Mu Feixue stood aside, although there was no expression on his face, but he was constantly shouting excitedly in his heart: Mo Yun, teach me a good lesson and teach him a good lesson, and give me a good outlet for evil anger! I'm!

And Xia Jianfang on the side was not as indifferent as Mu Feixue, his face with heavy makeup was full of excitement, as if he hoped that his son could kill Mo Yun directly! In her heart, she thought the same as Mu Feixue, but the object was the opposite, hoping that her son could teach Mo Yun a good lesson, which would make Mu Feixue greatly embarrassed!

Lin Qing suddenly shouted, and pounced directly at Mo Yun, his fist smashed towards Mo Yun's chest, he was still a little sensible, and he didn't hit the vital point, but his punch, if it fell on the body of an ordinary person, it would be unbearable, at least some internal injuries!

But Mo Yun is not an ordinary person, Lin Qing's punch, in Mo Yun's opinion, is simply to have no speed, no strength, and he is too lazy to hide, just standing there, looking indifferent......

Boy, you're dead! Lin Qing saw that Mo Yun didn't dodge, and immediately thought that Mo Yun was frightened by the power of his punch, and there was a burst of secret joy in his heart, his punch was hit, so Mo Yun had to go to the hospital to see the injury!

"Bang!" Lin Qing slammed a punch on Mo Yun's chest, but the expected scene of Mo Yun screaming and flying out did not appear, this punch was like hitting an extremely heavy sandbag, and it couldn't even make Mo Yun take a step back!

How can it be! Lin Qing looked at Mo Yun in shock, and he couldn't react at all in his mind......

"Is this what you call the strength of the Sanda Champion in the Army?" Mo Yun looked at him and sneered, "I thought it was a fly that landed on me!" ”

Without waiting for Lin Qing to react, Mo Yun shook suddenly, and a surge of vigor surged out, directly hitting the arm that Lin Qing was still on his chest, Lin Qing suddenly let out a miserable scream, and was directly bounced out, falling five meters away, holding his hand and screaming.

The hand hung limply at his side, obviously dislocated.

But this scene made Xia Jianfang, who was about to watch a good show, stunned, exclaimed, hurried to his son's side, and asked in a panic.

A group of relatives were all dumbfounded, completely unimaginable, in their opinion, Mo Yun, who would definitely not be Lin Qing's opponent, was so powerful that he didn't do anything at all, so he put Lin Qing down!

And Xia Jianmin and Feng Yunian glanced at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief and put their hearts at ease.

"What's going on?" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded from the door, and an old man walked in.

"Dad? Father! When Xia Jianfang saw the old man, he immediately exclaimed, as if he had seen a savior, and stood up and pointed at Mo Yun and said to the old man, "This stinky boy injured your grandson and dislocated his hands!" ”

The old man glanced at Lin Qing, who was pale on the ground, went up and pinched the dislocated hand, snapped, and connected the joint, and then said lightly, "Don't do it with others if you don't have the strength, Mo Yun kid has already left his hand, otherwise it won't be as simple as a dislocation." Moreover, it should be you who provoked first, as far as I know, Mo Yun is not a troublemaker! Right, Mo Yun Kid! ”

In the last sentence, the old man said it to Mo Yun with a smile.

Mo Yun looked at the old man dumbfounded, and then smiled bitterly, "Old man, you hide it from me so badly!" ”

Isn't this old man the so-called grandfather just now! It turns out that there are no old friends at all, they are all made up by the old man himself!

"Haha, it's my fault, I think your strength is too small!" The old man nodded, and he actually admitted his mistake like this, which shocked Xia Jianfang, who knew his father's temper.

"The point is that Xiaoxue is also hiding from you and me, hey......" Mo Yun sighed deliberately.

"Isn't this what Grandpa asked me to do, Mo Yun, don't be angry!" Mu Feixue stuck out her tongue at Mo Yun.

"Alright, you two sit down, what do you look like!" The old man snorted at Xia Jianfang's mother and son, "Lin Qing, how can you say that you are also a soldier, this point is not even a pain, so you can't do it?" ”

When Xia Jianfang's mother and son heard the old man's words, they immediately returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Alright, Mo Yun, it's time for you to take out my gift for the old man, right? I'm very interested in your inkstone of Emperor Qianlong! The old man smiled at Mo Yun.

Mo Yun glanced at Mu Feixue helplessly, this was obviously what Mu Feixue said! The latter was embarrassed to spit out his little tongue at Mo Yun, looking very cute......

Seeing Mu Feixue like this, Mo Yun muttered depressedly, "Everyone knows what to give this gift-giver, it's boring......"

Before he could take out the gift, Mu Feixue had already run over with the inkstone and handed it to the old man, "Grandpa, this is it!" ”

"I said Xiaoxue, why don't you let me send it out by hand!" Mo Yun was really helpless.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Great, it just so happens that I gave my dad a few pieces of purple pine smoke ink, Dad, you can wave it!" Xia Jianmin smiled and said jokingly.

Xia Jianmin really didn't know that Mo Yun was sending an inkstone, which can be regarded as Weng and his son-in-law!

"Okay!" The old man readily agreed, and then looked at Mo Yun, "You kid also write two words?" ”

"No, no, no, where can I get this word on the table!" Mo Yun was modest, this protagonist is an old man, he can't dominate the crowd.

"Dad, what do you ask him to write, isn't this a waste of the fourth brother's good ink!" Xia Jianfang on the side became scathing again, and she didn't see the strange expression of the person next to her after hearing her words.

Mo Yun raised his eyebrows, and sneered in his heart, this is really not going to die if he doesn't die, how braindead does this guy have to be, so that he will continue to make trouble when he provoked the old man to be unhappy just now! Didn't she see that the old man liked me very much?

"Mo Yun, don't pay attention to her, if I ask you to write it, you can write it!" The old man glared at his daughter, and he was very unhappy, his daughter was too self-righteous, and she didn't even have a little eyesight!

"Okay, then I'll write!" Mo Yun laughed, "Forgive me, old man who doesn't write well!" ”

"I'll grind the ink for you!" Mu Feixue rushed to serve water.

On the table in the living room, a piece of fine rice paper had been laid, and Mu Feixue had also polished the ink, looking at Mo Yun, her little face was full of expectation.

Mo Yun looked at the rice paper in front of him, groaned slightly, picked up the wolf pen, it was stained with ink, the mana condensed on the tip of the pen, and fell on the paper.

When the last pen was written, it was like a bright light, everyone was in front of the drama, and the old man's eyes were even more brilliant!