Dazhen said angrily, "Yu widow, don't pretend to be pitiful. There are too many widows in the village. Who is like you? After all, it's not your own style. Why don't the men in the village look for other widows? you?"

The widow wowed and cried.

"I also asked those men about this question. They said they came to me because I look good. Those widows are so ugly that no one cares. If you want to blame me, blame my parents and give birth to me. It was only because of the beauty of the skin that I could not keep the festival for the dead husband."

Dazhen stared at the widow’s face and suddenly said fiercely, "Beauty Skin? Believe it or not, I will scratch your face right away to see who else dares to look for you in the future."

At this time, Widow Yu panicked and opened her throat and shouted, "Sister, no, you scratched my face, how will I see people in the future?"

"You can see people as long as your face is spent. You will get used to the ugly face, just as you are used to the beauty before."

Dazhen finished speaking coldly, threw away the whip, grabbed a screwdriver from the cardboard box, and scratched the widow’s blood and tears with the tip of the screwdriver.

Widow Yu has always been accustomed to flattery by men, how can she bear this fright? He immediately let go of his throat and burst into tears.

"Sister, it's illegal for you to scratch my face. Think about it before doing it."

"Well, this is a loophole in modern law. If you steal someone or steal as much, it is not an offence. But I, if you scratch your face, it is an offence. But, widow, don’t forget, this is Linhe Village, Linhe The village has always been a three-no-go zone, it's useless to find the police.

"Sister, don't frighten me. There are police officers in our village. It seems that Officer Ye hasn't left yet?"

Dazhen laughed.

"Inspector Ye? Officer Ye is now confounded by the murder of a fool. He hasn't found out the deadly case. Will he take care of the housework in our village?"

"Sister, so far, I have been beaten. I stole the black bull. It's mine. You should be almost mad. Don't go wrong. You beat me, I don't have to say. Go out, but if you scratch my face, I can only call the police. It is convenient to call the police if Officer Ye is here anyway."

"Yo, Widow Yu, are you threatening me?"

"Don't dare, where would I dare to threaten my sister? Just remind my sister to pay attention to the scale."

"It's a pity that I have always been a person who doesn't talk about scales. I have already thought about it. I will shut you in the cellar and slowly torture you. You know all these tortures. It's nothing more than a whip, and of course it also includes scratching you Face, I said, to torture slowly. Since you have been locked here by me, don't even think about going out."

After hearing this, Widow Yu stopped her sobbing abruptly, opened her eyes wide, and looked at Dazhen in horror, "Sister, what do you mean by this? You are not planning to kill me?"

"Widow Yu, you have done so many things that I am sorry for, do you think I will let you go?"

At this time, Widow Yu was really scared, because she tasted a strong killing intent from Dazhen's eyes and words.

"No! Where's Black Bull Brother? Where is he?"

"He is not here, and even if he is there, he will never help you. Our husband and wife have long been grasshoppers on the same boat, and neither of us can do without anyone, and he dare not betray me at all. And you, he is Just playing with you."

"Sister, until now, I don't care if he treats me sincerely or playing, I just want to see him."

"Widow Yu, don't be so naive. You think that when you see him, he will feel soft when he sees your tears. Then he will help you and save you out? Saying that when I hit you, he wouldn't just stand Are you there? He kept watching, and didn't intend to care about you at all."

"That's because you are here. If you are not here, Brother Black Niu will definitely save me."

"Now, do you still want to say this to stimulate me?"

Dazhen knocked over the vinegar jar instantly, and a strong vinegar smell immediately overflowed the entire cellar.

Feeling the thrill of revenge, the widow instantly opened her throat and shouted, "Dazhen, I can tell you the truth. Hei Niu said that he was tired of being with you a long time ago. He wants to divorce and want to be with me. He didn't allow me to contact other men in the village. He said the person he loved was me."

Unexpectedly, these words were only a sneer.

"Widow Yu, you are so cute. Black Bull was in bed when he said these things, right?"

Yu widow was silent.

Dazhen knew that she was right, and continued to laugh, "Widow Yu, you are already 30, you should know that what a man said on the bed is unreliable, just like farting."

Widow Yu was silent for a long while, feeling desperate and crying.

"Okay, don't cry. Look at your beautiful eyes, full of autumn water, with upside-down pupils, so beautiful eyes. No wonder the men in the village are so hooked by you."

After Dazhen finished speaking, she suddenly raised the screwdriver and pointed the tip at the widow's clear and bright eyes.

Widow Yu was shocked when she saw her eyes look strange.

"Sister, what are you doing? Don't mess around."

"Don't be nervous, I'm just thinking, these eyes are so attractive, what would your face look like if one burst out?"

"Sister, don't mess around. If you really do this, then it's against the law."

Dazhen laughed, "Breaking the law? I should have told you just now, since you are locked here, you don’t want to go out, so even if I do something against the law to you, you have no chance to say it. Up."

"Aren't you really going to kill me?"

"It's actually easier to kill you than to kill a chicken. However, before I kill you, I have to torture you well. After you have suffered all kinds of hardships, you will die miserably."

"Sister, you can't treat me like that."

"I originally wanted to get along with you in peace, but, who knows that you are too aggressive and you are not satisfied with seduce the men in the village. Now, you dare to touch my man? All of this is You asked for it."

Dazhen suddenly sneered and retracted the lifted screwdriver. Widow Yu immediately felt better and could not help but let out a long sigh.

However, Widow Yu did not relax for a few minutes, and immediately felt a cold thing sliding along her thigh. The sharp point of the thing rustled the delicate skin of her legs. She knew that the cold and hard thing was nothing but the screwdriver.

Widow Yu lowered her head vigorously, trying to see the direction of the screwdriver, and even more to avoid the torture of the screwdriver. But her hands were tied to the ceiling of the cellar. She couldn't see the screwdriver at all. Everything was blocked by her towering breasts. She felt very useless and cried again.