The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Rong Shichu's gloomy eyes looked back and forth between these two people.

He raised his eyebrows and whistled blandly.

This is your little boy? But why doesn't he dare to show his true colors?

Oh... needless to say, I understand. Do you have any special hobby, just like this kind of man who looks tall and big, but actually has an ugly face?

This wretched expression and exaggerated tone made him look particularly in need of a beating.

Can't tell, this little bitch is still a sea king, there are so many fish in the fish pond.

...

This evil look made Li Zhiyi's breath low, and the wild breath immediately overflowed.

It is majestic and unstoppable, like a ruthless tornado in the desert, threatening to destroy everything.

It's not suitable for you to play in a bar, it's better to lie on a hospital bed.

With a sudden stride, he stepped forward and clasped Rong Shichu's shoulder with one hand, and grabbed his hand with the other hand.

Crack——

The sound of dislocation of bones clearly fell into the ears of Si Xian and the others.

Their bodies trembled subconsciously, and there was a dull pain in their shoulders.

Aww...it hurts...let go...

The bones were dislocated, and they were floating lightly, as if they didn't belong to him anymore.

Rong Shichu's expression was the same as that of a dead person, and after a scream, physiological tears overflowed from his eyes.

It's right to be in pain. Li Zhiyi said coldly, his brows were dark, and his evil spirit was released.

He bullied his children, told the truth, and uttered obscenities. He deserved to be beaten.

Rong Shichu was in so much pain that he looked angrily at the girl in front of him.

Mu Changying, hurry up and let this person let me go!

If I get hurt, my dad will never let you go!

What does this little slut mean, standing there with his arms around his arms and watching a show?

Fuck...don't think he doesn't know that critical statement about Rong Liyuan.

It was precisely because Dad was affirmed that he was destined to have no heirs, so he was selected from the side branch to be raised.

He is the heir of the Rong family. Once something happens to him, the Rong family will definitely have no successors in the future and fall into the hands of the enemy!

...

Now the situation is obviously that Rong Shichu is at a disadvantage, instead of begging for mercy, he still uses such an orderly tone, which is really stupid.

No, no, you can see that the root is broken. We are educating you. A Yuan is too late to thank me, so how can he be willing to punish me?

And... what did you call me just now?

Mu Changying played with the scarlet nails, and looked at this embarrassed and cheap son with a half-smile.

Her voice is sweet and greasy, seemingly gentle, but in fact it is poisoned in honey, killing people without blood.

...

Rong Shichu's eyes were slightly red, his throat was dry, and he was inexplicably convinced that what the little bitch said was right.

Tatatatat—

Mu Changying stepped on a small height to follow, her slender and warm little hand clasped Li Zhiyi's wrist and moved away.

Seeing this, Si Xian was dumbfounded.

The voice suddenly rose, Sister Ying, you won't just let this kid go like this, will you?

Anyway, he is a high school student, so he has some understanding of Rong Shichu's character.

This person is not a good stubble, and this time letting the tiger go back to the mountain will definitely cause endless disasters.

Sister Ying, why don't you beat him up and send him to the hospital for a while? Anyway, all of us can afford the medical expenses.

Hua Qiqi tugged at Yu Linye's sleeves, offering her plan with excitement.

A trace of helplessness flashed in the boy's eyes, and his voice was gentle, Qiqi, don't make trouble.

The college entrance examination is still a few months away. If there is a lawsuit for beating the disabled now, it will not be good to record it in the file.

Besides...he felt that Sister Ying must have made her own decision, and they didn't need to say much, just obey the arrangement wholeheartedly.