that her whole body was getting cold.
An Qing looked at Mrs.
Mu's frightened look with a smile on her face.
It became even brighter: "Just in case, I have to attack you again."
An Qing said, and took out a thin sword, and stabbed it into Mu Pozi's chest in an extremely tricky way.
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Two wrists.
"My mouth can't speak, my hands can't write, that's right."
An Qing looked at the mother-in-law Mu who was so filled with hatred but couldn't even make a sound that she finally showed a satisfied smile.
An Qing sat quietly in the messy room, took the pen and ink she took out from the space, and wrote the letter carefully.
After finishing writing, she dried it, folded it and carefully placed it in Mrs.
Mu's most intimate underwear. , and whispered the last words into Mrs.
Mu's ear: "You wait for me, I will bring your son back to die."
After saying that, he grinned lightly and left without even looking back.
Look back.
Mrs.
Mu looked at An Qing's back and kept shouting, but she couldn't change anything and could only let the anxious and desperate tears in her eyes keep falling. tgt ttrgt: