In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Han Jiangxue's slap in revenge for her mother has not yet been dealt with.

Wang Shaoan's arm was broken, his face was bruised and bloody from being kicked, and the bridge of his nose was collapsed.

The man lay on the ground and screamed like a slaughtering pig.

Although Han Jiangxue still had resentment in her heart, she didn't know where to start.

"sister in law?"

Ye Aotian shouted tentatively.

"Huh?" Han Jiangxue frowned, showing hesitation.

"Hit him?"

Ye Aotian pursed his lips and said, "Don't be afraid, if you are really beaten to death, we will take the blame for you."

Han Jiangxue was a little embarrassed and said bravely: "Sister-in-law is not a person who is afraid of getting into trouble."

"Of course." Ye Aotian nodded. "It was said in Beimang that my sister-in-law Bo Yuntian is a hero among women."

Han Jiangxue was incited by this, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Angrily, he rushed forward and kicked Wang Shaoan, who had just gotten up.

The sharp heel hit his lower abdomen and kicked Wang Shaoan over again.

"Sister-in-law is awesome!" Ye Aotian gave him a thumbs up.

The Chuanxi guards gave a standard military salute on the spot to show respect.

"Xiaoye."

Dean Chen pulled Ye Aotian away and lowered his voice: "You fucking want to kill me?"

Ye Aotian grinned evilly and asked, "When you took advantage of my brother, didn't you think about the consequences?"

Dean Chen was startled, his eyes evasive and said: "I don't know what nonsense you are talking about!"

This brat has such vicious thoughts? He even guessed my dirty thoughts?

He is worthy of being a veteran who has been polished in the golden years of Beimang. He is bloodthirsty on the battlefields in foreign lands. In the political field, he is even more sinister than his mother and other old men.

As soon as he sticks his butt out, he can guess what he wants to fart.

Xuebao, who had a human life on his back, acted indiscriminately.

She had never studied systematically, so how could she know whether kicking the crotch would lead to the death of her descendants, or whether having her neck choked would cause suffocation.

After some operations, Xuebaoxiang was dripping with sweat, but Zhao Changying was sweating profusely and hurriedly stepped forward to hold her daughter.

"That's enough, stop fighting..."

Zhao Changying's heart trembled: "He was almost beaten to death by you."

Han Jiangxue pushed the Iron Lady away and said with a cold face: "Don't stop me! Brothers are watching!"

Pretending to kick Wang Shaoan's big head with high heels.

Zhao Changying was dumbfounded and trembled all over: "Xiaoxue, please..."

"If you really want to beat him to death, my political future will be over..."

Han Jiangxue shouted angrily: "Then he just slaps you and forgets it?"

"He was beaten too..."

Zhao Changying persuaded him kindly, but he was frightened.

What's going on with this girl?

She wasn't like this at all before.

This time, she even smelled blood on Olaf!

It seems that he is really murderous!

"Does this count as a fight?" Han Jiangxue glanced at Zhao Changying coldly. "I'm just warming up!"

Zhao Changying's heart skipped a beat.

When did this kid become so violent?

Han Lao Mo is known to pay attention to safety. Why hasn't he passed on his personal philosophy to his daughter?

See how well you have spoiled this damn child?

Seeing that Xuebao was not listening to the advice like crazy.

Zhao Changying hurriedly ran to Brother Zhang who was smoking at the side, rubbed his hands, and said tremblingly: "Xiao Zhang, please persuade your wife. If she is beaten to death, we will not be fine."

"Didn't you call and ask us to take care of it?" Zhang Ruoyu crossed his legs and asked. "My ass isn't even hot yet."

"When you get hot from sitting, Xiao Wang will get cold!" Zhao Changying stamped his feet anxiously.

Hearing this, Brother Zhang exhaled thick smoke and waved his hand slightly, asking Zhao Changying to come closer.

Seeing this, the Iron Lady bent down and realized that Xiao Zhang was going to discuss a confidential topic with her.

"Is this still the territory of the Third Academy?" Zhang Ruoyu asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes." Zhao Changying was a little confused.

"If someone is killed, do you think you have more responsibility, or does Lao Chen have more responsibility?" Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.

"of course…"

Before Zhao Changying finished speaking, he turned back and glared at Dean Chen.

This Lao Deng was not in a hurry at all, and even rubbed his hair with Ye Aotian, chatting about exciting gossip.

"Why isn't he in a hurry?" Zhao Changying felt cold all over, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Because in the Third Courtyard, he most wanted Wang Shaoan to die." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.

Zhao Changying trembled and looked at Dean Chen again.

At this moment, Dean Chen's eyes happened to come over.

Lao Deng smiled very implicitly and nodded, even slightly nodding, as he greeted the two of them.

Looking at the cunning look on Dean Chen's face, he was completely different from the one he was in the study before.

"Isn't he afraid that the leader will find trouble?" Zhao Changying's mouth was dry and his heart was beating like thunder.

"Is it possible that he just had too many troubles, so he just kept doing nothing, and then the whole thing was destroyed?" Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.

Zhao Changying was confused.

A cool breeze felt on my back.

"Is this old guy using me as cannon fodder?" Zhao Changying was sweating profusely. He had walked all night at night, and he really saw a ghost.

"It shouldn't count, right?" Zhang Ruoyu put out his cigarette and said calmly. "You're just a guy in the front yard. No matter how hard you try, you're still not qualified to be cannon fodder in the third courtyard, right?"

"Then why did he choose me?" Zhao Changying asked.

"Because the biggest label on you is that you are the mother of Zhang Xiangbei's wife."

Zhang Ruoyu opened his thin lips slightly and said.

Zhao Changying's eyes darkened: "Dean Chen, are you going to be used as cannon fodder?"

Zhang Ruoyu frowned, feeling that it was really tiring to chat between two people from completely different worlds.

I don’t understand anything, I have to ask questions about everything, and I ask questions so offensively.

"I am a cannon, not cannon fodder."