Madam Butterfly couldn't wait for dawn. She just went back and changed her clothes, then went to the secret room to find Feng Jiuer in a happy mood.
Of course, Feng Jiuer also knew that she would not be willing to wait.
However, she was a little stunned when she saw that Madam Butterfly went back not to rest, but to change clothes and even makeup.
"Well, I said you are a middle-aged woman, and there are no mature men in the valley. What's the point of dressing up like a butterfly? Showing it to the girls?"
Feng Jiu'er is really not afraid of death. In fact, if she falls into the hands of Madam Butterfly, what's the use of being afraid of death? In the end, it's not death?
Therefore, it is better to be open-minded, say whatever you want, and be sarcastic as much as you want, and you will feel more comfortable.
"But, you are a woman of several decades. Is it easy for girls to see you dress up? Don't you have to consider the girls' feelings? Don't you know that people will want to vomit when they see you in all your beauty every day?"
"You..." Madam Butterfly can be considered a calm and dignified woman. Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuer's face turned red with anger after just a few words from Feng Jiuer.
What right does this damn bitch have to criticize her makeup? "Who unlocked your acupuncture points?"
Her sharp gaze suddenly glanced at Hu Shuang, who was standing aside.
Hu Shuang lowered his head and responded: "He is a subordinate."
With a snap, a hot slap fell on Hu Shuang's face.
Hu Shuang stood upright, even though he was slapped, his expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even show any sign of resentment or grievance.
This Miss Hu Shuang is actually a good sister, but it's a pity that she is with the wrong master.
Feng Jiuer's eyes flashed with a complicated light, but she immediately smiled and said: "That's great, you are fighting among yourself, it's fun!"
"Feng Jiu'er, when death is imminent, you still dare to talk nonsense. Are you really not afraid of death?"
Of course Madame Butterfly would not make her happy, so even if she was still angry, she would not embarrass Hu Shuang so as not to make other people laugh.
Hu Shuang glanced at Feng Jiu'er, her mood was a bit complicated. Did Feng Jiu'er say this deliberately to protect her?
But she couldn't protect herself, so why should she care about others?
Jiu'er looked at Madam Butterfly quietly and said calmly: "If I say I'm afraid of death, will you let me go?"
"What do you think?" Madam Butterfly sneered, actually expecting her to let her go. Is Feng Jiuer too naive, or is her face too kind?
"Don't get me wrong. With your resentful face, you definitely don't look kind." Jiu'er could see through her thoughts at a glance and said with a smile: "But Madam, you really have too many resentments. You see.
The wrinkles at the corners of your eyes can kill flies!"
"Feng Jiu'er, what did you say?" Madam Butterfly was so confused that she almost raised her hand to hit her to death!
This damn bitch! How dare you say she has wrinkles!
When did she get wrinkles? Although she is much older than her, she applies pollen and nectar to her face every day and does such good daily maintenance. How could she get wrinkles?
With this face now, some people believe that she is only seventeen or eighteen years old! Who dares to say that she is old?
But in front of me, there happened to be such a person who was not afraid of death: "No, you are not only wrinkled and old, but your hearing has also deteriorated? You can't even hear what I say clearly?"
Feng Jiuer opened her innocent eyes wide with a look of surprise: "Sister, how far apart are we? It's only about ten steps!"
"Feng Jiu'er, you...you deserve to die!" She actually called her eldest sister! Feng Jiu'er deserves to die! This damn bitch!
Madam Butterfly finally couldn't help it and pushed it out with a palm.
Feng Jiu'er was on guard and immediately staggered to dodge, but there was still a gap between her and Madam Butterfly's skills. Even though she had used the fastest speed to dodge, at least half of the palm force still fell on her.
Jiu'er screamed and was hit by a palm against the wall and fell down hard. He immediately vomited blood and seemed unable to even get up.
"Feng Jiu'er, do you still dare to talk nonsense!" Madam Butterfly walked over and kicked her.
Ke Ke didn't expect that Feng Jiu'er, whose hands were tightly tied, actually hugged her calf and jumped up when she stepped out angrily.
From a long distance, Feng Jiu'er had no ability to resist Madam Butterfly. Madam Butterfly's palm force was too harsh.
She just wanted to make Madam Butterfly angry and torture her. Sure enough, as soon as she got close, Feng Jiuer would have a chance!
Madam Butterfly was really careless this time. She never dreamed that Feng Jiuer could still get up after being injured by her palm with at least 70% power.
Even the rope tied around her wrists was broken without knowing when. When she was caught off guard, Feng Jiuer was like a soft snake, hugging her legs all the way up.
A silver light flashed in front of her eyes. Madam Butterfly, who had been calm for so many years and had always shown herself to be elegant and dignified, turned pale with fear this time.
He pressed down on Feng Jiu'er with a palm, just to force her back and let her get away.
But no one expected that Feng Jiu'er could be so crazy. She took this slap forcefully, and would rather receive a slap than let go.
That silver light flashed in front of Madam Butterfly's eyes, and immediately, a sharp pain spread across her face. Madam Butterfly's hands and feet became cold, and she watched helplessly as Feng Jiuer's slender body was finally knocked to the ground by the wind of her palm.
But, but her face...
"Madam!" Hu Shuang was so frightened that his heart contracted, and he quickly chased after her. However, when he saw Madam Butterfly's flabby face, he stopped abruptly and did not dare to take another step closer.
God! God! How could this happen? Madam’s face... Madam’s face was ruined by Feng Jiuer! How could this happen?
Hu Shuang couldn't believe it and couldn't bear to look at his wife's face. He could only stare at Feng Jiu'er who was lying on the ground and still vomiting blood.
This girl...this girl is so desperate. In order to ruin Madam's face, she even risked her own life!
Madam's face...the face that Madam cherishes and cares about most in her life...is really ruined...
Hu Shuang felt that it was difficult to even breathe. It was not her face that was destroyed, but it seemed that she would rather be destroyed.
Madam has loved beauty all her life, and now her face is ruined. How can she...how can she survive?
Madame Butterfly's hands were trembling, her face was burning, and blood kept sliding down her cheeks, but she didn't even dare to raise her hands to touch her face.
This scene looks indescribably weird and terrifying! It’s indescribably cold and scary!
Her trembling hand finally slowly lifted up, and slowly, slowly, it fell on her face.
Warm, bloody, and sticky, it's all the blood falling on her face...
