Diary of the life of a working wizard

Then a very strange scene appeared. The core figures of the six families, with their ferocious and sharp fangs exposed, surrounded the supreme duke in the family, and no one dared to show mercy. They all beat them with all their might. , seems eager to kick His Highness the Duke into the abyss of hell in advance.

"You guys go on, let's go for a walk." Xia Yunjie knew that the vampires' bodies were very powerful, probably comparable to the monsters recorded in his mind, or that the vampires were originally blood-sucking bat monsters, so he didn't worry about those people at all. Old Brad was beaten to death. After watching the group fight without interest for a while, he couldn't stand the rough behavior of these nobles and the smell of blood, so he stood up and said.

Feng Guoming hurriedly followed him. At this time, he admired this uncle to the extreme. He didn't know the background of Olivia's family before. After he was imprisoned by Olivia some time ago, he learned that Olivia was born into such a powerful family. But now, this extremely powerful family is being manipulated by the great uncle. He will live if he wants them to live, die if he wants them to die, and fight in groups if he wants them to. There is no trace of the elegance and elegance of the aristocracy. Arrogant, just like a clown.

Olivia glanced at her grandfather and the elders of the clan, and followed behind cautiously.

Olivia did not have any resentment in her heart towards this great-uncle who had so ravaged her grandfather and the elder Feng Guoming. On the contrary, in addition to fear from the depths of her soul, she was filled with gratitude.

Although it was already May, the nights in London were still a little damp and cold, and the sky was so gloomy that no stars could be seen.

"Call your dad. Although your dad hasn't dared to rush me or ask me these days, he is probably very anxious." After leaving the living room and looking up at the gloomy night sky, Xia Yunjie said to Feng Guoming said.

"Did my dad already know this?" Feng Guoming was shocked when he heard this.

"Humph, if I hadn't happened to have a meal with your dad a few days ago, and found some clues from his face, and deduced that you were in trouble, I'm afraid your dad and the others would never see you and their unborn child again. Grandson," Xia Yunjie said solemnly.

"It's all because Guoming was arrogant and didn't appreciate the gifts from his elders, which made his parents worry and bothered his uncle to work for Guoming." Feng Guoming hurriedly knelt down with guilt on his face after hearing this.

Upon seeing this, Olivia hurriedly followed suit and prepared to kneel down together.

"Okay, why are you kneeling with a big belly? If it weren't for the fact that you are sincere to Guo Ming and have the determination to follow Guo Ming, even if you have Guo Ming's child in your belly, I would not save your grandfather today. "Xia Yunjie waved his hand and stopped Olivia from kneeling down.

"Thank you, sir." Olivia said gratefully.

"We Chinese people believe that when you marry a chicken, you marry a dog, and you follow the dog. Since you and Guo Ming are actually married, and now you have a child, just call me uncle like Guo Ming." Xia Yunjie said.

After all, Olivia was a foreigner and could not understand the profoundness of Chinese characters. After hearing this, she changed her mouth and called "Uncle", while Feng Guoming was already excited and kowtowed: "Thank you, Uncle. Thank you, great uncle, for making it happen."

The Feng family is now a well-known family, and Feng Wenbo is an old Chinese medicine doctor, and his thinking is inevitably more traditional and conservative. Now that Feng Guoming has found a foreign girl, it doesn't matter. This foreign girl is actually a vampire, and this vampire almost caused him to lose his grandson and great-grandson. It is conceivable that the people in the Feng family will agree to Olivia's entry into the Feng family. Strange?

Xia Yunjie's words just now were meant for Olivia, rather than for Feng Guoming to reassure him.

"Get up and tell your father that he is safe first." Seeing Feng Guoming kowtow repeatedly, Xia Yunjie finally could no longer harden his heart and grimace, waved his hand and said, his voice became much softer.

Feng Guoming kowtowed again, then stood up, took the cell phone from Xia Yunjie, and then dialed his father Feng Zhengcheng.

Even though he was separated by the phone, Feng Guoming could still feel the excitement of his father, who had always been strict with him, when he received his call. He couldn't help but have wet eyes. He couldn't imagine that if his uncle hadn't come, he would have died quietly. , what a huge blow it would be to his father.

At this moment, he truly realized that his father's love for him was deeply hidden in his heart.

Feng Guoming talked to his father for a while, and then the call was transferred to Xia Yunjie. Xia Yunjie said a few words to Feng Zhengcheng and then hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yunjie did not go back to the living room immediately. Instead, he took a leisurely tour of the castle with Olivia leading the way.

After appreciating the scenery of the castle, Xia Yunjie's somewhat violent mood gradually calmed down. When he returned to the starting point and vaguely heard the chaotic and weak breathing in the living room, he was silent for a moment, and finally turned around and returned to the meeting room. living room.

Olivia, who was nervous along the way, couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when her great-uncle finally returned to the living room.

Although the vampire's physical body is strong, it cannot withstand a rough group beating for more than half an hour.

When Xia Yunjie and others returned to the living room, the scene was simply horrific. The old Duke, who was originally aloof and exuding nobility and elegance, was now curled up on the ground, covered in bruises and dying, as if he had just been raped by a group of tough men. Although the images of the core figures of the family who were beaten were a little better, they were not much better. All of them were covered in wounds because they were thrown by Xia Yunjie before, and now they beat the old Duke with all their strength. Not only did the original wounds crack more and more, but the wounds all over his body were also injured. His strength was also exhausted from beating the Duke violently. Nowadays, these nobles, who were once equally aloof and exuding nobility and elegance, are all panting now and don't even bother to lift a finger.

However, when they saw Xia Yunjie coming in, their eyes suddenly lit up with a hint of fear, and they hurriedly struggled to get up and punched and kicked the old Duke.

There is no other way, beating the Duke is to save the Duke! If you don't beat him to the satisfaction of this terrifying Chinese young man, how can you make him feel better? If he was in a bad mood, what chance would the Duke have of regaining his life?

"Okay," Xia Yunjie waved his hand without interest and said.

"It's okay, Your Excellency, I can still bear it." Seeing Xia Yunjie say "Okay," the Duke begged in a humble manner.

There is no way, God knows whether this young Chinese man is satisfied or not.

"Although I have a way to snatch you back from the door of hell, if you really step into hell, then there is nothing I can do." Xia Yunjie couldn't laugh or cry when he saw that the Duke who had been beaten to a state of disgrace was still begging to be beaten. said.

Could it be that being beaten can lead to addiction?

When Xia Yunjie said this, the Duke realized that the Chinese young man in front of him was satisfied. He hurriedly crawled to him and looked at him with a flattering look on his face, waiting for his rescue.

But his ravaged old face coupled with the fawning expression was simply the biggest test of Xia Yunjie's mental endurance. He was so disgusted that he just raised his foot and kicked the old Duke away, saying: "Get out of here." , come and see me again after you are clean.”

No, it still needs to be washed. The Duke was so depressed that he wailed in his heart, and then continued to wash with the help of the servant.