Chapter 831 Trump Card

“Mr. Feng, are you really looking at me like this?”

Jiang Xiaoxiao took out a medicine bottle.

Hao Zhigang will definitely suffer a big loss, and he can't just watch and ignore it.

 One person versus forty?

 She doesn’t have that ability.

  Naturally we can only borrow strength.

 Mr. Feng glanced at the medicine bottle in her hand, "There are rules for what one does. We don't care about the mess, and it's not our turn to take care of it."

 This is determined not to care.

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew that no one would believe it if he told it on his own.

Stand up and walk to Hao Zhigang.

Faced with forty people looking at them eagerly, "Wait a minute, can you not hit them?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao signaled, and Fatty Zhang smiled obscenely.

This woman is much prettier than Hao Zhigang's girl. I have long coveted it. This is an opportunity.

 Smiling with a lustful look on his face.

“Yes, little ladies, if this guy doesn’t call you aunt, let’s talk about it. Let’s talk about it in depth. I’m happy when we talk, so naturally I won’t do anything to him!”

Jiang Xiaoxiao lowered his eyes. He dared to talk nonsense to anyone and missed Comrade Lao Song.

If Comrade Lao Song was here, Fatty Zhang's chin would have been removed!

At this moment, an afterimage flew in front of Fatty Zhang. Without seeing anything clearly, he heard the sound of two slaps, and then Fatty Zhang's jaw was removed.

He stared at a ten-year-old girl in stunned silence, clapped his hands, and walked up to Jiang Xiaoxiao.

The face is well-behaved, and the one who smiles is innocent and harmless.

 “Yanyan, why are you here?”

Jiang Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice, his eyes barely moving. Didn't he agree that Song Ziyan would honestly protect her sister and her family members at home?

 She couldn't even guard against this child's uncanny ability.

Jiang Xiaoxin was full of complaints.

 Her youngest daughter is the most attached to her and likes to be with her. Where is that little, soft, cute and adorable daughter?

“Mom, he has a dirty mouth. I’m teaching her a lesson for my father. If my father were here, it wouldn’t be that his jaw was removed. It’s probably not sure if his tongue is still there.”

  Answered confidently, holding Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand with her white and tender little hands, clasping their fingers together, and finally able to follow her mother openly.

 She has been feeling depressed recently.

It’s not a good feeling to be able to only feel your mother but not be able to do anything.

 How dare you bully her mother? She wants to die!

 Zhang Fatty opened his mouth to say something, but the most he could say was "Ah!"

Forty people behind him hurried up, but no one knew how to catch his chin.

Fatty Zhang pointed angrily at Jiang Xiaoxiao and the three of them and made a gesture.

 Forty people surrounded him.

Hao Zhigang was so frightened that he hurriedly ran behind Song Ziyan, right!

 Hide behind Song Ziyan in a hopeless manner.

"Auntie, who is this? So powerful! Auntie, if you have any back-ups that you haven't come up with, call out all your bodyguards! This is a time of life and death. If you don't come up with those trump cards, the three of us will I’ll tell you the truth here.”

Jiang Xiaoxiao was happy, and Hao Zhigang thought he was the boss, and he was ready to hug him.

No wonder he is working toward death.

 “This is my daughter Yanyan, I have no other cards.”

 Waiting to be beaten by a group.

Hao Zhigang said anxiously, "It's impossible, aunt, don't play with me. I know you must be a serious and important person. My great-grandmother said that the person who rescued her before had a very powerful family background, so you can't come alone."

Who are you lying to?

Jiang Xiaoxiao was speechless, and the old lady’s handwriting was included in the co-authorship.

 Old man, is this appropriate for you?

Song Ziyan waved her hand, and five people appeared.

 That's why she came here, to provide bodyguards for her own mother.

 This is sent by Jin Dachuan.

It is also a team that Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao started to cultivate when something happened to the Mu family.

These people were personally screened by Song Moting, and they were all mercenaries who were rescued from death.

 Later followed Song Moting.

Although it was said that a small team was trained to protect Jiang, it was a pity that it had not been used for so many years.

 It’s finally put to use now.

Hao Zhigang saw five at a time?

He is not the kind of tall and powerful man that he imagined, who can break mountains and rubble with one punch. Instead, he looks like an ordinary person, and it is impossible to pay attention to him if he is thrown into a crowd.

 What can such a person do?

“Auntie, just five? Where are the others? They have forty, but we only have five. That won’t work!”

The power of numbers is no joke, Hao Zhigang didn't want to really get beaten.

"Now I know I'm afraid. What did you do? You are the first when it comes to trouble. Stand aside and watch honestly. If the five of them can't stand it, then you are ready to be beaten. I guess you don't want to take a good look at your face. To see people.

 Have you figured out how to explain it to the old lady when you go back? "

Jiang Xiaoxiao was angry and happy.

 Hao Zhigang really has the ability to make a fool of himself.

 Song Ziyan held her mother, satisfied, finally being with her mother again.

 Actually, she could take care of them all by herself, but obviously her mother wouldn't let her.

  Hey, my mother still doesn’t understand herself.

She was probably worried that she would get hurt, and she was also worried that her mother would have a bad impression of her, otherwise she would definitely not let these uncles show up so easily.

 My heart is full of warmth, her mother is so kind to her.

When she looked up, she saw Jiang Xiaoxiao's serious face, and she lowered her head with a guilty conscience. She knew her mother must be angry.

 It’s over.

 The eldest brother, second brother, and sisters are not here, what should I do?

 Wash your **** and wait for the bamboo shoots to fry the meat?

 Hey, if you let this be your mother, just beat her.

Probably Jiang Xiaoxiao is the only person who can beat himself to pieces.

 Just to make her happy.

 Just fight!

Anyway, after the fight, Jiang Xiaoxiao was the one who was sad and sad.

 The little boy was thinking secretly in his mind.

 The fighting has begun here.

Jiang Xiaoxiao pulled Song Ziyan to stand in the back, but Hao Zhigang was still able to block in front of them.

“Sister, I am your eldest brother, I call you mom and aunt, we are a family, you have to protect me for a while.”

 Hand not forgetting to get close to Song Ziyan.

 Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he saw forty people in front of him fall down.

 No one was hurt. Song Ziyan didn't want to cause trouble, so she naturally told them not to hurt anyone unless it was extremely dangerous.

These people just had their left and right arms removed.

The five people walked quietly behind Jiang Xiaoxiao. Although the five of them didn't say anything, the people around them suddenly saw the five of them as imposing.

 This is what I call a low-key master.

Especially Hao Zhigang is a person of worship.

“Five brothers, thank you for your hard work. I’ll bring you something to eat later.”

 Five of them didn't even look at him.

Fatty Zhang was so frightened that he wet his pants.

 Who did he offend?

  Isn’t it said that the Hao family is in decline? Who is this woman now?

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked up to Fatty Zhang, and Song Ziyan quickly closed her chin.

Fatty Zhang was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

"What are you going to do? Sister, please forgive me! I was just joking with Mr. Hao. I really didn't want to do anything to you? Really, look at me, I'm a loser. How could I do anything to you guys?"

At this time, what kind of character does Fatty Zhang have? He is just a weakling.

 (End of this chapter)

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