Chapter 42: I Won't Let You Die (2)

  "Damn it, it's you again! You're addicted to stealing wine, aren't you? Beat him for me, beat him hard, see if this little beast will remember the lesson. How dare he come and steal my wine with such a brazen attitude!"

  A loud shout and the sound of fists and feet kicking echoed over, interrupting Feng Qijiao's training.

  Steal wine?

  Was it that drunkard who did it? She reckoned it was probably him, no money at home to buy wine, when the craving strikes, of course he'd go steal some! Shaking her head in dismay, she had never seen anyone so fond of drinking as if their life depended on it, neither in this life nor the last.

  However! Hehe! This drunkard is really hateful, let that group of people beat her to death! So she won't have to do it herself and find it troublesome, Feng Qi had some vicious thoughts.

  He was so cruel to her that he deserved to die a thousand times over. From afar, she watched as the group of people punched and kicked him, but she didn't step forward. Instead, she stood there with her hands clasped together, looking like she was enjoying the show, feeling quite pleased with herself.

  Finally, the group of people were exhausted! One of the boss-like men waved his hand and kicked the drunkard a few more times before scolding: "Let you off today, next time if you dare to steal my wine again, I'll break your legs and chop off your hands, see if you can still steal? Bah! Today was really unlucky, it's my bad luck. Let's go..."

  With a shout, a group of people vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving no one behind. They truly came and went like the wind!

  Is that it? The person isn't even dead yet! Is that it? Feng Qi has some regrets! It seems, I'll still have to trouble her to take action herself!

  She walked slowly forward, circling around the person who was curled up like a shrimp, and saw that his tattered red clothes had long since lost their original color. His messy hair almost covered his entire face, making it impossible to discern his features. Moreover, he reeked of alcohol, and was truly filthy. If she hadn't been injured in the heavy rain yesterday and her mind had been muddled, she probably wouldn't have dared to approach someone like him. He was practically a living embodiment of a beggar!

  Phoenix Seven couldn't help but admire herself at this moment. She had slept with someone like him for a whole night and hadn't thrown up yet, it was simply a miracle. Her disgust towards him increased even more, so she didn't hold back and kicked him: "Hey! Are you dead? Those people have already left!"

  So no need to pretend to be dead anymore!

  Has he left?

  That man let out a sigh, and only then did he slowly move, poking his head out to see if anyone was really there. Only after confirming that no one was around did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. He pulled out the large wine jug from his bosom, hugged it tightly, and took a big gulp of wine. Only then did he let out a comfortable sigh, with an expression that seemed to say "I'm alive again".

  Feng Qiuxia was speechless at the sight. She had never seen anyone who valued wine more than their own life, hugging a wine jar as if it were her own child.

  However, people like him are already half dead. Being alive is also a scourge to society, it's better to die early and ascend early.

  After drinking a few more mouthfuls of wine, he finally noticed someone beside him. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Qiye, who had a mixture of schadenfreude and disdain on her face. He said lazily, "Why haven't you left yet?"

  Luckily, he still recognized her.

  Feng Qi crouched down, looking at him with a calm gaze: "Am I right? You feel like you're suffering so much that it's better to die than live in this world?"

  His eyes had no anger in them, a dull grayness, one look and you could tell he was the kind of person who was dead inside, just going through the motions, living without hope.

  So he got drunk day and night, not wanting to wake up and face reality.

  But what exactly is it? He was hurt so deeply, and when she thought back to the curse he had spoken to her, she suddenly realized that it might have something to do with women. She discovered that he hated women extremely, which is why he used such harsh words to scold her.

  Upon hearing this, the person didn't even bat an eyelid, too lazy to bother with her, and hugged the wine jar for a fierce gulp, finally spitting out one word: "Scram..."

  This woman is really annoying, he should have thrown her into the pond to feed the fish this morning.

  What attitude?

  Phoenix Seven's eyebrows and eyes turned cold, no one had ever dared to speak to her in such a tone, let alone use those infuriating words! At this moment, her eyes narrowed, old grievances and new resentments surged up together, and evil intentions arose. She gazed at him menacingly: "What did you just say?"

  "Get out..." He was quite straightforward.

  "Is that so?" Feng Qiexia sneered, and with a "brush" sound, she drew out the rusty dagger she had just dug up from the corner of his house wall. She held it in her hand and said to him with a sinister tone: "Before I leave, let me do one good deed - send you to the Western Heaven! Anyway, you're only harming innocent people by being alive."

  Didn't a group of "victims" come to her just now? She is doing a good deed for the people, eliminating harm.

  As soon as she finished speaking, the dagger in her hand flashed and stabbed straight at his heart with all her might.

  This bastard, previously almost made her knock out her front teeth, and then almost choked her to death, not to mention throwing her out almost killing her. Now he still dares to scold her, if Feng Qiuxia doesn't vent this anger, she won't have a comfortable life from now on!

  At this moment, the dagger she swung out did not have a bit of mercy.

  It's strange, however, that when he saw the dagger thrusting towards his chest, the drunkard didn't know whether to be frightened or not, and simply stared blankly at her, without dodging or avoiding, as she stabbed the rusty dagger into his heart.

  This guy is indeed a long-term drinker who has become stupid! His brain is not good for use, but this does not affect her desire to kill him at all.

  But just as Feng Qi's triumphant smile had yet to fade, something utterly devastating happened to her!

  Just as the dagger in her hand was about to pierce the drunkard's heart, a blood-red light suddenly rebounded back, and the force of the rebound was so great that Feng Qiuxia involuntarily became an airborne person again. With a soft whooshing sound, she tore through the air, and with a loud thud, she heavily fell to the ground. The earth shook, her chest felt stifled again, and a wave of blood surged up, causing her hand holding the dagger to shake violently, her wrist aching as if it were about to break...