Tiger son-in-law

The wind was frightened and turned pale. He saw Jiang Xiaobai coming towards him.

"You dare!"

Feng Yang roared. If he was slapped in the face, where would he put his young master's name and the glory from the family.

Look, young master Liu Lin, who is about to break his mouth and want to tear Jiang Xiaobai to pieces, knows.

"I dare not. You want to kill me. Do you think I will be afraid?" Jiang Xiaobai looked at the wind and looked full of mockery.

If a murderer is always killed, will he still think he is afraid? This is a little ridiculous.

Feng Yang's face was very angry, and then the whole person suddenly burst up and rushed frantically to Jiang Xiaobai to fight back.

However, in the face of absolute strength, everything is floating clouds.

"Bang!"

With a hard kick, Feng Yang fell directly to the ground. The huge pain made him take a breath of air conditioning.

"I won't admit defeat!"

Feng Yang looked at Jiang Xiaobai angrily, and the whole person rushed to him again.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled faintly. The poor people must be hateful. They looked very miserable. They just wanted to kill themselves and stand in their current position.

If they were yelling at themselves now, they might not be more kind.

"Pa pa pa..."

Another slap in the face, slap after slap.

"I will let you remember that offending me is the biggest mistake of your life." Jiang Xiaobai has a loud voice and a smile.

"Bang!"

A figure suddenly fell out of a room and looked particularly embarrassed. The three inside are still shooting, and there are only one shadow after another.

"Stop!"

A roar came from the man who came out.

Jiang Xiaobai looked up and saw that it was style.

I saw the style at the moment and looked at Jiang Xiaobai ferociously because he was slapping his son in the face.

This is intolerable. The style disappears in place in an instant.

"No!"

Jiang Xiaobai was shocked. He could feel the terrible style.

Jiang Xiaobai, who wants to dodge, has felt a terrible force invading his body.

"Bang!"

For a moment, Jiang Xiaobai was thrown far away.

"How strong!"

The feeling of being hit on the ground is really unpleasant. Jiang Xiaobai quickly got up and stepped back a few meters. The style in front of him is too strong.

I see the style at the moment, holding the wind that is about to be knocked out.

"Child, my child! Don't be sad and don't feel inferior. I'll let the boy kneel down for you and repent..."

Said, the style looks like a face of remorse and regret.

I'm afraid he's just regretting why he didn't protect his son.

Jiang Xiaobai listened to this and felt helpless for a while. These guys just like to protect their weaknesses. They don't ask for anything, but their son is like this. I should be no better.

Looking at master Lin again, he calmed down and stared at him seriously.

"What am I doing? Are you wondering why your mouth was not beaten into pig Bajie just now?" Jiang Xiaobai laughed loudly at the young master Lin.

Young master Lin looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a gloomy face, but he had no way.

Jiang Xiaobai is too strong. With his terrible strength, he can't win at all, not to mention that he has been seriously injured, and he is not Jiang Xiaobai's opponent.

"Jiang Xiaobai, right? I'll make you kneel down, kowtow, admit your mistake and die!"

At this time, the style put his son down slowly and the whole person stood up.

At the moment, the wind is blowing. He has been beaten. He is dizzy and has no strength. The whole person is half dead.

I have to say that Jiang Xiaobai was a little cruel.

Looking at the style, Jiang Xiaobai said casually, "Oh, it's OK to play the small one to the old one. I like you shameless most."

The basic meaning is to bully the small with the big.

Style hearing Jiang Xiaobai's words, his face was just more gloomy, "sharp mouthed wild boy, you're not qualified to speak. Get over here!"

For a moment, he shot wildly, and his figure was almost to the extreme.

Jiang Xiaobai was surprised. This style is too strong. Although he doesn't care on the surface, he has great pressure in his heart!

"Bang!"

"Click, click..."

In an instant, Jiang Xiaobai felt that his ribs were broken.

"Really stepping on a horse is not a man!"

Jiang Xiaobai was shocked. The whole man raised his speed and avoided directly. He didn't dare to prove that he collided.

"Ignorant child, I will let you know how humble you are. Repent!" the style is like a judge, which brings great pressure to Jiang Xiaobai.

However, all this comes from the suppression of strength.

For Jiang Xiaobai, it doesn't seem to have a special impact.

"Boom!"

At this time, the battle in the room seemed to escalate and fight more fiercely.

"Tang Dingjun, don't struggle, you must die today!" Lin Heng's voice came out.

"Hahaha, you Lin family are really persistent, but I won't say what I can do!" Tang Dingjun's laughter shook the whole yard.

Jiang Xiaobai and his style are slightly sideways. Tang Dingjun is really arrogant.

"What kind of teammates there are, there are people!"

Style, eyes sharp looking at Jiang Xiaobai, Tang Dingjun and Jiang Xiaobai. There are indeed too many similarities in their personalities, which is arrogance.

"Boy, you really deserve to die. From today on, there will be no Jiang Xiaobai in Zhonghai." the style looks at Jiang Xiaobai with killing intention in his eyes.

Beating his son is absolutely unforgivable.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the style with contempt, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

"You are such a ridiculous person. I don't know how many people have said this to me."

Style looking at Jiang Xiaobai, his eyes are full of killing intention, and he is still arrogant, even if Jiang Xiaobai is already very embarrassed.

Style finish, the body has disappeared in place.

"Hoo..."

Jiang Xiaobai was slightly surprised, because the style disappeared, and he didn't notice it at all.

"Isn't it arrogant, boy?"

A voice sounded, a voice of style.

Jiang Xiaobai was shocked. His style is really too strong!

Moving at a high speed, Jiang Xiaobai wants to avoid the pursuit of secret style.

"Want to run, boy." the voice of style came again.

For this, Jiang Xiaobai was surprised.

Because at the moment, the style has appeared behind him. This feeling of being close to others really makes him uncomfortable.

"Get out!"

With a roar, Jiang Xiaobai really couldn't stand it.

However, at the moment, Jiang Xiaobai didn't react at all.

"Bang!"

He was hit hard on his back by a force. His broken ribs were broken at this time.

"Silk..."

Although it was painful, Jiang Xiaobai didn't hum, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

In this case, the style is different from Jiang Xiaobai.