Go home first and send the precious jar back, and then Mao Jue went to the glass workshop again, and tossed there for an afternoon, now the production capacity here is really a little low, the trumpet Wen Yuange took the three broken relatives of the Wen family to all put into the glass workshop, and only five or six pieces of utensils can be produced a day, and the three of them are busy like dogs, but they can be regarded as refining the things that Mao Jue wants at sunset, and packing them for him to take back.

"Young Master, what are you going to do here?"

In the morning, it is water that can melt the skin, and in the afternoon, it is this glass, holding the box and getting out of the carriage, while walking to the small building of the son of the Shuai Mansion, while the plain clothes are still full of curiosity, pulling Mao Jue's sleeve and asking non-stop, but unfortunately, shaking his head, Mao Jue is a mysterious smile like a person who is angry, so he won't tell her.

"The mountain people have their own tricks, you just wait to see Ben Shao do magic for you!"

"Hmph, young master, if you're bad, just bully Suyi!"

The girl has a big temper, pouting and ignoring Mao Jue, holding a box and jumping into the small building, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, for the first time, Mao Jue felt that crossing is not necessarily a bad thing, in his previous life, with his salary of about 3,000 yuan, it was too difficult to find a beautiful daughter-in-law in a coastal city.

Such a beautiful girl in pixel clothes, it is estimated that she will still be in high school in the next life, and she has to be a class flower, a bunch of little boys and stars holding the moon, can take care of Mao Jue, an idle youth in society? But here, Su Yi is his roommate, and she is already his person in name, and she can pick it up if she wants to.

Recently, everything is on the right track, as long as Yuan Chonghuan is dealt with, at least Mao Jue will be at ease within a few years, warm and full of lust, watching this girl's little ass twist and twist upstairs, Mao Jue's heart suddenly came alive, thinking about overthrowing the Lori of Suyi, he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

But at this moment, Suyi's screams sounded upstairs.

"Young Master!"

As soon as his heart tightened, Mao Jue hurriedly took three steps and took two steps and rushed up the stairs, looking at the appearance inside, he was angry and suddenly slammed his fist on the table.

The drafts he had painted were turned up in a mess, the smell of fire was in the air, and his most precious jar was knocked over to the ground, and the precious liquid was almost gone.

"Who the fuck did it!"

Mao Jue's roar was heard by half of the Shuai Mansion.

…………

More than a dozen subordinates were gathered in two rows, however, in the face of Mao Jue's fiery eyes, these guys actually hung up one by one, with a fearless appearance, and even a maid and a maid were whispering and giggling behind them.

"Who did it?"

With a blue face and hands behind his back, Mao Jue stood gloomily in front of these people, his voice was as low as muffled thunder, gloomy echoing in the ears of these people, but standing beside him, Su Yi's face was full of worry, and two small fists were held in his chest.

"Back to the young master's words, the little ones really don't know who did it, maybe it was the wind, the young master should ask Suyi! Ask us, it's too much! ”

At the front, a man in his twenties, who was particularly burly, bowed his head slightly and held his fists, but his tone, not to mention respect, was almost the same, listening to this voice, the subordinates behind him were even more unscrupulous.

"Smack~"

This crisp sound was simply earth-shattering, covering the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth in disbelief, the leader of the subordinates looked at Mao Jue as if he was looking at a dinosaur, and the other subordinates also grew their mouths.

Through this experience, Mao Jue has lost too much, family, work, all kinds of modern society, and even his life is hanging, this handsome son is the only compensation for him, unconsciously, he has been immersed in the status enjoyment brought by the role of Mao Jue, at this time, he can't tolerate others who dare to ride on his neck and shit.

"Fuck you, fuck off!"

Before the head of the family came to his senses, Mao Jue kicked the frightened family next to him on the leg and stomach, and the right hand was like a vice, directly dragged the hand of a maid in the back row, and dragged her out fiercely in her screams.

"What's going on?"

A pitch-black wound spread over her hand.

On weekdays, the family jokingly called Mao Jue a tofu boy, but even the tofu boy was also a son, seeing his eyes red and his murderous appearance, this maid was scared stupid, and she stumbled and didn't come out of a reason, seeing this, the leader of the family next to him was gloomy and hugged his fist.

"Young master, Qiu Ju's hand was caught by fire when he was in the room, this is a small ......"

"Smack~"

"Where the fuck do you talk!"

In the incredible gaze again, Mao Jue slapped the family again, and then once again grabbed the girl's collar and asked fiercely.

"Say, what the hell is going on?"

"Young, young master, slave maid, slave maid don't dare anymore, you, you spare the slave maid!"

"Admit it? Very good! Just admit it! ”

Finally shook off the collar of the man, Mao Jue gasped and hummed and took two steps back, but just when the maid was also relieved, Mao Jue actually kicked out again, and at the same time turned his head and yelled at the leader of the family.

"Our Maofu family rules, the subordinate stole the master's things, what should I do?"

"Young master, this Qiu Ju is not sensible, it should be severely punished, the little one is going to invite the third lady to come now, do you think it?"

Now it became much more respectful, two red slap marks on his face, the leader of this Ding gloomily folded his fists and bowed, kneeling on the ground, frightened like a chicken, and the maid also looked at him with hope and pleading.

However, Mao Jue didn't eat him at all.

What was Mao Jue like before, how to swallow his anger He didn't know, but now that he is Mao Jue, he will never allow others to bully him anymore, and a bunch of bastards will follow him behind his back to spy on him, not to mention, this will also smash his baby, if it goes on like this, it won't be against the sky?

"Suyi, what do you say we should do with our family rules?"

"Go back, go back to the young master!"

At this time, Mao Jue became very strange to Su Yi, she was a little stumbling, and replied tremblingly.

"The rules set by the master, draw fifty boards and send them to the official!"

"I hear it all! Don't get a board for Young Master Ben yet! Draw out! ”

This wei, Mao Jue is determined to the end today. It's a pity that although his roar and a large group of family members trembled, none of them moved, and they all quietly looked at the leader of the family.

Although the two blood marks on his face did not fade, he drooped his head, and this bastard secretly showed a smug look again.

At this moment, it made it difficult for Mao Jue to ride the tiger, the muscles on his face twitched, and he breathed heavily for a few seconds, and he sneered gloomily just now.

"Okay, all of them pretend to be deaf and dumb, don't they? Okay, this young master will fulfill you! ”

It is said that in the evil feudal society, the master's family has a whip, and there is also one in this small building, turning around and pulling out of the cabinet in two quick steps, Mao Jue threw the long whip directly at the crowd, and with a crisp sound, several people's clothes were torn, and they squatted down with their wounds screaming, without even a little pause, Mao Jue took the second whip again.

The crackling sound was accompanied by the screams of baring teeth, these subordinates in the front yard were all pulled to the ground, no matter what class oppresses the mess, the whip can always let these subordinates know what they are, Mao Jue's whip was whipped down, and some people began to stand it in the wailing after all, crying and kowtowing for mercy.

This is not only Mao Jue's might, but also accompanied by his own power collapsed a little bit, he bowed for a long time with his fist next to him, and the muscles on his face twitched violently, and suddenly, the leader of the family grabbed Mao Jue's hand with an arrow step and pressed the whip down.

"Young master, all the big and small affairs in this mansion are under the management of the third lady, you have lost your identity in this big fight, so please ask the lady to deal with it!"

"Get out!"

Once again, with a merciless big face, he swiped his hand away, and Mao Jue was about to raise the whip again, but this also completely provoked the leader of the family, and suddenly, he pushed Mao Jue's chest hard, and he stumbled when he retreated, almost not sitting on the ground.

"You fucking dare to push Lao Tzu!"

was extremely angry, Mao Jue rolled up his sleeves and ran back, he was also extremely angry, and the leader of the family threw off his arms and shouted disdainfully.

"It's just a concubine, I really think I'm a character, Lao Tzu ......"

"This is Mao's Mansion, who dares to make noise here, don't you want a job?"

This shout made the leader of the family couldn't help but stiffen, and the jealous slightly green retreated half a step, and hugged his fist again, but he didn't say anything.

"Wenbo!"

As if seeing a savior, Su Yi greeted him excitedly, and hurriedly pointed to the crowd and explained.

"The young master's things were stolen, and they were smashed a lot by Qiu Ju, and the young master has to deal with them according to the family rules, but it's ......"

Before he finished speaking, the old man had already snorted coldly.

"The young master has spoken, according to the family rules, what are you still doing in a daze?"

He didn't come by himself, the Zhang family in Shanxi and the Wen family in Liaodong are all big families, even if they get married, they will naturally bring their own family members, the two Mao Jue who have seen Mrs. Zhang walked to the front fiercely with the board, and directly pressed the Qiu Ju to the ground, in her miserable begging for mercy, the bamboo board was shot down mercilessly, and the crackling sound resounded all over the yard.

This time, all the subordinates looked at Mao Jue with fear in their eyes, covering the whip marks on their bodies, and curled up in a ball. Clenched his fists and bowed his head, the leader of the family was also silent, but it was obvious that the muscles in his arms twitched and twitched. However, holding his arms, Mao Jue also hummed dissatisfiedly.

After beating twenty bamboo slices, he simply waved his hand tiredly.

"Alright, drag it away! Throw it out. ”