"With a hideous mug like yours, the only reason Da Qiao, that useless little dwarf, took you in was because she couldn't find herself a husband. She had no choice but to collect trash like you."
Qi Jinghe was so furious that his face flushed red.
He clenched the Small Sickle in his hand and snarled through gritted teeth, "Get lost! If you don't, I'll chop you to death!"
Li Dabao wanted to step forward, but she was afraid of the Small Sickle in his hand and could only stomp around angrily.
"You worthless slut, a cheap whore who got ruined by someone before you even found a husband, and you still dare to act tough with me? I'll make sure you..."
"Ah!"
With a loud crash, accompanied by a shrill scream, the nearly six-foot-tall, dark and burly Li Dabao was sent flying.
She finally landed face-first on the grass beside the field ridge with a heavy thud, one arm twisted and bent at an unnatural angle.
Her mouth had struck the ridge, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. A few white specks, which looked suspiciously like teeth, could be seen among it.
Hearing the commotion, the villagers who had run over from the nearby vegetable plots took one look.
Good heavens.
Was that a wild boar?
It had to weigh at least three hundred pounds, right?
Had it just been the thing that sent Li Dabao flying?
Who could possibly have that much strength?
Su Qiao came sprinting over, tossed the skewered rabbits in her hand onto the ground, and charged at Li Dabao, kicking her far away again.
"How dare you set your sights on my man? You must be tired of living, to provoke me like this!!!"
"Ptooey!"
Clutching her broken arm, her mouth covered in