Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

clap clap clap...

Jiang Zhiyi didn't give the three time to think.

He stepped out and nimbly arrived in front of the three people.

One slap per person.

Never show favoritism.

Then he turned around and went back to Wen Xiaoyun.

He did this action very calmly.

There is no sense of urgency.

But those three couldn't avoid it at all.

I watched helplessly as the slap landed on my face.

"Ah" Jiang Yaoyao covered her face and screamed.

When had she ever suffered such an injustice, or even been slapped in the face?

"Dad, you must beat this bitch to death."

Jiang Yaoyao pointed at Jiang Zhiyi angrily.

But he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Jiang Quanming's face turned purple after being beaten.

He really didn't expect that Jiang Zhiyi would dare to take action when there were outsiders around.

And beat his whole family.

He angrily walked to the side of the flower bed and twisted a branch vigorously, looking at Jiang Zhiyi fiercely:

"If I don't beat you to death today, I'm not named Jiang."

However, the branches didn't seem to give much consideration.

He struggled for a long time, but the tree remained motionless.

Xu Weimo covered her face and cried softly.

She looked so miserable, as if Jiang Zhiyi had hit her in the face with a shovel instead of a hand slap.

Seeing that Jiang Quanming couldn't break the branch in a short time, Jiang Yaoyao ran back to her yard.

The three members of the family are all busy with their own things.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't bother to care what they were trying to do.

Turning his head, he smiled apologetically at Wen Xiaoyun:

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. I didn't grow up in this family.

I didn’t know the three of them were so uneducated.”

"It's okay, not everyone in this world can be called a human being, and not all parents are worthy of being parents.

I don’t blame you, they are disrespectful to their elders.”

Wen Xiaoyun answered very cooperatively.

Wen Xiaoyun and Jiang Zhiyi's voices were both loud.

Jiang Quanming and Xu Weimo heard everything about their conversation.

A ruthlessness flashed in their eyes.

When Jiang Quanming's branch broke down, Jiang Yaoyao also rushed out of the yard with two baseball bats.

“Dad, here.

You must educate my brother well.

He grew up in the mountains.

He's just an uneducated person."

Jiang Yaoyao gestured fiercely at Jiang Zhiyi with a baseball bat.

Hand the other one to Jiang Quanming.

Jiang Quanming threw away the branch in his hand and sneered at Jiang Zhiyi with a baseball bat.

"Unfilial son, you should apologize to the whole family now.

Go home and accept the punishment, and promise not to associate with bad people in the future.

I can pretend nothing happened.

otherwise……"

As he said this, he hit the ground a few times with the baseball bat in his hand.

As a threat.

"Get in the car."

Wen Xiaoyun looked at Jiang Quanming warily and pushed Jiang Zhiyi towards the car: "I've practiced before, I'm not afraid of him."

He also did not forget to comfort Jiang Zhiyi and told him not to worry.

Then he shouted to the driver waiting in the car: "Uncle Yang, get your weapons."

The driver, Uncle Yang, had already prepared the things and was just waiting for Wen Xiaoyun's order to deliver them.

The car that Jiang Zhiyi drove was the one he usually used to take Wen Xiaoyun to school.

As the young master of the most aristocratic family in Yanjing, it is inevitable that he will be targeted by evil people.

In addition to Wen Xiaoyun's regular exercise, they also keep defensive weapons in their car at all times.

There are cold weapons.

There are also guns.

It’s just that the existence of guns will not be exposed unless it is a special situation.

"Master."

Uncle Yang got out of the car holding two iron rods.

He handed one to Wen Xiaoyun and kept the other for himself.

He stood firmly beside Wen Xiaoyun and pointed his weapon at the opposite side.

He also blocked Jiang Zhiyi behind him.

He will absolutely obey the young master's orders.

Although he didn't know what conflict Young Master Jiang had with his family.

Judging from the behavior of that family just now, it must be their fault.

How could it be possible that the weak and gentle Young Master Jiang was wrong?

"You, you guys..." Jiang Quanming pointed at Wen Xiaoyun angrily.

When the other side took out the iron rod, he knew they were defeated.

I hated Jiang Zhiyi even more.

Is it easy to mess with someone who always carries fighting weapons in his car?

Did Jiang Zhiyi get to know someone from the underworld?

Found a backer?

Humph, this must be what Xuanyuan Jin taught.

Otherwise, how could someone who grew up in a mountain village have that kind of brain?

He has only been here for three days, but he has already disturbed the whole family.

Just like his dead mother, disgusting.

“I’m warning you, be more polite to me, Brother Jiang, from now on.

Otherwise, I will make you die without knowing how.

no sooner said than done!"

As he spoke, Wen Xiaoyun twisted off one end of the iron rod to reveal a sharp blade.

The blade flashed with a biting chill in the sunlight.

Jiang Yaoyao was so scared that she hid behind Jiang Quanming's back.

Jiang Quanming was speechless for a long time.

He still underestimated.

This is at least the standard for desperadoes.

"Put it away, you see their calves are trembling.

If I scare them into tears later, they’ll accuse me of bullying them.”

Jiang Zhiyi patted Wen Xiaoyun on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, they won't dare to do anything to me.

You should go home quickly too."

Wen Xiaoyun said firmly: "You go back with me.

I'm worried about you living in a house like this."

Although they just met today, he is the kind of person who treats people as brothers as long as they like each other.

Stand by your brother.

Besides, Jiang Zhiyi is really to his liking.

He would never allow Jiang Zhiyi to be bullied.

How could he allow others to bully the person he himself couldn't bear to bully?

Even Jiang Zhiyi’s biological father can’t do it.

Jiang Zhiyi smiled, his golden eyes sparkling:

“I hit them just now and they couldn’t dodge.

Don't worry, I won't be bullied.

Living with me, they should be the ones who are worried.”

He didn't care at all about the gloomy face of the person he was teasing.

Then he leaned over to Wen Xiaoyun's ear and said:

"I know you're worried about me, and I'm really touched. You're the first person besides my uncle's family who really cares about me.

Thank you. "

This time when Jiang Zhiyi was talking to Wen Xiaoyun, Jiang Quanming's family didn't dare to say anything.

But in the end, what Jiang Zhiyi whispered in Wen Xiaoyun's ear seemed to Jiang Quanming's family as Jiang Zhiyi and Wen Xiaoyun discussing how to deal with them.

"Okay, go back now."

Jiang Zhiyi pushed Wen Xiaoyun towards the car.

The driver, Uncle Yang, waved a stick at Jiang Quanming as a warning, then left.

He pushed Wen Xiaoyun to the side of the car, opened the door, stuffed him in, and closed the door.

The window was opened from the inside, and Wen Xiaoyun looked at Jiang Zhiyi reluctantly:

"If you have anything, be sure to call me."

He didn't know why he felt sad and reluctant when he thought about separation.

In the end, he concluded that Jiang Zhiyi was too much to his liking.

Dare to think and act, and hit people if you say so.

He admired this character.

None of his close friends were to his liking.