The old lady looked down, and sure enough, a brick was warped, and the old lady couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, it was Song Ling who stumbled, if it were him, I was afraid that he would be dead!

People are like this, the older they get, the more afraid they are of death.

When Song Zhirou heard this, the expression on her face instantly froze, and when she looked down, sure enough, there was a brick up.

How could this Song Ling be so lucky?

"Which minion is in charge, pull out the rod and slam it for thirty!" the old lady slammed the table.

Song Ling sneered when he heard this.

Thirty boards, that's enough to make people waste for the rest of their lives.

Sure enough, people who like to worship the Buddha may not have the heart of a bodhisattva.

At this moment, a slave immediately knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy: "The old lady spares her life, the slave really didn't pay attention, the old lady spares her life!"

The sound of kowtowing sounded, and in an instant, blood was imprinted on the bluestone slab, and the minion's forehead was even more bloodstained.

"Pull down, hit!" said the old lady with an indifferent face, as if she could not see the blood stains on the ground.

When Song Zhirou saw this scene, she was afraid for a while, if her small actions just now were discovered, wouldn't it end like this?

Outside there were screams and the sound of boards, and the birds in the trees fled in all directions.

Song Ling looked at this scene expressionlessly, the law of the jungle is the way of survival in itself.

The sound of the board became heavier and heavier, but the screaming stopped abruptly, and after a while, even the sound of the board was gone.

"Okay, you've all said goodbye today, so go back. The old lady waved her hand, the expression on her face still cold.

When Song Ling heard this, he immediately nodded and turned to leave.

Wait until the slave is done fighting before letting everyone leave, doesn't the old lady just want to warn them that she is the most powerful in the General's Mansion?

Awesome is powerful, but ruthless, also quite ruthless!

"Sister, what's going on? It stands to reason that you shouldn't be such a careless person. Song Jing caught up with Song Ling and asked.

"Big brother, isn't it all because of that brick?" Song Ling smiled.

When Song Guo heard this, he was a little angry and wanted to laugh, and then said helplessly: "Sister, I deliberately warped that brick, otherwise how can I excuse you, you can tell the eldest brother, what's going on." ”

When Song Ling heard this, he was not surprised, but had a feeling that he had known it for a long time.

"Ah Mei, just tell the eldest brother to satisfy the eldest brother's curiosity?" Song Jing said around Song Ling's unremitting soft grinding and hard soaking.

Obviously, there is something wrong with this time, and it is impossible for Song Guo not to know what to do.

Song Ling was annoyed by the chatter, and was about to tell Song about the situation, when suddenly at this moment, Song Zhirou's voice sounded from behind him: "Sister, please stay." ”

Song Guan looked behind him, and when he saw that it was Song Zhirou, he couldn't help frowning.

I'm all burned and jumping around, it's really good spirits.

"Big brother, you go back first. Song Ling said.

"You're not going to cause trouble again, are you?" Song was a little worried.

Song Ling's character, Song Ling's situation can be regarded as clear, and he is not afraid of things and dares to cause trouble.

"No, she's not worthy, you go back first. Song Ling spoke again.

Seeing that Song Ling was so determined, Song Jing had no choice but to nod and turn around and leave.

When he reached the corner, Song ran behind the bushes with a sudden smoke, and looked at Song Ling and Song Zhirou not far away cautiously.

"Did you tell me something? I'll go back if it's okay, you have to pay attention to the scar on your hand, otherwise you will leave a scar, tsk, I guess the Night Lord won't like it." ”

Song Ling sighed, the mockery in his eyes was self-evident.

When Song Zhirou heard this, her face instantly turned ugly, "Song Ling, what do you mean by this? Also, did you deliberately splash me today?"

Song Zhirou saw that Song Guo was not here, and she didn't bother to pretend.

Since Song Ling is shameless, he is not afraid of tearing his face.

She didn't believe that Song Ling could still do anything to herself.

Song Ling watched Song Zhirou finally have a showdown, and his heart was refreshed, and he finally didn't need to see the stench face.

Immediately, Song Ling didn't beat around the bush, and said bluntly: "People are doing it, the sky is watching, Song Zhirou, you are restless, then I don't have to be so peaceful." ”

"What do you mean?" Song Zhirou heard this, and her face instantly turned ugly, could it be that Song Ling found out?

No, if Song Ling found out, then why didn't she say it?

Is it to deliberately splash himself with tea? Sure enough, this slut did it on purpose!

Song Ling didn't answer, but looked Song Zhirou up and down, and said, "Sister, your figure is comparable to that of the girls in the Drunken Immortal Residence, but the scheming is too tender." ”

When Song Zhirou heard this, her chest rose and fell one after another.

Song Ling, a slut, actually compared himself to the girl in the Drunken Immortal Residence, which was simply humiliating himself.

Song Zhirou raised her hand and was about to fan Song Ling's face.

Song Ling sneered, and slapped Song Zhirou's face directly, with a crisp sound of "pop", Song Zhirou's long hair fell out, and five fingers appeared on her face, which showed how much strength Song Ling used.

The maids on the side held their breath and looked at the scene in front of them in dismay.

Even Song Jing, who was not far away, couldn't help but tremble.

"Ahh Song Zhirou's face was hot, she gritted her teeth, and raised her hand to fight back.

However, where is Song Zhirou Song Ling's opponent?

"What's wrong with beating you?" Song Ling said coldly, as soon as the words fell, "Bang Bang!" rang three times in a row, and Song Ling directly slapped him three times, fast, accurate and ruthless.

Song Zhirou was beaten and collapsed on the spot, her eyes were full of fear for Song Ling, how could Song Ling be like this?

"Ahh

The surrounding maids turned pale, and no one dared to step forward.

Needless to say, Song Zhirou can also feel that her face must be swollen like a pig's head.

Song Ling sneered, shook his hand, and suddenly came to Song Zhirou's ear with luck under his feet: "Song Zhirou, don't mess with me, otherwise you will have a good look!"

Now that he has torn his face, Song Ling is not afraid of anything.

After speaking, Song Ling sneered and turned to leave.

Song Zhirou only felt that her feet were soft, and she almost fell, but the maid behind her subconsciously supported Song Zhirou.

"Ahh

"I'm sorry Miss, but the slave knows that she is wrong. The maid's tears swirled in pain, and she begged for mercy again and again.

Song Zhirou kicked a few times, and she was even more angry in her heart, she didn't expect Song Ling to bully herself, even if she was a maid, she would bully herself!