novelA Chick To Be Slaughtered
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Vivian's reaction proved that what Chester said was true.
All of a sudden, Jessica shook off Angela's hand and rushed towards Vivian."It's really you! You bitch! It's really you!"
Jessica grabbed Vivian's hair and pulled it hard. It hurt so much that Vivian opened her mouth and shouted, "It hurts! Let go of me!"
"Hurt? Do you still know it hurts?" Jessica pulled Vivian's hair with more strength. Vivian protected her hair with her hands and bent back with a painful face. This did not vent Jessica's anger. She stepped on the back of Vivian's foot.
The heel of Jessica's shoes was like an awl and the sound of bones breaking could be heard as soon as she stepped down.
"Ah!" Vivian screamed and was so painful that her face turned pale and tears kept rolling down.
Enjoying the pleasure of revenge, Jessica said viciously, "Does it hurt? My husband taught me this. You used me to hurt my father. You are such a vicious woman. I must punish you heavily today."
She lifted her foot gently and stepped down hard again.
At the same t
The sudden pain made Vivian loosen her hand. The bottle fell to the ground and broke into smaller pieces.
Astonishment and unwillingness were written all over Vivian's face. Before she could dodge, she was kicked far away by Yvonne, who had jumped up in the air.
Vivian fell down where she had pushed Jessica. There were still fragments of the wine bottle on the ground and each of them stabbed into her body like a sharp blade.
"Ah!" Vivian curled up in pain.
Dora blinked her eyes and asked, "Where did Yvonne come from? So awesome."
"I've been here all the time." Yvonne turned around and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"
With a lingering fear, Jessica patted her chest and said, "I'm fine. Fortunately, you're here."
She pointed at Vivian, who was curling up on the ground, and ordered, "Take her back. I'll get even with her."
Yvonne walked over to carry Vivian, which was as easy as lifting a chicken.
Sam only said, "Don't kill her. It's hard to explain."
With this, Vivian was like a chick waiting to be slaughtered.
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