Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 3023: A True Warrior
Since Wang Ying grew up in this kind of environnt, she cared deeply about the fact that she had been raped.
She couldn’t get past the hurdle in her heart, and she was very bothered by the gossip and rumors around her.
There was probably no woman who wouldn’t care about being raped.
But when it happened, no one comforted her. The physical pain was one thing, but she was hurt again, this ti emotionally.
Ning Shu thought about it for a long ti and still decided to report it. The more you cared, the more others would attack you.
A true warrior would bravely confront the darkness of life.
The incident had already happened, and the only way forward was to overco the obstacle in her heart.
Of course, simply sending Li Bing to prison was far too lenient.
If he liked rape so much, he could enjoy playing that role in prison.
After filing the report, Ning Shu planned to go ho.
She was prepared to face the onslaught of gossip, verbal attacks, and ridicule from all directions.
The female police officer handed Ning Shu two packets of baked buns and said, “I’ll drive you back.”
The officer intended to drive Ning Shu ho.
Ning Shu waved her hand. “No need, I can go back by myself.”
“Alright then, be careful on your way. Once we have the test results, we’ll definitely get you justice,” the officer said.
“If you’ve been hurt, you must report it imdiately to protect yourself. Compromising won’t solve anything. You’ve done very well,” the officer said, patting Ning Shu on the shoulder.
Ning Shu tugged at the corner of her mouth in a faint smile. But the weight of societal judgnt was imnse.
Especially for won, who often chose to compromise because they didn’t want to face that judgnt.
For example, when encountering a pervert on a bus, so won would fight back, but more would choose to stay silent. After all, the ride would be over soon, and it was easier to avoid trouble.
Society only taught won to protect themselves but never told n that such actions were wrong—that they were cris.
Goddammit.
Ning Shu absolutely refused to compromise now. There was no reason for her to bear all this.
She took a bumpy minibus ho. She had pretty much spent all the money she had, which ant she’d probably be scolded again when she got back.
Before even reaching her house, she saw a crowd gathered near her doorstep from a distance.
What was going on?
As Ning Shu approached, the village won surrounding her house pointed fingers at her and muttered, “How does she still have the nerve to show her face?”
“Exactly. If it were , I’d just run headfirst into a wall and die—serves her right.”
Ning Shu stared at the woman who spoke. She was dark-skinned, yet wore a bright red dress, making her look utterly ridiculous.
“If you’re so eager to die, let help you.” Ning Shu grabbed the woman by her hair, which was fried like straw from too much perming and slamd her head against the wall.
The woman scread, and the others quickly ca over to intervene.
Ning Shu gave her hair a sharp tug, pulling out a handful of it.
The woman howled in pain, “You shaless bitch that already got raped!”
Ning Shu slapped her across the face. “Say one more word, and I’ll dislocate your jaw.”
“Coming to my door to yap away—if I see you here again, I’ll give you a beating every ti I see you.”
“So what if I’m a bitch.? Even if I die, I’ll drag you down with . With your despicable behavior, even in hell, your tongue will be torn out.” Ning Shu’s face twisted into a sinister expression as she spoke chillingly, “If I die, I swear I’ll co back as a vengeful ghost and co after all those won who can’t watch their tongues.”
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