Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s-Chapter 792 After All, She Was the First to Hurt Us

Wei Zixiong looked at Luo Qiao with a hostile gaze, his heart burning with fury. It was one thing for his second uncle to hit him, but now this little girl dared to threaten him.

Luo Qiao looked at him with a mocking smile, "What, not convinced?"

Wei Zixiong’s face darkened, "Regardless, I am still your elder. You’d best speak with some respect."

Luo Qiao regarded him as if he were something filthy, "You think you’re worthy of being my elder? You sure have some nerve."

Wei Zixiong was livid and reached out to grab Luo Qiao, but as soon as he extended his hand, she flipped him over her shoulder, leaving him in so much pain he nearly passed out.

However, Luo Qiao didn’t give him much chance to catch his breath. She picked him up with one hand and, after a severe beating, Wei Zixiong collapsed onto the ground.

Luo Qiao said coldly, "The only reason I haven’t taken care of you all this time is that you weren’t worth my effort. I warn you, from today on, you Wei Family better serve that woman as if she were your ancestor.

If she has the slightest discomfort, I will hold you accountable. Today’s just a warning, to let you know even if we don’t like her, she’s not someone you can bully."

Now truly frightened, Wei Zixiong had not expected Ning Xueling, his own daughter, to be a martial artist. Despite being at a loss, he still retorted with bravado, "Aren’t you afraid we’ll report you to the police the moment you leave?"

Luo Qiao laughed, "And what good would that do? Do you have any evidence?"

At first, Wei Zixiong thought this girl was foolish, but then something dawned on him. He rolled up his sleeves and lifted his shirt, only to find nothing; there were no bruises or marks from the beating anywhere on him.

Still incredulous, he checked again but found not a single trace of injury, yet how could the pain be explained? At that moment, he was genuinely scared.

The scared Wei Family quickly agreed to Ning Hongda’s demands, sending Wei Hongyan, the youngest daughter, to take care of Ning Xueling at the hospital, with Wei Honglin in charge of delivering three meals a day.

Wei Hongbing, the eldest son of the Wei Family, was also frightened. He thought to himself how lucky he was to have not been home yesterday and decided it was best to keep his distance from Ning Xueling in the future.

As for Wei Zixiong, he was wickedly warned by Luo Qiao that he would have to stay by Ning Xueling’s side for life, or else he’d have no good days ahead.

Luo Qiao now was determined to make the Wei Family submit. If they resisted, she would beat them, having plenty of means to make them suffer silently. Ning Xueling from now on wouldn’t dare have anyone in the Wei Family lift a finger against her, though it seemed her days still wouldn’t be easy.

Upon leaving the Wei Family, Luo Xuyan looked at his two uncles, "If she runs into trouble again, you don’t need to inform us. She chose this path and even if she has to crawl, she’ll have to go on by herself.

When she divorced my dad, there was an agreement signed. Please spare us, uncles. I don’t want us to become estranged because of her in the future. Please understand, after all, she was the one who hurt us first."

Ning Hongda patted the shoulder of his eldest nephew, "Thanks to your intervention today, her life will probably improve. Thank you for today, and we won’t disturb you with her matters again."

Seeing that it was still not too late, Luo Qiao went with Lu Yichen back to the public security family compound. She had only come once since the house was renovated, as she had been too busy.

Looking at the space outside the courtyard wall, piled with miscellaneous items, about less than half a fen in size, she turned to Lu Yichen and pointed ahead, "Brother Chen, can we clean up that space and plant some vegetables?"

It was beyond her how the previous occupants tolerated it; the area was filled with construction debris from the past, and over time, it had become overgrown with weeds.

Lu Yichen glanced at it, "Alright, I’ll find someone to clean it up in the next few days."

Luo Qiao wanted to clean up the trash beside the house not only because it was unpleasant, but also because having a small vegetable garden could provide cover. The small patch of land was next to the courtyard and wasn’t large enough to arouse anyone’s envy.

The roots of the courtyard walls were lined with flowers and plants transplanted from the original garden. Come spring, it would be an impressive and stunning display of blooming beauty.

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