Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 813 - 105 beating the adulterer, the trashy woman humiliates herself

Meng Tong and Liu Damei could only watch dumbfoundedly as Liu Limin gracefully departed, not realizing what had just happened until the figure at the door had disappeared.

"How could this happen?" Liu Damei muttered in a daze.

Meng Tong looked toward the door and then down at the filth he held in his hands, the garish and foul-smelling object sending off a pungent odor that was both sour and fishy. Just the thought of it was enough to make him feel sick. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Liu Damei! Is this what you called foolproof?" Meng Tong fought back the churning in his stomach, glaring at Liu Damei with eyes that almost burst into flames as he bellowed angrily.

Wronged, Liu Damei wailed pitifully. How could she have known that Liu Limin wouldn’t be knocked out by the dimethyltryptamine? That was the very same drug the young mistress had procured from Shande Hall. Had she known that Shande Hall also peddled fake drugs, she would never have used Meng Chunyan’s dimethyltryptamine; the ones she had used before had always worked perfectly!

"Master, I, I..."

After all, Liu Damei had had her fleeting moments with Meng Tong; she knew exactly how to tug at his heartstrings. As she spoke, her seductive eyes began to well up with tears, sparking pity in anyone who looked at her.

Meng Tong’s heart softened at the sight, and the lust that had been suppressed by Liu Limin’s interruption began to surge back uncontrollably.

"Fine, fine, maybe the dose wasn’t strong enough. Remember to use more next time. Liu Limin can knock down two strong men with her own hands, so next time use a dose for two!"

Seeing that he was no longer blaming her, Liu Damei quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, I’ll make sure she won’t be able to stand up next time!"

After saying that, her gaze shifted to the filthy item Meng Tong was still holding, and she swallowed hard, smiling and saying, "Oh, Master, you should really change your clothes first. Look, such nice clothes fouled by that wretched woman."

Reminded of his clothes, Meng Tong too felt disgusted and allowed Liu Damei to start unbuttoning them.

Whether intentional or accidental, as Liu Damei unbuttoned Meng Tong’s shirt, her plump hands brushed against his chest provocatively, stirring ripples in Meng Tong’s heart and quickening his breath.

"What? Even in dirty clothes, I’m still wise and brave!" Meng Tong boasted, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Yes, yes, Master, you’re wise and brave, more charming than those green youngsters even in beggar’s clothes!" Liu Damei teased Meng Tong with a sidelong glance, undoing the last button at his waist.

Just as the two were reluctant to part, the door was suddenly kicked open. Accompanied by noisy footsteps, a man’s loud roar abruptly filled the air: "Liu Damei! You whore! So it’s true — you’ve been cheating on me! I’ll skin you alive, beat you dead, you harlot! Brothers, get her!"

The intruder was none other than Liu Damei’s own man, Da Hai. Eyes bloodshot, he stormed toward the rosy bed, gripping a large wooden club, and grabbed Liu Damei—who was riding atop someone—by the hair, pulling the naked woman to the ground with a yank.

One moment she was comfortably nestled as if in the clouds, the next she was being dragged through the mire. Liu Damei screamed in terror, scrambling on hands and knees, but to no avail against the brawny Da Hai, who grabbed her ankles and yanked her back in front of him. Then, he sat on her and began to slap her face back and forth with resounding smacks!

Liu Damei’s pig-like screams echoed through the entire room, attracting all the neighboring guests who couldn’t help but get dressed to come and watch the commotion.

Da Hai’s seven or eight robust companions, all co-workers from the Meng Family Wine House, were incensed upon hearing that the usually honest Da Hai had been cuckolded by his own wife. Armed with sticks and shovels, they came en masse to catch the adulterers!

Seeing Liu Damei subdued by Da Hai, the men raised their weapons, turning their attention toward the man hidden beneath the covers on the bed.

A man wielding a pot spatula called out to his friends, "Brothers, the adulterer is here, let’s avenge Da Hai!"

"Hit him!"

As the command was issued, the men raised their weapons and started to smash and throw things at the person on the bed. Two of the men, having rushed over too hastily to grab any weapons, jumped onto the bed and kicked at the man wrapped tightly in the blankets.