Seeing that the scumbag in front of him has not changed his face until now, Lin Yiyi has to admire the other party's psychological quality.

Just, not waiting for her to speak.

Lin Guoquan stepped past his sister and stepped forward to punch Qian Hong in the face.

He scolded angrily: "Temade, you still dare to ask, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you bastard." ”

"Poof", the sound of fists entering flesh.

"Ahh

Qian Hong screamed, fell into the roadside paddy field again, and choked on a big mouthful of water. "Hapo~~ cough cough cough."

Lin Guoquan was not relieved, bent down and pulled up the young man covered in mud and water, and raised his hand to slap a few big mouths on Qian Hong's face.

Beat and scolded: "I let you dare to block my sister's way, pop pop ......"

"Let you dare to scare her, bang bang ......"

"Let you dare to be rude to her, snap ......"

"You dare to say some nonsense to her, bang bang ......"

……

Every time he scolded, he had a few big mouths, and Qian Hong's eyes were full of gold stars and blood was spitting out of his mouth.

No one who came with them said anything.

Even the village chief and the branch secretary stood behind and were silent.

Even in order to avoid suspicion, the two turned their heads away and pointed at the environment around the mud ditch.

Looking at that posture, there is really a feeling of pointing the country.

Lin Yiyi saw her fourth brother cleaning up the scumbag, and a sense of happiness and hatred gushed out inexplicably in her heart.

In her previous life, even if her business was global and worth more than 100 million, Lin Yiyi had never lived so happily.

Originally!

The feeling of being cared for by loved ones is so happy!

Originally!

No matter what the situation, your loved ones are the ones who treat you most sincerely.

In my previous life, my biggest mistake was not knowing the caring and worrying hearts of my relatives, and pushing them to the opposite side step by step.

When you die, you can only face it independently.

"Okay, fourth."

Finally, Lin Zhongqian saw that the people were almost done, and called Lin Guoquan out.

Lin Guoquan threw the person to the ground, and Qian Hong sat on the ground like a dead pig.

Crying, can't cry.

Laugh, can't laugh.

At this moment, Qian Hong was stunned.

His gaze was blank on one spot, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

I'm afraid that Qian Hong never dreamed that Lin Yiyi would call someone to beat him.

What's even more unexpected.

Not only did she ask someone to beat her, but she also invited the village chief and the branch secretary to take her away.

Lin Zhongqian ignored Qian Hong's inner thoughts, saw his son put the person down, and glanced at the mud-like young man on the ground before continuing.

"That's it, don't fight anymore, hand him over to the village chief and the branch secretary, and they will give us justice."

The village chief and the village party secretary finally heard that it was over, and the two of them recovered from the state of pointing out the country just now.

Turn your head to look this way.

Lin Zhan, the village party secretary, asked with a formulaic smile: "Brother Zhongqian, have you caught the hooligan who dares to be disrespectful to Yiyi?" ”

Lin Qiming, the village head, is also a distant cousin of Lin and Lin Zhongqian's generation.

Hearing General Lin's question, Lin Qiming smiled and said: "It's just such a thing, and I dare to think about my niece, it's really a yawning toad." ”

"Uncle Warlord, Uncle Qiming, I'll leave it to you here, and I hope that the comrades at the police station can give my sister justice."

Lin Qiming glanced at Lin Yiyi, who was intact: "......" That's it, they all beat people like this, what justice do you need?

Lin Zhanjiang and Lin Qiming made the same move: "......"

Means speechless.

But both of them nodded very face-savingly: "Okay, let's ask someone to send him to the police station." ”