"Stinky boy, you're new here, do you know who we are?" Jiang Qiwen echoed with a strange yin and yang aura.

The two brothers, who were still arguing to the death, now unanimously pointed the finger at Jing Ge, who was innocently lying on the gun.

Jing Ge's eyes were cold, and he calmly hooked up the fallen stool on the ground with one foot and sat down.

If she's not mistaken, this is her room, right?

Hehe, do the wicked sue first?

"The young master of Shuangyang City, no one knows who doesn't know. The sarcasm at the corners of Jing Ge's lips gradually deepened.

"Hmph, even if you still know each other. "Jiang Qiwu and Jiang Qiwen, although they deliberately made long hair and short hair, and distinguished between white and black, their personalities were almost the same.

"What are you talking nonsense about him, dare to lecture us brothers, and beat him so much that he doesn't even know his mother. Jiang Qiwen shouted and rushed over first.

A fist was aimed at Jing Ge's face and smashed over.

Jing Ge tilted her head and dodged her fist, and the fist wind blew the broken hair on the side of her sideburns.

"Stinky boy, you have a good reaction speed, you have two brushes. As Jiang Qiwen spoke, another fist followed.

The fist is hunting.

Jing Ge raised his hand to block the corner of his forehead and stopped Jiang Qiwen's fist.

"Are you bullying people?" Jing Ge said expressionlessly.

"What if it's bullying you?" Jiang Qiwen withdrew his fist, and instantly hit Jing Ge's head again.

Jing Ge just wanted to dodge.

"Alas, who hit me. Jiang Qiwen suddenly withdrew his fist and cried out while covering the back of his head.

He turned his head angrily, but only saw Jiang Qiwu behind him.

Suddenly angry: "Jiang Qiwu, are you plotting against me?"

Jiang Qiwu said angrily: "Who the hell is full and has nothing to do to plot against you, it was the sword that hit you." ”

Jiang Qiwen followed Jiang Qiwu's gesture and looked over, but before he could see clearly, a black shadow pressed over.

"Bang. "The door of the head was hit hard.

It hurt so much that tears were about to burst out.

"Dada......" The Frost Sword took advantage of Jiang Qiwen's daze to frantically shake the hilt of the sword and knock on Jiang Qiwen's head.

Jiang Qiwen's head quickly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hahahaha......" Jiang Qiwu suddenly laughed: "Jiang Qiwen, you deserve it." ”

Jiang Qiwen was annoyed, and his hand grabbed to try to control the frost.

However, Frost was unusually nimble, leaping swiftly before his hand could get closer, flying out of arm's reach.

Jiang Qiwen was furious, roaring and rushing towards the Frost Sword.

The frost was fast and slow, deliberately teasing him, making Jiang Qiwen think that he could catch it and pounce on it, and then quickly leaving a safe distance.

Jing Ge sat on the stool, looking at the frost that was playing well, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

It's rare for Frost to be so happy.

These two people are still somewhat useful.

Just when Jing Ge was thinking about something, Jiang Qiwu suddenly rushed over.

I don't know when there was a round stool in my hand, and I smashed my head and face towards Jing Ge's head.

Jing Ge turned his back to Jiang Qiwu, his body did not move, and when Jiang Qiwu's stool smashed over, his left elbow moved quickly, and he hit it back, instantly shattering the stool in Jiang Qiwu's hand.

The broken stool leg scratched Jiang Qiwu's wrist.

Looking at the blood dripping to the ground, Jiang Qiwu became angry.

Vicious.

"Stinky boy, you are so bold, you dare to hurt me? Lao Tzu lives so big, no one has ever dared to disrespect Lao Tzu!"

Jiang Qiwu tore his clothes casually and made a simple bandage on his bleeding wrist.

The other intact fist clenched and gurgled.

Looking at Jing Ge's expression, his expression became more and more fierce.