Chapter 137 Brother, They Beat Me!

Maybe in the next second, the girl who looks like a flower will wither in an instant.

bang——

A figure flew out and slid several meters away on the ground. The hand fell limply to the ground, apparently useless.

The girl's black eyelashes were thick and teardrops hung. The wind swept up her high ponytail, her hair was messy, and there was a man in black lying down at her feet, like a killing god walking out of the ruins.

She slowly looked at Yan Zezheng and rolled her eyes towards him.

Still completely harmless.

Yan Zezheng's action of wiping his glasses in a calm manner stopped, and the contemptuous smile froze at the corner of his lips, which looked very strange and ugly.

Everything happened so fast that he could barely see the movement, and the girl had already arrived in front of him.

There was a bloody aura in those empty eyes, as if something in the body had awakened.

"Now it is your turn--"

She clenched her fists and smashed Yan Zezheng's face with the power of breaking the air.

The next second, in the stunned eyes of everyone, a big hand suddenly appeared, easily caught her fist, and gently embraced her.

The voice is low and hoarse, indulgent and tolerant.

"Shh-"

The big palm covered her eyes, and the man comforted her in a low voice, "Be nice, eh?"

The girl's thin back stiffened for a moment, and after smelling the cool breath emanating from the man, it slowly softened.

She raised her little face, the blood in her eyes faded little by little, revealing a bit of daze, "Brother?"

Huo Yunque's eyelids drooped slightly, "Well, I'm here."

With a simple sentence, all Song Yaoyao's grievances were instantly drawn out.

She cried with a 'wow' and threw herself into the man's arms.

Aggrieved, he pointed back, "Brother! They beat me! Woohoo, look at my hands—"

Huo Yunque took her small hand, the back of the hand was red, and it was bulging high like a steamed bun.

There were turbulent waves in his eyes, but his face was still flat.

He bowed his head slightly and blew lightly.

"good."

He hugged the crying little girl in his arms and walked slowly towards Yan Zezheng, when suddenly he heard a "click" that made his scalp numb, and Huo Yunque paused slightly.

Hanging eyes, the hand under the foot was broken.

He paused and frowned, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to my feet."

Elegant and gentle, courteous.

The next second, there was another sound of broken bones.

Very good, this time it was completely useless.

Unless a doctor can put the broken bones back together, it's like playing a jigsaw puzzle together.

Those parents and students were dumbfounded.

Then speechless.

Is this still the majestic little girl who punched the Nanshan tiger and kicked the Beihai Jiaolong just now?

Why did she cry and cry and feel wronged.

Also sued that people beat her?

Shen Xun licked the blood from the corner of his lips, and it was the first time he saw Song Yaoyao jumping into someone's arms without any scruples, crying wantonly.

elder brother?

Is it really him?

When Song Jingwan received the news, Huo Yunque was already on her way.

The two sides are just the work of the front and back feet.

She walked up the steps and saw a familiar figure.

The man had a sloppy tone as always, gentle and sloppy.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Zezheng was shocked but couldn't return to his senses, "Mr. Huo, you and her—"

"The children in the family are naughty, I'm very sorry." Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and smiled, "But I have a deal here that I want to talk to you about. I wonder if you are interested?"

Talking business here?

Everyone was frightened and frightened. What was frightened was that they couldn't figure out the man's brain circuit. What they were frightened was—

This is Mr. Huo, who is very reclusive and rarely shows up in public?

What business does Mr. Huo want to do? What will happen next?

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