Chapter Two Thousand and Forty You Will Never Be Able to Overtake Your Father!
Rain.
The violent aura on Yi Sa's body came out wantonly, and his dark jade-like pure eyes coldly locked the child who was as small as a lone wolf in the rain.
Xiao Yechen tilted his head, transparent water droplets flowed down his cheeks, looking like tears, and his dark eyes were like black stones soaked in water, staring at Yi Sa fiercely, revealing a cold aura.
A sneer flashed at the corner of Yi Sa's lips, he liked this look!
When he was a child, he used to see it often on Qi Ye's face.
Worthy of father and son!
However, Xiao Yechen is too far behind Qi Ye's miserable big demon.
He paced in front of Xiao Yechen, his eyes were like substance, and the four-year-old child was completely shrouded in a dark aura.
"Without your father's protection, there are so many people in this world, and with a move of your fingers, you can be easily pinched to death!" He looked down at Xiao Yechen, his eyes full of mockery.
Xiao Yechen was shocked by such a powerful dark aura, and he did not show a timid expression, he raised his delicate chin, his dark eyes, and he was sharp and unruly.
A fist landed on his cheek, Xiao Yechen's whole body "snapped" and fell to the ground, his face was against the cold ground, and he instantly turned blue.
Xiao Yechen raised his head, and with a "phew", he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his red lips were stained with blood, delicate and beautiful.
He raised his head and stared at the man standing in front of him, vicious, like a beast cub that was getting more and more frustrated.
The shadow stood aside and didn't intervene.
He could see that Yi Sa deliberately controlled his strength, and Xiao Yechen would be in pain, but it would not leave any sequelae.
Yisa's wife and children have an accident, and there are a lot of fires held back for a while, and it is obviously impossible for the culprit not to pay a price.
If the object is not Xiao Yechen, if it is someone else, it is strange that Yi Sa does not dismantle him quickly.
A sneer flashed at the corner of Yi Sa's beautiful lips, he squatted down, a slender finger like a lily, picked up Xiao Yechen's chin, and looked deeply into his eyes: "You are such a cowardly little chick, you will never be able to surpass your father, you can only rely on his protection to live in this life!" ”
He threw Xiao Yechen out, and the child's small body rolled in the waterhole a few times, extremely embarrassed.
Xiao Yechen was lying on the ground, his black hair wet by the rain sticking to his white cheeks, his eyes staring at the ground and his hands creaking.
The shadow couldn't bear it, and turned his head to glance in other directions.
"I'll overtake him!" Xiao Yechen raised his head, his immature voice revealed hysterical anger and unwillingness, and his eyes were darker than the sky this night: "I will definitely defeat him!" ”
He can endure anything, but his innate pride and dignity cannot be stepped on by anyone.
Yi Sa really knows how to step on people's pain.
He beat Xiao Yechen hard, and it didn't hurt him as much as this sentence.
Perangordo said he would never be able to surpass his father.
But there was a follow-up to that sentence, and if he really surpassed his father, his mother would cry to death.
He didn't care if she would cry to death......
Xiao Yechen's black eyes stared at Yi Sa awe-inspiringly, with a childish face and a ruthless force.
Yi Sa walked over with the graceful steps of a noble son, and sneered sarcastically: "Just the way you are now? A coward who only locks himself in his room all day long, self-pity and self-abandonment, and is bent on escaping, still wants to surpass him?