Exile: Hundreds of billions of resources in space to support villains

Chapter 57
"It's his grandma, discuss it with your uncle! Why didn't you discuss it when you threw coals on us just now!" The middle-aged man cursed.

Si Rongbang's face was tense, and when Chi Ning was vaguely expecting him to say some persuasive or touching truths, unexpectedly he said something that made the big man even more angry.

"Grandmother passed away five years ago. As for Grandpa, there is no one yet. If there is one day, I can discuss it with you then!"

He didn't realize at all how outrageous what he said, and continued: "It is indeed my fault for throwing burning coals on you, but you are the ones who took the burden of my family first!"

Standing aside, Chi Ning stared dumbfounded at this top talent, only now did he realize that what this guy said was even cheaper than her best friend!

The middle-aged man stared round his eyes, his nose fluttered and he exhaled. "Okay, you actually treated me like a monkey!"

He swung his arms, and his slap was about to land on Si Rongbang's head who was standing still. Chi Ning saw that it was okay, and if she killed her, the divorce letter would be ruined!
Quickly pulling Si Rongbang's arm, barely avoiding the slap of the middle-aged man, Chi Ning glanced at the stunned talent.

"You idiot, people are going to beat you, and you don't dodge!"

Si Rongbang's reflex arc was very slow, and only now did he slowly show a panicked expression. "I, I didn't react!"

Chi Ning held his forehead, feeling so tired, he seriously suspected that he had identified the wrong person, and this idiot could imitate the handwriting of thousands of people?

"Smelly girl, it's none of your business, go away!" After a while, the middle-aged man became more and more unhappy.

"Big stinky man, it's almost done. I've never seen someone who robs people and is so righteous. Do you want me to talk to Lord Yan and give you two whips to scratch your skin?" Chi Ning folded her arms without fear.

The little brother standing next to the middle-aged man recognized Chi Ning, and the man who was about to strike with the same desire said in a low voice: "Boss, that bitch is Cui Xingjue's woman, and Cui Xingjue and Chen Chiyan are quite good friends!"

Hearing this, the vicious middle-aged man became apprehensive, and put down his words severely. "Stinky boy, you'd better not be alone, or you will look good on me!"

He greeted a group of people to leave.

Threatened, Si Rongbang smiled wryly, the road to exile was already difficult, but now that he is being targeted again, it may be difficult to survive to Yundu!

Seeing Si Rongbang's worry, Chi Ning patted his immature face twice with the back of her hand, and said, "Don't be afraid, little Shenzi, I'm here with your sister!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two looked at each other.

Chi Ning was a little embarrassed and a little stiff.

Dog belt, seeing this face, she naturally wanted to make fun of it.

Si Rongbang backed up three steps with his hands and feet, his eyes flickered, he was even more afraid to look at Chi Ning, and he stammered his thanks.

"Many, thank you, aunt...girl..."

The boy's cheeks were red, showing some signs of shyness.

Chi Ning shivered violently, suddenly felt cold, and rubbed his arms. "You don't need to be so polite, you just thank me for not showing such an expression on your face!"

Damn, shy Chen Shen? ? ?
The horror picture of the century!
I get hairy just thinking about it!
Si Rongbang was confused, what kind of expression did he show, that he was disgusted!
"Brother, what should we do? Daddy fainted again!"

Si Jingshu, the second daughter of the Si family, cried and shook her fainted father. When the group of people snatched the baggage just now, her father stood in front of her, causing her to be punched and kicked!
Si Rongbang hurried over, looked at his father whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his eyes turned red and he asked Chi Ning for help.

"Girl, please help me to see how my father is doing?"

Chi Ning stepped over, "Put him on the ground first, and I'll check if the bones are okay."

Even the bruises on the middle-aged man's face could not conceal the vicissitudes of time, even in a coma, his Confucian spirit remained undiminished.

(End of this chapter)