Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 2922: Unfolding Exactly the Same as Before

The sports field was crowded with people. Ou Haoxuan, Mu Yeyao, and Min Haochu watched Ning Shu with amused expressions on their faces.

Ou Haoxuan was domineering and cold, Mu Yeyao was violent and cruel, and Min Haochu was devilishly flirtatious.

Yi Xiaodong was being held up. Wounds covered his face and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. When he saw Ning Shu, he helplessly called out, “Big Sis!”

Yi Xiaodong had clean-looking features, but his eyebrows betrayed confusion and timidness. When he wasn’t speaking, he seemed normal. But the moment he opened his mouth, his mental disability was exposed.

Yi Xiaodong wore very old clothing and his clothes were currently covered in footprints. He’d obviously been kicked by someone.

“You’re late.” Mu Yeyao tilted his head and raised his wrist to check his watch. “Almost a minute late.”

Mu Yeyao’s aura was fierce and his neck cracked when he tilted his head.

Mu Yeyao’s father was a general. He was the one who shot and killed her back then.

“As a punishment for your tardiness…” Mu Yeyao lifted his foot and kicked Yi Xiaodong in the stomach. Yi Xiaodong cried out in pain. His body curled in on itself and he began vomiting up everything he’d eaten.

Nearby spectators covered their noses and backed away. The student who had been restraining Yi Xiaodong threw him to the ground and he wailed in pain as he fell. Yi Xiaodong stared up at Ning Shu pitifully, still whimpering and calling for his ‘Big Sis’.

Ning Shu took a deep breath. Why was this world still asking for a counterattack? Was it just an emulation, or was it real?

Yi Xiaodong was once again subjected to such humiliation and pain.

“Mu Yeyao, are you being disgusting on purpose?” Ou Haoxuan pinched his nose. His tone carried clear dissatisfaction and his expression was one of complete revulsion.

Mu Yeyao shrugged and insincerely apologized. “Sorry about that. I’ll be careful next time.”

Ou Haoxuan fixed his gaze on Ning Shu and gestured to his feet. “Come here and clean my shoes for me. Otherwise, it’ll be your brother who suffers.”

“Still unwilling?” Ou Haoxuan’s expression was indifferent. “Give this fool a proper beating, then feed him a bucket of shit.”

A school staff member came over when Ou Haoxuan finished speaking, carrying a bucket of manure. People around him immediately got out of the way.

It stank too much.

“Feed it to him.” Ou Haoxuan waved his hand. “As a punishment for your hesitation, when your brother’s done eating, you’ll do the same. Since you’re brother and sister, you should share life’s joys and sorrows, right? I won’t discriminate.”

“Eww…”

“That’s so nasty…”

A few of the surrounding students let out startled noises. While their expressions were disgusted, they acted like they were watching a good show. Most of the crowd stayed quiet so that they wouldn’t be the ones in trouble next.

The staff member moved the manure bucket in front of Yi Xiaodong.

The storyline was unfolding exactly the same as before. Now they wanted her to lick their shoes and eat shit.

The bucket was set in front of Yi Xiaodong. Although his mind wasn’t sharp, he still knew this was filthy stuff.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He cried, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Ou Haoxuan, hands in his pockets, looked at Ning Shu with a sinister smile. “Your little brother is being force-fed excrement, and you, as his sister, are planning to just stand there and do nothing?”

“Since you’re siblings, you should share everything. Bring another bucket,” Ou Haoxuan said, pinching his nose.

“Feed him,” Ou Haoxuan ordered coldly.

Ning Shu immediately said, “Wait.”

It wasn’t just the stench and bacteria from the excrement that made this unbearable; it was the sheer humiliation.

Yi Xiaodong wasn’t too bright—he was born that way—but that didn’t mean he deserved to endure such degradation.

That was why Ning Shu had previously chosen to take a mutually destructive path.

She would rather die than be humiliated.

Ou Haoxuan sneered, lifting his foot. “Did you finally come to your senses and decide to lick my shoes? Then get to it.”

Ning Shu: The f*ck…

Translator: Kaho