Fangjiacheng.

　　 In order not to arouse the alarm of Fang's family, both of them went through some disguise changes.

　　 Qinghu has roughly figured out the situation here.

　　 Compared to the Sheng family, Fang Jiacheng is indeed a bit unqualified.

　　 But after all, the Fang family has an in-law relationship with the Zhao family, and the Huo family did not pay less back then, so it's quite substantial.

　　 It's just that the Fang family does not have the wealth of the Sheng family.

　　 When they entered the door just now, they were severely exploited.

　　 The so-called under-effect.

　　 Even if the doorkeeper is like this, the family's behavior style is what I want to see.

　　 "Fang Lao has already lived in Fang's family. I heard that when she came back this time, she also brought the young son of Zhao's family."

　　 Qinghu lowered his voice, and the two of them sat on the second floor of the tea house, their eyes staying on the main street where people came and went.

　　 "Little son of the Fang family? Is it the child born to Aunt Fang?" She couldn't help but hesitate.

　　 She took it for granted before.

　　 Aunt Fang has been married for more than ten years after all, and the relationship with the Zhao family is naturally unusual.

　　 Anyway, I'm just an outsider.

　　 Let Aunt Fang come to help her, I am afraid it is difficult for the strong.

　　 But Qinghu shook his head.

"This little son is Fang Lao's adopted son. I heard that their relationship between husband and wife is not very good. Fang Lao will go back to Fang's family to live for a few months at this time. Family."

　　 Lin Mengya could not help but sigh softly when she heard the words.

　　 This incident, in the final analysis, was caused by the greed of the master.

　　 In order to obtain wealth, he sold his daughter to the Huo family; especially because he coveted the status of the Zhao family, he took the life of his grandson to force his daughter to remarry.

　　 During the conversation between the two, a group of people came to the main street.

Headed by 　　 is a little boy who has carved jade.

　　 He is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Although his appearance is still a bit childish, his eyes are smiling, and he looks very likable.

　　 Around him, there are a lot of flattering adults.

　　 A group of people walked past the street and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

　　 Lin Mengya and Qinghu just glanced casually, then withdrew their gazes.

　　 "These idiots."

　　 Qinghu came to a conclusion disdainfully.

　　 Lin Mengya took another look.

　　 "He, I'm afraid he is the little son of the Zhao family."

　　 "It can be seen that, just like that Zhao Qiang, they are the masters with eyes on the top of the head." Qinghu's eyes were very vicious.

　　 Don't look at that young son of the Zhao family, Yuxue looks cute, but in fact he doesn't pay attention to the people around him.

　　 Lin Mengya is noncommittal.

　　 is also those adults who are willing to be depraved to please a child, rushing to be looked down upon, no wonder who.

　　 "Little son, you come to our house this time, I don't know how long you will stay? I still want to show you around and do my best as a landlord."

　　 was speaking from a branch of the Fang family.

　　According to his seniority, he is Fang Luo's cousin.

　　Who has made people climb high sticks!

　　 So when faced with a child who should be his niece's generation, he was not only not embarrassed at all, but also a little complacent.

　　 If it weren’t for his close relationship with Fang Lao, I’m afraid this escort's job would not fall to my head!

　　 The young son of the Zhao family glanced at him coldly, but his face was simple and lovely.

　　 "I'm accompanying this time

　　 My mother came to visit my grandfather, I will stay with her as long as my mother is here. My grandfather also said that I should take this opportunity to get close to you. In the future, Ziyan will rely more on your elders. "

　　 Zhao Ziyan's remarks instantly brightened all the people.

　　 If this opportunity is seized, wouldn't they also be able to fly into a phoenix?

　　 Everyone's attitude is even more ardent.

　　 didn't notice at all, what Zhao Ziyan hidden in his eyes was deep contempt for them.

　　 accompanied him for a stroll, Zhao Ziyan felt that they were too noisy, so he found a reason to dump everyone.

　　 Those people still wanted to give it to him on the grounds of protecting his safety, but he politely declined.

　　He followed him, but the elite guard of the Zhao family.

　　 Those idiots' subordinates can't even compare to those elite strands of hair.

　　 With a guard, Zhao Ziyan strolled around the street seemingly.

　　 When he turned the corner of the street, he saw an inconspicuous small stall at the entrance of an alley with little tigers made by himself, but his face suddenly sank.

　　 "You guys, go and lift that stall." He pointed to the stall indifferently.

　　 The two guards behind him moved forward immediately.

　　 "Two uncles, you are"

　　 An old woman guarding the booth looked at the tall guards timidly.

　　 She was already timid, otherwise she would not put the stall in this small corner where no one passed by.

　　Who knows, the next moment the two big men kicked her stall directly.

　　In an instant, the old woman trembled with fright.

　　 "Don't, don't kick my stuff!"

　　 It was sewn stitch by stitch with her daughter-in-law. She originally wanted to supplement the household, but at this moment she was smashed by two pairs of big feet.

　　 The old woman's eyes were red, and she knelt down and begged the two uncles to stop.

　　Who knows, Zhao Ziyan was even more angry when she saw her like this.

　　 "With such a humble hand, I dare to touch my tiger! Cut off her hands for me. From now on, no one is allowed to sell tigers!"

　　Zhao Ziyan is a tiger, so in order to please him from a young age, his family would give him many things made into tigers.

　　 There is even a live tiger in his yard.

　　 Therefore, he thinks that all tigers in the world belong to him.

　　 Therefore, unless he agrees, everyone in the Zhao family is not allowed to sell tiger-like things.

　　 The untouchables of the Fang family sold his tiger privately, but it was not carved in Jin Yuzhi, but this ugly cloth tiger, how could he bear it?

　　 When the old woman heard it, she fell to the ground and couldn't even speak for mercy.

　　 The two guards had no sympathy, and they were about to chop while holding her wrist.

　　 But before the knife fell, the two of them were punched and flew away.

　　 "Where did the little **** dare to run to your grandfather and arrogant?"

　　 Qinghu condescendingly looked down upon this cruel little boy.

　　 is more arrogant, his uncle Qinghu hasn't lost anyone!

　　 Lin Mengya, who followed closely, helped the old woman up, and quietly stuffed some silver coins into her hand, and let them go.

　　 She picked up the little tiger on the ground and couldn't help being a little angry.

　　 The little tiger made by this woman is so agile, it makes her look happy.

　　 Originally the old woman couldn't find the change, so she had to exchange it with Qinghu.

　　Who knew this happened after coming back.

　　 "Whose child are you from, you have no education like this. Your adult hasn't taught you that you are going to be beaten when you play in the street?"

　　 Zhao Ziyan didn't expect that someone would dare to come out to control him

The matter of 　　 suddenly became angry.

　　 "What are you waiting for, cut off their tongues for me!"

　　Who knows that the two of them had not moved, they were stepped directly on the ground by the extremely fast Qinghu.

　　 "Boy, want to cut your grandpa and my tongue, it will be impossible in the next life!"

　　 Zhao Ziyan took a step back.

　　 He was really irritated, and took a small whistle tied with a red thread from his neck to blow it.

　　 Qinghu doesn't know where he wants to move rescue soldiers.

　　 When a figure flew past and revealed his figure again, Zhao Ziyan's whistle had fallen into Qinghu's hand.

　　 With the crisp cracking sound, the whistle has become powder.

　　 Qinghu clapped his hands and gave the opponent a provocative look.

　　 "If you can't beat it, call someone to come, do you think you're a milk doll? Tsk, boring waste!"

　　 It can be said that these few words of Qinghu have stepped on Zhao Ziyan's thunder.

　　 At this moment, his snow-white face is gloomy, and his eyes are fixed on them. At first glance, I knew that I must be planning how to cut them all.

　　 Lin Mengya hates the other person's eyes.

"We won’t be like you, yelling at people who are not bound by chickens. A coward like you can only bully people who are weaker than you. To the real strong, you are nothing but a man Will rely on parents’ uselessness."

　　 "Shut up! I told you to shut up! I want to kill you, kill you!"

　　 Zhao Ziyan almost lost his mind.

　　 The veins burst from every inch of his neck, and his whole body was filled with a strong killing intent.

　　 But as far as Lin Mengya and Qinghu are concerned, his aura is not enough.

　　 Especially the latter.

　　 He held his arms and bent down on purpose.

　　 "What did you use to kill us? Remember, we are not afraid of your Zhao family's power, but disdain to kill you."

　　 These words made him more uncomfortable than killing Zhao Ziyan.

　　 He stared at both of them angrily. In the end, Lin Mengya seemed bored and threw the dusty little tiger casually.

　　 Zhao Ziyan has never hated a person so much.

　　 He looked at the tiger, as if watching his dignity being trampled severely.

"what--"

　　 After the two left, Zhao Ziyan finally let out a heart-piercing roar.

　　 When the two guards limped to his side, he stabbed one of them in the chest with a dagger.

　　 "Go to me! Go to die! Go to me to die!"

　　 The other person wanted to stop, but it was too late.

　　 But in a blink of an eye, his companion's chest was stirred into a mass of minced meat by the little boy, and the dead body fell to the ground without a sound.

　　 For such a scene, the guard is no stranger.

　　Even, he didn't dare to show the slightest bit of sadness.

　　 Zhao Ziyan turned his head and stared at him fiercely.

　　 "Catch me those two **** guys! I want them to survive and die!"

"Yes."

　　 The guard did not dare to look up.

　　 After Zhao Ziyan exhaled fiercely, he threw the dagger, took out his handkerchief, and slowly wiped the blood on his hand.

　　 "It's dirty, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes. If my mother knows about the things here, you will end up just like him."

　　 He slowly warned the remaining guards.

　　 is clearly a melodious youth tone, but it is frighteningly cold.

　　 "Little one understands, please rest assured, Master."