Travel Through Time and Be Reborn to Protect His Wife and Children

In my previous life, I didn't even dare to kill a chicken, but when I opened my eyes again, I transformed into a domestic violence gambling dog in the 1990s. The house was in a mess, the wife was holding an empty baby, her forehead was bruised and bloody. "Please, don't sell Ni'er to pay off your gambling debts. I'll sell my blood to you in exchange for money!" I looked at myself in the mirror with a fleshy face, and felt sick in my stomach. The door was kicked open, and the creditor Huang Mao came in with a knife: "Where's the money? If you don't have money, take your wife away too!" Memories flooded in. The original owner had just sold his biological daughter for 300 yuan to a bachelor from a neighboring village half an hour ago. I didn't say anything and silently picked up the rusty kitchen knife from the stove. Huang Mao was still shouting: "You coward, how dare you use the knife on me?" The next second, the knife fell from his hand, and half of his fingers flew two meters away. I stepped on his face, my eyes colder than killing fish: "I will burn the money for you, now lead the way to pick up my daughter."