Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 3327: He Was Already Back to Being Lively Again



Chapter 3327: He Was Already Back to Being Lively Again

The summer night breeze was cool, but the streetlights were dim.

Ning Shu arrived at a tea house Ma Yongjun often visited and went inside to look for him.

The place was filled with smoke, and the sound of mahjong tiles clacking together echoed throughout the room.

Was this how they planned to get rich—through gambling?

And they weren’t playing small stakes just for fun. They were playing big.

In just one night, thousands of yuan could be lost.

Ning Shu spotted Ma Yongjun. He had a cigarette in his mouth and looked a little irritated.

She thought to herself that she had gone too easy on him last time—he was already back to being lively again.

No rush. Crippling him in one go would be rather boring.

She walked over and patted Ma Yongjun on the shoulder.

He turned around and, upon seeing her, immediately said, “What are you doing here? Go away.”

Lowering his voice, he added, “Get out of here. Don’t embarrass me in public.”

“I came to find you because I have something to discuss. I want to start a small business, but I have no money. Can you give me some?” Ning Shu spoke loudly, drawing the attention of all the card players at Ma Yongjun’s table.

“Didn’t I give you money last time? All you do is ask me for money. What else can you do, you wasteful woman?”

“When did you ever give me money? There’s no money left at home. Can you stop gambling?” Ning Shu’s tone carried a pleading note.

“We have no money left. If you keep gambling, even the house will be gone.”

The commotion attracted a lot of attention. Ma Yongjun felt utterly humiliated, stood up, and pushed Ning Shu outside.

“I feed you, clothe you, house you, and even give you money. I just gave you three thousand last time. I know you took that money to keep a pretty boy!” Ma Yongjun tried to shift the blame by accusing Ning Shu of infidelity.

Ning Shu: …

There was no three thousand, only three hundred soaked in urine.

Ning Shu grabbed Ma Yongjun’s hand. “Come home with me. Please stop gambling.”

Ma Yongjun felt extremely embarrassed. “Men’s business is none of your concern. Since when does a woman get to speak in a man’s affairs?”

Making a scene in public like this.

“I’m not leaving unless you come with me.” Ning Shu stiffened her neck and said, “Staying up all night isn’t good for your health either.”

Ma Yongjun’s face turned purple with rage. He raised his hand and slapped Ning Shu hard across the face, sending her to the ground.

He grabbed a chair and smashed it toward Ning Shu.

Ning Shu curled up on the ground, holding her head, crying out in pain.

Ma Yongjun kept swinging the chair at her, shouting, “You shameless bitch, all you do is ask me for money. Where did the money go? You lazy, good-for-nothing! Even when I’m just playing some mahjong with my friends, you interfere!”

The onlookers, afraid something serious would happen, hurriedly pulled Ma Yongjun away and tried to calm him down. “Don’t hit her, you can’t go too far.”

“You guys don’t understand, ah—” Ma Yongjun clutched his chest, feeling a sharp pain. “I’m so angry my heart hurts! Marrying a woman like this must be due to eighteen generations of accumulated bad luck!”

His face grew paler, but fortunately, the pain gradually subsided.

“Sister-in-law, you should go home first. We promise we’ll send Brother Yongjun back later,” one of Ma Yongjun’s card-playing friends said to Ning Shu.

Ning Shu lifted her head from her arms, looking at the speaker with an eerie coldness. These so-called friends had spent more of Ma Yongjun’s money than his wife and children ever had.

As soon as Ma Yongjun had some money, he had to treat his “brothers” and “friends” to meals.

Translator: Kaho


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