"You ......"

Gong Weiqian's fingers trembled, and his nose flickered, he really didn't expect Du Jun to be so straightforward, and he didn't expect that Du Jun would really break the steel knife.

He was angry, but Du Jun was even more angry.

After breaking the steel knife, Du Jun angrily threw the two severed steel knives directly on the wall of the small courtyard, and the tip of the knife went straight into the wall, leaving only one knife handle trembling outside.

Then one turned around and dragged the stunned Fourth Uncle Tong back to the hall, leaving these soldiers to watch their noses and noses in the wind, without saying a word.

How to send it?

Rush up and beat up this woman? Can you ever fight?

The answer is self-evident, people can even break a steel knife, and their small body may not be able to support a finger of others.

So, go forward and comfort the new chief?

After thinking about it, forget it, that guy's face is black as if he has been coated with ashes at the bottom of the pot, let's not be clumsy and can't say it clearly, no matter how good you do, you will have endless small shoes in the future.

But no matter how the soldiers were psychologically active, after revealing his hand, Du Jun left an extremely deep impression in their hearts.

Let's not mention kung fu and strength, just this temper is too right for appetite and fierce!

Not only stepped on the face of the new chief, but also rubbed his face under his feet.

This alone makes them admire.

"Lord Gong, you are new to the city, I don't know, our Song family lady is born with divine powers, and a few days ago she beat a few bastards on the street who are not long-eyed, you didn't see it at the time, the whip was flicked, tsk, there are not a few pieces of good meat left on the body."

After Du Jun led people into the hall, Li Zhutou jumped high and jumped to Gong Weiqian's side.

He never forgot the scene when Du Jun threatened him that day, and now that he has caught the opportunity, how can he let it go easily?

So, Master Du, you're done! You've offended someone you can't afford to mess with, and I'll see how you're going to die this time!

Unexpectedly, the development of things was completely beyond Li Zhutou's expectations.

Gong Weiqian was always stunned, "Then why don't you arrest her back?" And let her continue to be at large? ”

"Huh?"

Li Zhutou looked at the man facing him, dumbfounded.

The situation is not right, according to his thoughts, Gong Weiqian will always suffer this shame in public, even if he takes into account the inconvenience of his identity, at least he will walk away, how can he start to be embarrassed for himself?

"So it must have been those bastards who made a mistake that Master Du Zhuang had to teach a lesson, right?"

Gong Weiqian always reached out and patted Li Zhutou's shoulder, looking like "If you dare to say that I am wrong, I will clean you up".

"Yes, yes, it's all those bastards who don't have long eyes, who is not good to provoke, they actually dare to provoke the Song family's lady, and they deserve to be beaten, but Maxima also needs to be appreciated by Bole, Du Zhuang is jealous and hateful, and his skills are good, and his temper is naturally bigger, that is, Lord Gong's eyes are like torches, his heart is broad-minded, and he doesn't want to worry about her."

Li Zhutou had to nod his head and echo the MMP in his heart, and he went out in a basket of good words as if he didn't want money, and the depression in his heart can be imagined.

Gong Weiqian always laughed, gave Li Zhutou a look that counted him as acquaintance, and turned around and went back to the hall.

What a thing!

After the people left, Li Zhutou grabbed his hair irritably, sighed, and followed in.

Next, Du Jun suddenly found that this Wei Qian, surnamed Gong, had a surprisingly good attitude, and he could simply describe it as obedient to words, not only did he not talk about the scene that happened just now, but also took the initiative to mention how to deal with the mob that attacked last night, and even Du Jun did not shirk when he proposed to go to the nursery to save people, and directly ordered all the soldiers under him to be sent out.

What does he mean?

Or is this man a natural masochist, and he has to be colored by someone else to understand human speech?

Du Jun was suspicious, and his vigilance against this person was also raised above the cordon.

On the one hand, he entrusted him with a false snake and ordered the fourth uncle to gather the mob captured last night, and on the other hand, he sent a few uninjured guards to accompany these dozen soldiers to the nursery home.

After all, the nursery is the top priority today, and as for the handover of the manpower, Du Jun also kept an eye on it, and the two men who were obviously different from ordinary mobs were quietly retained.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and when he arrived at the nursery school, those inconspicuous-looking soldiers gave Du Jun a big surprise.

Standing up the wheel axle, down the rope, climbing up and down, the hands and feet are extremely flexible, and after a while, the people hiding at the bottom of the well are rescued one by one.

It's just that the children are frightened overnight, which makes the children more or less sluggish, and their eyes are timid.

"Dean Zhou, how are you, are you still dizzy? Is there anything you're still feeling unwell? Du Jun had been guarding the edge of the well, and when he saw Zhou Lao being carried out, he hurriedly squeezed over and asked.

"It's Xiaojun, I'm okay, I'm just bothering you, get some food for these children." Zhou Lao looked at the person and was also a little weak, lying on a stretcher, speaking intermittently and weakly, but the first thing that came to mind in his words was the adopted orphans beside him.

"Okay, okay, you can rest assured, things have been prepared for a long time, everyone has them, even the doctor is ready, don't worry, take care of yourself, they are still waiting for you."

After a few simple greetings, Du Jun waved his hand, and the two strong guys carried Zhou Lao to the inner courtyard.

"Master Du, you seem to be very familiar with these people?" I don't know when, Gong Weiqian also squeezed to Du Jun's side, and suddenly interjected and asked.

"Of course, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, besides, Xianggong admires Dean Zhou's personality very much, and does his best to send some gadgets over from time to time, and after a long time, feelings will naturally come out", Du Jun looked at the adult vigilantly, and echoed casually absentmindedly.

"Ling and his wife are really benevolent and righteous, and I admire them!" As he spoke, Master Gong arched his hand in a similar manner.

But the more this is the case, the more uneasy Du Jun is, you must be self-aware, she is a commoner, Song Jiang is just a concubine without any family support, although the other party's official position is not high, but he is also a serious official of the imperial court, she can't figure out why this person has two faces before and after, and even treats each other politely now.

If he couldn't figure it out, Du Jun wouldn't think about it anymore, and after a few words of reluctance, he said goodbye and planned to slip away.

Hearing this, the official surnamed Gong did not feel embarrassed anymore, but showed a smile that he thought was very kind, nodded and said: "Okay, in a few days, the official will bring the dog to visit, and I hope that the owner of Du Zhuang will not refuse." "Hundred Platings" The Ancient Life of the Last Woman Claw Book House The latest chapter is free to read for the first time.