The voice roared out like a bell, instantly making everyone turn their heads.

Mara stood at the end of the crowd, and everyone naturally parted ways after seeing her.

She was originally the head of this family, but everyone moved out of the way, but their expressions looked like they were watching the show.

With his eyes and nose and mind, Mara naturally knew that most of these people were watching the fun with ill intentions.

Walking all the way through this slum village, she knew that except for the old, weak, sick and disabled, the people living there were not good people.

And when Sister Feng saw Mo Luo coming back, she didn't show any signs of guilt. Instead, she puffed up her chest and looked more confident.

Mara knew that the reason why she was so confident was because she had experienced this kind of thing before.

It's just that the original person only attributed the problem to his husbands, thinking that they were improper, but he was polite to outsiders.

"Wanmo Luo, you are finally back. You must take good care of your husbands, especially this new one!"

Sister Feng glanced triumphantly at the man named Dan'er, and saw that his miserable face was full of pear blossoms, and his weak appearance made him even more lovable when he cried.

This couldn't help but make Sister Feng even angrier, thinking in her mind what kind of bullshit luck this Wan Mo Luo had. No one else could find a husband, but she, a fool, could marry seven beautiful husbands in one fell swoop.
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The tone couldn't help but become even more unkind:

"Everyone doesn't know how to behave, and they are still seducing others. You have to keep an eye on them. If one day Hongxing comes out and cuckolds you, it will be too late!"

Mara picked his ears impatiently and looked around, and found that his house was really not much different from the houses of other villagers.

The same thatched roof and walls made of cement and hay. Except for a small pile of dry firewood in the yard, the fields are barren and overgrown with weeds. Even the fences surrounding the yard are sparse.
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"Hey, did you listen to me?!"

When Sister Feng saw Wan Mo Luo, her thoughts did not seem to be on her. Instead, she was looking left and right, and she couldn't help but feel angry. At this time, Wan Mo Luo had already begun to give in to her and viciously punched and kicked her husbands.

Kicked.

At this time, Qiao Runzhi was also extremely worried. He looked at Wan Mo Luo carefully, really worried that Wan Mo Luo would go berserk and beat up Dan'er behind him.

"This...should be my home, right?"

What no one expected was that Wan Mo Luo suddenly asked such a question.

Everyone was stunned and didn't react. Wan Moluo looked at Sister Feng, raised his chin towards her, and motioned for her to answer.

Seeing Wan Mo Luo's attitude, Sister Feng didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Wan Mo Luo's gourd, so she subconsciously said:

"Otherwise, would it still be my home?"

Hearing what Sister Feng said, Mo Luo showed what he thought was a gentle smile, then grabbed Sister Feng's lapel, slapped her left and right one by one, and slapped her face, while saying:
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"You also know this is my home! How dare you come to my place to cause trouble!"

Wan Moluo was as tall and tall as Sister Feng, and was even a little stronger than Sister Feng. His big, thick hands grabbed her like iron pliers, and with the bow left and right, Sister Feng's face was soon beaten into a pig's head.
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Before anyone could react and step forward to stop her, Mo Luo kicked Sister Feng away.

All this happened in just one sentence, and when everyone was so shocked that their jaws were about to drop, Sister Feng was kicked into the crowd.

When Mo Luo looked at Sister Feng's embarrassed appearance, the anger in his heart felt relieved.

Originally, she suffered a lot of grievances when she came to this other world, and endured the looks of others looking at her like a fool.

Even in the killer organization, she, Mara, is one of the best. When has she ever received such treatment?

This hostility reached its peak when they arrived at Wanmoluo's home, and Sister Feng could be said to have hit the muzzle of the gun.

"You..."

Sister Feng stood up after a while after being kicked away. At this time, the onlookers saw that the matter was getting serious and started to take action. Some of them were timid and fearful and left quietly, and some who did not leave did not

Dare to help others.

After all, Sister Feng's bad temper is obvious to everyone in this village. Anyone who tries to help her now is asking for trouble.

Sister Feng was obviously stunned by Wan Mo Luo's fat beating. It took her a while to react. Suddenly her anger surged and she rushed over to Mo Luo with a roar:

"Wanmoluo!!! How dare you hit me! You son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Mo Luo snorted coldly, and kicked Sister Feng who was rushing towards her like a pig's head again, knocking her to the ground. He picked up the simple door on the fence next to him and smashed it towards Sister Feng.

The broken fence door was pulled down by Mo Luo. Mo Luo didn't leave any chance at all, and the wooden fence door hit Sister Feng's upper body heavily.

Following Sister Feng's shrill scream, the fence door shattered, which shows how powerful Mo Luo is.

"Wan Mo Luo!!!"

"Wife...wife master..."

Qiao Runzhi was also stunned, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop Wan Mo Luo. He knew that she would lose her temper, but he didn't expect that Wan Mo Luo would be in such a bad mood today, but today he beat the scumbag.

Half dead.

Mo Luo actually heard Qiao Runzhi calling her from behind. His voice was nice and gentle. Just fight and fight and never be interrupted in the middle. This is Mo Luo's fighting creed.

So before Sister Feng's dirty words came out, Mo Luo stretched out his foot and stepped on Sister Feng's knees hard. She knew how to maim people very well.

So she twisted her ankle hard, and Sister Feng's scream like a pig was heard throughout the village.

The sound of broken bones made everyone shiver. At this time, Sister Feng was in so much pain that she could no longer scream. She could only lie on the ground and groan.

"What are you looking at——"

At this time, Mo Luo finally ended the battle, said something leisurely, and then raised his eyes to look at those who were still here to watch the fun.

Those people looked at Mo Luo with murderous eyes and started to disperse, but Mo Luo still saw the right time and shouted to the two slowest runners:

"You two stop!"

The two melon-eating passers-by were scared to death, but they thought of Sister Feng's tragic situation and dared not disobey. They turned around tremblingly and heard Mo Luo say:

"Thank you for carrying this thing away."

He said it was hard work, but his tone was completely taken for granted.

The two people looked at each other in confusion, looking at Sister Feng who had fainted from the pain, and finally carried Sister Feng away with one head and one foot.

After solving Sister Feng's problem, Mo Luo felt refreshed and moved his aching muscles before walking back.

When she turned around, she realized that Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er were looking at her carefully.

Mara couldn't help but feel a little speechless. She could still use violence to counter violence against those who were extremely vicious and unkind to her, but for these men...

Her mood was complicated. This was the husband of the original owner, but he was not her husband. Moreover, Mora, who grew up in a killer organization, had never had any feelings for men.

They have always been in competition.

And the men in this world are a little... strange.

They are no longer powerful in their own world, but have become extremely weak, even weaker than women....

What should I do?

Mara hesitated for a moment, then walked toward the house without saying anything.

Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er saw Mo Luo walking in without saying anything. They looked at each other and followed closely behind.

Pushing open the dilapidated door of the thatched house, I saw two men sitting at the round table opposite the door.

The slightly older man was wearing earth-blue cloth, holding a writing brush in his hand and writing something attentively.

Startled by the sudden sound of the door opening, he raised his head and saw his appearance.

Different from Qiao Runzhi's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, this man's face is round, with a slight bookishness in his eyebrows, and his lips are obvious. He is sitting upright at this time.

The man next to him is younger, but he looks very similar to him. He is a brother at first glance. His round face is no more angular than his brother's, and his small pointed chin shows that he is just a baby with fat and fair skin.

Her tender, round eyes were looking at Mo Luo in surprise.

Mo Luo didn't expect to see two people when he opened the door. He was stunned for a moment and thought about it before he remembered who these two people were.

The older man is called Ji Liang, and the younger man is called Ji Chen. The two are cousins. In Wanmoluo's memories, these two cousins ​​came here because they escaped.

There was a flood in Linxian two years ago, causing many people to flee to Pingshui Town. It was at this time that Wanmoluo met Ji Liang and Ji Chen.

Qiao Runzhi kindly took them in, but Wan Moluo had evil thoughts and kept them as husbands.

Kira is Erlang, and Jichen is Sanlang.

When Kira saw Wanmoluo coming back, the brush in his hand trembled and fell on the table. The two of them stood up in a panic, not knowing what to do.

"Jichen, is there still water?"

At this time, a voice sounded, and a handsome man walked out from the room on the left. He was walking out carrying an empty bowl. His hands were very beautiful and had clear joints. Mara immediately noticed his hands.

At the same time, Mara also noticed that the moment this person came out and saw him, the smile froze on his face.

This man's name is Wei Xicai, and he has a bad temper. Mo Luo remembers from his memories that he has martial arts, but his martial arts seems to have been abandoned, and now he is just a useless person without the power to restrain a chicken.
To be continued...