"You...... You dare to hit me......" An Lianjing felt the hot pain on her face, and couldn't believe it for a while, looking at Ziyu sluggishly.

A voice kept coming to mind, how dare she hit me, how dare she hit me......

Ziyu's eyes were cold, and she said, look at it again, and make her pay the price of her eyes.

Just about to do it.

Jun Chen said: "Ziyu, go down." ”

Ziyu, who raised his hand and was about to stab down, paused, and said respectfully: "Yes, young master!" ”

The old man is still here, no matter how much he hates, he hates the house and Wu, after all, he is his own grandson.

If you can't make the old man sad, I won't let it.

A slap is reasonable, but it's not necessary to gouge out your eyeballs.

An Lianjing didn't know that he had just walked on the verge of losing his eyeballs, and stood up at this moment, pointed at Ziyu and roared: "Stinky frame, you stand with me!" ”

Swish!

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

An Lianjing, who was in the center of the storm, suddenly raised his chin, and at this moment, as if there was something, he tightened his neck.

It became difficult to breathe, and his whole face turned purple.

The eyeballs are bloodshot, bulging, and extraordinarily penetrating.

"Alright." Jun Chen's words were like bells, shaking away the strange atmosphere.

An Lianjing was relieved, and sat heavily on the sofa, rubbing his neck with his hands, and breathing in the fresh air with a big and greedy breath.

Jun Chen said lightly: "In my territory, pay attention to what you say, understand?" ”

While speaking, don't forget to glance at the old man.

The old man seemed to have just breathed a sigh of relief, relieved.

Jun Chen is right, no matter how much hatred he has, after all, blood is thicker than water, and he is his own grandson.

Ziyu looked at each other coldly, and the moment he turned his head, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

If Jun Chen hadn't spoken, An Lianjing would have died a long time ago.

An Chengling looked at his son's appearance and said with concern: "Lianjing, how are you?" You okay? ”

Not only him, but several people were concerned and asked.

An Lianjing seemed to be pinched by the throat, and the bodies of several of them couldn't move, as if something was pressing on their shoulders, and they couldn't do anything if they wanted to.

Only the eyeballs can move freely.

An Chengyun turned his head and scolded angrily: "Jun Chen, is this your way of hospitality?!" ”

"It's a thief to come uninvited, I don't think I invited you over." Jun Chen spoke indifferently.

Such an indifferent attitude.

aroused the anger of several people, and they wanted to go crazy, but reason has always taken over.

An Chengling's face was extremely ugly, because it was his son who was at the center of the storm just now, he took a deep breath and said, "Don't I even have the right to see the old man?!" ”

"I didn't say you can't see it, it's just that you can't step on the floor of my house, you know." Jun Chen is like a king who controls the power of life and death of the other party, and this is indeed the case.

If you want to kill them, you don't even have to do it yourself, a matter of words.

has its own killing hall to shoot.

The first thing that came to the minds of the An family was two words - domineering!

The old man knew Jun Chen's temper, and he really didn't want to see these unscrupulous descendants again, so he raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Why don't you hurry up and wait for dinner!" ”

It is for their own good.

Otherwise, saying a few words of rebellion is not just as simple as a slap, and your life should not be lost here, but it is absolutely possible to lie in the hospital for a while.

"Dad." An Chengling said with a dissatisfied expression: "Who is your relative, you have to be clear." ”

"You mean, I'm not grandpa's relative?" An Wudie couldn't help but speak coldly.

"I'm not the old man's daughter-in-law either?" Yang Liuqing agreed.

"Who are you talking about, I think that person knows better than I do." In this sentence, An Chengyun has the meaning of alluding to Jun Chen.

Sonorous!

Ziyu directly pulled out the soft sword, and the sword body was filled with an icy aura, cold as a needle, and seemed to pierce the skin of several people.

Shake it, and goosebumps fall to the ground.

At the same time the throat rolls, swallow a mouthful of saliva.

A few people did not dare to act rashly.

It's true to the old saying - don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin!

An Chengling calmed down and said, "Dad, I heard that you recently got a girlfriend?" ”

Jun Chen's faces changed slightly, before the old man confessed, they would not take the initiative to say it, even if the old man and Grandma Ye's actions were intimate.

They don't want to embarrass the old man before he takes the initiative to debunk it.

"Ziyu, drive people away!" Jun Chen said coldly.

Airplanes!

A sword groan.

The old man suddenly raised his hand and signaled Ziyu not to move for the time being, the latter glanced at Jun Chen, and when he saw the young master nodding, he took a step back and stopped moving.

The old man said calmly: "This is the real purpose of your coming." ”

An Chengling nodded, and said earnestly: "Dad, I didn't say you, you are not too young, how can you still be deceived by those little girls with evil intentions, they are seducing you!" ”

Little girl?

Jun Chen and An Wudie exchanged glances with a hint of puzzlement.

Yang Liuqing suddenly realized that when his family was on the phone last night, he didn't seem to say his age.

The old man frowned, "What little girl, where did you hear that?" ”

"Isn't it?" An Chengling asked rhetorically.

"You're a son, do you talk to your father like this?" Regardless of whether it is an oolong or not, at least Junchen's attitude towards An Chengling is very disliked.

That's the attitude of interrogation!

"You can't control my life." The old man didn't give An Chengling a chance to refute Jun Chen, and said calmly, "What I do is my business." ”

"Grandpa, don't you understand, people are fancy your money!" While saying this, An Lianhua also glanced at Jun Chen.

It's insinuating again!

Swish!

Bang!

A pebble flew in through the door.

An Chengkong followed Fang Ming and walked in quickly.

The stone was exactly what Fang Ming lost, and the face painted by An Lian in the middle, if it was two inches to the right, his eyes would explode.

"Ahh An Lianhua covered the broken hole and screamed.

The pain is still secondary, mainly to be scared.

An Chengkong's face was gloomy, and when An Chengling got up and was about to question, he kicked his foot angrily, and then punched the other party's face twice, as if he was still angry, and kicked two more times.

"Get out!"

"Are you crazy?!" An Chengyun asked loudly.

An Chengkong looked up at him, "Dad's business, you don't need to ask, get out!" ”

Seeing that there was no movement, Fang Ming walked over quickly, grabbed An Chengyun's collar, and threw it out of the door.

The three brothers were not spared, and even An Lianhua's ass was kicked hard.

An Chengling stood up slowly, as if he felt more imposing, and even had something to say.

But Fang Ming didn't give him a chance to speak, and his attitude of pretending to beep was very unpleasant.

Smack!

Open the bow left and right, and slap each one.

This time it's not a dump.

It's a throw.

Bang!

A dog eats and lies on the ground.

An Lianjing and An Lianfeng, who had been silent, helped him up.

"Let's go!" An Chengling swallowed this breath and left with a few people.