Ding Zhen looked at the vast and clear blue sky, his heart was full of shock, the flying insects in the sky were gone, and the woman also dissipated into the air.

This punch cannot be described in words!

His eyes were full of horror, and he opened his mouth, unable to say a word.

On the other hand, he swore to his husband, but he failed to complete the task after all, it was a failure!

Ding Zhen couldn't help clenching his fists, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were as resolute as a rock, and his unwillingness turned into a driving force to move forward, "Compared to Mr...... I'm still far from it!"

Therefore, he has to follow his husband, fulfill his promise, and at the same time observe his words and deeds, and study his strength to the secret!

"That's it!" Ding Zhen breathed a long sigh of relief, and his mood was extremely empty.

His goal is clear, he wants to go further and further on the road of "tailgating"!

"Uncle Dirty's eyes, I seem to have seen ...... somewhere"

Little Lori pouted, frowned, and looked like she was racking her brains to think, and a slender figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

"It's Aunt Jiang!" Little Lori's eyes lit up.

Ling Yu didn't say much, just glanced at Ding Zhen lightly, and then pulled the little Lori towards the school.

Chen Hao shook his blonde hair, squinted his eyes, walked towards Ding Zhen in a chic manner, and grinned: "Friend, get to know me, my name is Chen Hao, what is the relationship between you and my brother?"

Ding Zhen's eyes lit up and said, "My name is Ding Zhen, are you a brother of Mr.?"

Chen Hao coughed twice, and said, "To be precise, I am his eldest brother." ”

Ding Zhen was taken aback and asked, "So, may I ask who is stronger, you or Mr."

"Who's stronger?"

Chen Hao stood with his hands in his hands, his expression suddenly became unfathomable, only to see him glance at Ding Zhen lightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a mysterious smile that interpreted the temperament of a strong man in all directions.

"Let me tell you this, I can hang him with one finger!"

Ding Zhen's personality is honest and honest, and he doesn't doubt it, and his eyes suddenly widened, looking like he was shocked in disbelief.

Chen Hao waved his hand lightly and said lightly: "There's no fuss, I see that your bones are strange, and you can barely be my little brother......"

"I heard, can you hang me and beat me?"

At this moment, a flat voice sounded in Chen Hao's ears.

"That's, I'm Chen Batian......"

Chen Hao's voice stopped abruptly, and a creepy chill instantly welled up, and he turned his head hard and slowly, and a calm face came into view.

"Brother, didn't you take Ruoruo to the classroom......" The fat man smiled more ugly than crying.

"Don't you have to go to class?"

"I ...... Ahh

Before Chen Hao's words fell, he screamed.

Ling Yu lightly picked up his two-hundred-pound body and walked to the classroom.

Little Lori followed behind with her little short legs, jumping and jumping, like a happy little rabbit, staring at Chen Hao with big eyes, and said with a smile: "Fat uncle, it feels very comfortable to be carried by poop, right?"

Chen Hao looked like he was loveless, he only felt like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, his limbs hung weakly, and he glanced at the little Lori when he heard the words, "Go and play!"

As for Ding Zhen, he went to find a place to take a bath.

The worm gall died, and the barrier she set up was automatically lifted, and the students had not yet woken up, but they were watched by more and more people.

"Is this an earthquake? The ground is cracking!"

"Call 110, these people need help. ”

"It's not 120......"

......

At night, Ling Yu had just returned home with little Lori when he received a phone call.

"Hey, is it my uncle? I'm Aunt Fu!"

It was none other than the maid grandmother in Song Moxin's villa, Aunt Fu.

"Hmm. ”

"Can you come here, Miss is looking for death, I can't stop it!"

Aunt Fu'er's voice was already crying, full of eagerness, she was looking at Song Moxin as her daughter.

Of course, she also has deep feelings for Ling Yu, otherwise it would be impossible to think of him at the first time, let alone still call him uncle.

"I'll go over. ”

Ling Yu replied simply, of course he wouldn't care about Song Moxin's life or death.

However, he will still give Aunt Fu and her grandfather's face.

"Baba, are you going out?" asked Lori.

Ling Yu touched her little head and said, "Get along well with Aunt Su at home, I'll be back soon." ”

Little Lori nodded very obediently, "If you will!"

Su Wanwan also advised: "Be careful on the road. ”

Ling Yu nodded, and as soon as he went out, he heard the sound of fighting coming from inside the room.

......

In a villa on the outskirts of Lanhai City, Song Moxin sat on the sofa weakly, her face was pale, there were tears on her pretty cheeks, and her delicate body was still twitching slightly, completely losing her former style and beauty.

On the ground, there was also a blood-stained pair of scissors.

However, the blood on the scissors was not Song Moxin's, but Aunt Fu'er's.

Aunt Fu covered the wound she made when she fought for scissors with Song Moxin, her eyes were red, and she scolded: "Miss, you still have a good youth, why can't you think about it?"

Song Moxin sneered, "Great youth, I can't even control my own fate, I can only be reduced to a family marriage tool, a bullshit good youth!"

Aunt Fu suddenly showed a painful look, her body was a little unstable, she had lost too much blood, but she still insisted: "At least, as long as you live, you will have a chance!"

"Opportunity?" Song Moxin ignored Aunt Fu'er's bad state, with a hint of despair and ridicule in her voice, "Those two women are about to arrive, I have no chance at all, how can you make me a woman with nothing, how can I fight against the entire imperial capital Song family and ...... The Lin family?"

"You still have an uncle!"

Aunt Fu gasped, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, leaning against the wall and struggling to speak, her voice became weak, and she needed immediate treatment.

However, at this moment, Song Moxin seemed to have seen nothing, immersed in his own grief, shook his head, and said, "Now he doesn't care if I live or die......"

Aunt Fu sat on the ground along the wall, her face was as white as paper, the corners of her clothes were stained red with blood, and she had to take a few deep breaths every time she said a word, but she still persuaded Song Moxin, "Uncle...... Uncle, he's coming soon......"

"He's coming?"

Song Moxin's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ran to Aunt Fu'er's side, shook her shoulder, and asked, "Will he really come?"

Aunt Fu'er was injured and her face was distorted in pain, and she couldn't help but moan.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Song Moxin saw hope, and began to care about Aunt Fu'er's injury, "I'll take the medicine box to help you deal with it!"

As soon as she took a few steps, she paused, turned around and asked, "Aunt Fu, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"I, I...... Called him ......"

"That's good. Song Moxin smiled.