It's just that her words are relatively lacking, and the more she scolds, the more angry she becomes, and the more she scolds, the more tears surging.

Fan Ziming, who was about to leave with Mo Chengcheng, saw Mo Chengcheng crying like a tearful man, his eyes immediately turned red, like an angry lion, he stood up, blocked Mo Chengcheng, and began to spray with the audience.

He Fan Ziming has been very good-mouthed since he was a child, and he is not as tactical as Mo Chengcheng, so he grabbed one of them and scolded him fiercely, until he scolded the other party to the point that he had nothing to scold, and then changed to another target.

What was supposed to be a good connoisseurship suddenly turned into a saliva spray.

Wang Yong stood on the stage and didn't say anything to stop it, the guests who can come to Drunken Flower Island are not simple, although Mo Chengcheng doesn't know what the origin is, but the people who can be with Fan Ziming, the son of the war commander, are not general.

Whoever he helps will offend people, since everyone is a relative of the emperor, let them play freely, and if something happens, whoever has a great background will be able to walk sideways in the future.

"Fan Ziming, you are a waste, you dare to stand here blind Bibi?!" Just when Fan Ziming was so powerful that a group of people were about to die down, a bitter and mean words suddenly came out from the reunion in North Point.

Since the son of the warlord said that he wanted to make the first bird, the other guests waited and waited for the change.

After Fan Ziming heard the voice over there, his face suddenly sank, and his chest felt as if someone had punched him, uncomfortable.

He...... It is indeed a waste, his cultivation talent is very poor, and now he is seventeen years old, and he has just stepped into the rank of a war general, and this is still a level that his father frantically threw down countless resources in exchange.

It is conceivable how wasted his talent is, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most wasted son of the war commander in Quan Dongze, and he is also his father's closest bloodline.

If it weren't for the fact that his Fan Ziming's father was a pet maniac, then he Fan Ziming would have been unable to bear the strange eyes of other people and would have committed suicide into the lake.

Waste!

This is the word that can stimulate Fan Ziming the most, and only those who are familiar with Fan Ziming can know how hard this word can hit Fan Ziming.

So he only said one sentence over there, and it hit the most vulnerable place in Fan Ziming's heart, making him wilt his head in an instant from a high-spirited rooster.

Yiyang walked over from the North Point with the other sons of the War Commanders, looked at Fan Ziming with disdain, and continued: "What's the matter? Fan Dashao, weren't you very good at scolding just now, why don't you scold now?!"

"Yiyang!!" Fan Ziming clenched his fists tightly, stared at Yiyang with a slight tremble, and took a step back in fear.

Yiyang and Fan Ziming had a good relationship when they were very young, after all, their fathers were adjacent to each other and often came and went together.

But later, after Fan Ziming showed an extremely poor cultivation talent, Yiyang didn't know when to alienate him.

Later, during the group banquet, when a group of sons of Zhan Tong played with each other, Yiyang often took pleasure in exposing his strange difference in cultivation talent, and then took the opportunity to collectively ridicule Fan Ziming and integrated into the small circle of other sons of Zhan Tong.

I don't know...... I don't know when, the playmates who used to play with bare butts and mud together gradually drifted apart, and finally became enemies.

So every time he sees Yiyang, Fan Ziming will be afraid.

Yiyang ignored Fan Ziming, but stared at Mo Chengcheng behind Fan Ziming with disdain, laughed cruelly, and said loudly with a fun attitude: "Hey, hey, you shouldn't know, why is this Fan Ziming Fan Dashao in front of me not famous in the circle of the son of the war commander?!"

The other spectators were all surprised.

"Yiyang, don't say it!" Fan Ziming clenched his fists tightly and bowed his head slightly pleading in a soft tone.

"Hahaha, because, our Fan Ziming Fan Dashao is a complete cultivation waste, his war commander father has spent seventeen years of resources, and he has just been promoted to the rank of general, it's really too wasteful, hahaha!"

Yiyang laughed exaggeratedly with his hands on his stomach, and several sons of the war commanders behind him also sneered with disdain.

"Reaching the rank of war general at the age of seventeen is not too bad, but if the premise is that he is the son of a war commander and uses a lot of resources, it is indeed too bad!"

"It's a waste, okay, it's because I didn't have resources to use when I was a child, so I can only stop fighting the king rank now!"

"What a waste of resources, who makes the family have a good father!"

"Good dad is a fart, isn't this still a waste!"

The scene was in an uproar, with a lot of discussion and ridicule.

Fan Ziming bent his back in frustration, endured the humiliation, and didn't defend anything, just turned to look at Mo Chengcheng, smiled gently, and said, "Let's go back." ”

"Hmm!" Mo Chengcheng was stunned, and after glancing at Fan Ziming's bloodshot eyes, he suddenly rushed towards Yiyang without any worries.

Just like back then, when Fan Ziming was stripped naked and ridiculed by Yiyang and others, she suddenly rushed over, kicked Yiyang's crotch, and then turned around and dragged Fan Ziming to escape.

Now, in full view of the audience, she jumped up halfway, aimed at the crotch of Yiyang, who was laughing wildly, and stomped hard.

Ah~ahah!!

Yiyang didn't expect Mo Chengcheng to suddenly kick out, he didn't have any defense, his face suddenly turned like a pig's liver, he let out an extremely miserable scream, his legs clamped his crotch, and he knelt on the ground in pain*.

It took a long time for the audience to react, and then there was a wave of laughter.

Fan Ziming's brain was still a little short-circuited, and he felt that this scene was a bit familiar, and before he could react, he was grabbed by Mo Chengcheng and ran towards the outside of the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

"Let's go, you, stupid?!" Mo Chengcheng dragged Fan Ziming and panted.

Fan Ziming looked at Mo Chengcheng's side face, and finally understood why someone bullied Mo Chengcheng, he was such a waste guy, and he dared to go up and fight for his life with others!

Yes...... Because Mo Chengcheng has always been his eldest sister Fan Ziming since he was a child.

It is the duty of the younger brother to protect the eldest sister's head!

But now it is different from the situation when he was a child, that is, Yiyang's strength is enough to have a fifth-order battle hero, while he only has the strength of a general, and Mo Chengcheng only has the strength of a third-order battle hero.

Yiyang Egg, the pain lasted for a short time, and then he raised his hideous ghost-like face.

Thinking that he Yiyang is the most talented of the seven sons of the owner of Baopen Island, from birth to the present, he has always been the focus of everyone's attention, no matter where he goes, others will give him a thin face.

He is always the only one who bullies others, and no one else can bully him!

"To Lao Tzu - death!!"

Yiyang roared angrily, the soles of his feet stomped the ground, and the whole person swooped down like a hungry wolf, his vitality was rolling and tumbling, and his big hand directly pressed down on Fan Ziming, who was taking a slow step.