The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

"A carp..."

Jiang Muqiu's smile faltered instantly.

He thought about it for a long time, and said all the possibilities that came to his mind, why is his sister still angry?
It's all because of his stinky mouth, why did you say such hurtful things without thinking clearly first?

What's wrong with my sister's kung fu?
Those people took the money and wanted to destroy the arms and legs of their brothers and sisters. If his sister was not so good, how could he lie here whole?
He was not only ungrateful for saving him, but also suspicious of his sister?
Really...

Time to fight!

Jiang Muqiu wanted to do it, raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face.

There were five finger prints on the bloodless face in an instant.

"hiss……"

What a pain!

The wound that was kicked on the abdomen hurts even more.

Jiang Muqiu burst into tears in pain, and looked up at Jiang Li pitifully, "Ah Li, brother really knows his mistake, can you forgive brother?"

Jiang Li stared at him.

Seeing his pitiful appearance begging for forgiveness with his mouth flattened, he was both angry and funny.

"Jiang Muqiu, you are really promising. You can use this kind of bad tricks."

Jiang Li was disgusted and ignored, but his face was much more relaxed than before.

Jiang Muqiu tentatively stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of her windbreaker and shook it, "As long as Ah Li doesn't get angry, brother is willing to do anything."

Jiang Li stared at his little girl acting like a baby, and the hairs on his arms stood up.

"Jiang Muqiu, you are enough!"

She pulled back her clothes, feeling that what she said just now was enough.

What did Jiang Muqiu want to say, the door of the ward was knocked open by the doctor.

"Young Master Jiang, the results of the examination have come out. There is slight damage to the spleen and cracks in the ribs. It's not a big problem. It will be fine if you rest for a while. Should Young Master Jiang be recuperating in the hospital or go home..."

Come back home?

The siblings looked at each other.

How could they have forgotten that there is Jiang Yutang at home, waiting to hear the news that they have become useless.

Jiang Muqiu made a decisive decision and called the old man of the Qiu family, explaining that he is as strong as a cow, and there is nothing wrong with him, so he will go home now and tell them not to make a trip in vain.

Over there, Mr. Qiu didn't know what he said, Jiang Muqiu nodded with a smile, "I'll take Ah Li back to see you when I have time..."

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows.

The two were discharged from the hospital and went home.

And want them to become useless people, but turned out to be a group of scarred men.

Still in place, did not go to the hospital.

Because, someone did what they did.

stopped them.

"Where did the dog come from, dare to block my way? I can't bully the brothers and sisters of the Jiang family, and I can't control you as a passerby..."

"Brothers, fuck you guys, give me a hard beating... ah!"

The person in the dark came out, revealing a cold and ascetic familiar face.

It was Bo Yunqian who followed all the way.

"You may really not be able to control me."

The man with the scar was kicked in the face by someone, the wound was so painful that he fell to the ground heavily!

"hiss……"

Everyone couldn't help gasping, "Angkor..."

The man with the scar staggered up from the ground, "Who are you?"

"Don't take up the business of Jiang's brothers and sisters in the future." Bo Yunkuan said calmly.

The man with the scar spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground, "You don't pick it up if you don't fucking say it, you take care of these brothers..."

"You people... are too good, I don't want it."

The scarred man's face twitched.

Made.

I met another bastard who was just as annoying as the eldest lady of the Jiang family!
Kill him!
He clamored in his mind, wanting to kill the man in front of him, expressing his resentment at being beaten up by Jiang's brothers and sisters.

And really did.

"Brothers, do you want to get rid of the shame and beat up this pretentious man to defeat him?"

The group looked at each other.

Someone pulled the scarred man's clothes and reminded, "Angkor, forget it, this man... looks like a powerful master."

"Which eye of yours sees him so powerful?"

The man with the scar sneered, "Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he looks like a weak white chicken..."