Dugu Lianyi, who had been keeping his head down, quietly raised a little, glanced at it in disbelief, and felt that the scene in front of him was very magical.

Didn't this little prince just say two words, why did these people kneel?

The old general Dugu also widened his eyes, and even rubbed his face innocently, thinking that he had seen it wrong.

Nima, what's going on, this is.

Kneel in two words, this is something that even Zhen Guogong can't do!

What terrible thing did this kid do yesterday besides beating his grandson?

As for those who watched their kid kneel, they were all stupid, can they be a little more spineless?

Zhen Guogong's angry arm stopped there, and the whole picture seemed to freeze frame, which looked a little funny. Those bastards who rushed to the door with great flaunting power, regardless of their identity, wanted to give an explanation for themselves, and their cubs knelt on the ground in an uproar under the two words of their own little bastard.

This feeling......

Very good.

In the heart of Lord Zhenguo, there is a little darkness.

Seriously glanced at the boy who had been made of dough into noodles by himself, and a trace of deep meaning and satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and finally all turned into annoyance.

"It's too tight, it's too tight, you loosen it a little." Fenghua, who struggled twice, finally opened his eyes, looked at the black-faced old man who was carrying his collar, and pointed to his neck, it was still uncomfortable to be carried like this. Glancing at this Lord Zhenguo with a rather resentful gaze, you can clearly solve it easily, why don't you let her sleep well?

However, in front of this black face, Fenghua swallowed all the words into his stomach.

"Oh, okay." Zhen Guogong looked at his hand, and then looked at the neck that he could break with a handful, and felt that his strength was too great, after all, this kid has no fighting spirit, and it would be bad if he accidentally strangled him. A pair of tiger eyes widened, and only after finding that there were no red marks on Fenghua's neck did he breathe a sigh of relief, and then he felt that something was wrong, he was ready to ask the teacher, what was this stinky boy who was nervous about looking for trouble?

"You drink tea, drink tea." Seeing that the cheap grandfather's face was about to change again, Fenghua directly poured a cup of tea and sent it to the cheap grandfather's mouth.

"Poof......" Lord Zhenguo enjoyed being served tea very much, but he was burned by a mouthful of hot tea without checking, and he couldn't stick out his tongue like a beast child, so he had to look at Fenghua with a heart, but he couldn't say anything for a while.

Glancing around, he jumped directly to the table and sat down, looked at the group of people below, poured himself a cup of tea, blew it carefully, and the voice of ridicule came out, faint but extremely hurtful, "Kneel very smoothly." ”

"You ......" was stimulated by this nightmare-like sound, and the kneeling teenagers couldn't help but feel angry and blood surging straight to their faces, their bruises and purple faces were extremely wonderful, and they wanted to stand up and argue, but because they knelt for too long last night, their knees hurt and fell to the ground again.

"How am I?" Smiled and took a sip of tea, Zhen Guogong sent a scene that could not be seen directly, on the teacup after this kid drank water, a circle of white powder was printed, and his face was black, how much rouge gouache did this kid pour on his body, and he didn't even let go of his mouth!