"You let her go!" Mother Zhang grabbed Zhang Heyuan's arm, pulled him back, and shouted: "I said a long time ago, I won't let you marry this vixen!" She is good for nothing but a good-looking face! Not even an egg will be laid! Who is she to throw at you? A woman who can't even lay eggs, who wants her but you? She ......"

Her long-awaited grandson turned into a granddaughter, a belly full of anger.

Seeing Joey, who fascinated her son, she added to the fire and didn't choose what to say.

She pointed at Joey's nose, and the scolding was rising, and the door of the ward was suddenly kicked open with a "bang".

Qiao drunkenly kicked open the door, rushed into the ward murderously, and without saying a word, grabbed Zhang Heyuan's hair and kicked Zhang Heyuan's lower abdomen.

Zhang's mother screamed in surprise and stepped forward to help, but Snow reached out to stop her.

Although Qiao Zui lost one of his right arms, it was more than enough for Zhang Heyuan to clean up with his left hand.

After three strokes and five divisions, Zhang Heyuan was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Enough!" Joey felt that something was wrong, rushed up, grabbed Qiao Zui's right arm, touched it up and down a few times, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...... What's wrong with your arm? ”

Qiao drunk and trampled Zhang Heyuan under his feet with a disgusted face, pushed Joey away, and pointed at her nose and scolded: "This is what you said you are doing well?" Is this what you call love your happiness? Why are you so cheap, are you worthy of your grandfather? A family is like a princess, and you come to spoil a bunch of sluts? You've never seen a man in your previous life, have you? A thing that is not as good as a pig and a dog is worth it for you to not even want your grandfather and your own brother for him? ”

Joey's face was full of tears, and his eyes were just staring at Joe's drunken arm.

She slapped Qiao Zui's shoulder hard, crying and asking, "Are you here to say?" What's wrong with your arm? ”

Zhang's mother saw her son trampling under her feet with blood on his face, and screamed in distress: "Murder!" Killed! Do you still have the royal law? I'm going to call the police! I'm going to call the police! ”

"Okay, you call the police!" Ye Xingbei looked at her and sneered, "I just called the police to help us find out who this child's father is." ”

"Don't call the police! Mom, don't call the police! Zhang Heyuan struggled and stretched out his hand to Zhang's mother: "Mom, if you don't want to kill me, don't call the police!" ”

His voice was full of despair, and the frightened Zhang's mother's hand holding the mobile phone trembled, and the alarm number couldn't be pressed.

Seeing that Qiao Zui refused to answer her question, Qiao Yi turned to look at Ye Xingbei, her eyes full of pleading: "Little aunt, tell me, what happened to Xiao Zui's arm?" ”

"You don't know?" Ye Xingbei felt that Qiao's drunken injury did not have the need to hide Joey: "When he was on a mission, he was hit by a bullet in his left arm, which injured his nerves, and he was discharged from the army due to his injuries. ”

Qiao Zui's eyes widened in disbelief, he took a few steps back, and looked at Qiao Zui's arm hanging by his side unacceptably.

Mother Zhang heard Ye Xingbei's words on the side, and knew that the fierce man who stepped on his son was a cripple, Mother Zhang felt particularly relieved, and spat at Qiao drunkly: "It must be that you have done too much for lacking virtue and have been retributed!" ”

"Shut up!" Joey screamed miserably, burst out, rushed over, grabbed Zhang's mother's hair, dragged her to the ground, punched and kicked, "Shut up, stop talk, stop talk!" ”