Chapter 559: 1.559 bully

Chapter 559 1.559 Little Bully
Not to mention how Xu Jiao and his enthusiastic enthusiasts went to the city to inquire about the whereabouts of Qiao's family.
The Prince's car had entered Lushun Avenue, and when he was more than ten meters away from Jiayuan Houfu House, he saw a group of half-large boys and girls who were huddling around and kicking something.
"Master, are you almost there? The kid dared to say good things to Master and deserve to be killed!"
"Keep hitting!" A little boy's voice sounded crisply and hummingly, "Don't dare to scold me three or four times? Hit me to death!"
"Hey Komori, I heard that this guy seems to be the youngest son of the Taichang Temple Temple family. If we kill him, will there be an accident?"
"What can happen! I have a big brother!" The little boy raised his head and snorted with his hands on his hips. "Looking at him in the future, I dare not oppose me in the college! Whoever I like to hit! I'll fight! With a little effort, you didn't eat! "
"Haha, it was! We were able to do it before, let alone now! Now your dad has been booked by the King as Jiayuan Hou! You are the only son of Daddy Hou, who dares to mess with you?"
"Gao Fang, what are you doing? Hurry up! I'll tell you, if you can't beat him today, don't you think about it!"
"Master, can it be done with a disability?"
"How can't it be done! My elder brother stands by! Everything you fight! Fight fiercely!" The little boy commanded a group of minions, kicking and kicking at the boys shrunk in the circle.
"Anyway, the young man is resting and watching the little effort!"
Qiao Mushan was in the car, and a pair of small fists, he squeezed hard.
The Prince coughed, and when he was about to say something, he was stared at by the pair of people with a cold and dazzling look, and his heart suddenly groaned, making a secret noise.
"The elder brother in his mouth is you." Qiao Mu's mouth slightly hooked and asked coldly.
"Jojo, listen to me." The prince secretly scolded the little sister-in-law, "Well, Komori is still young, let's teach it slowly ..."
Qiaomu did not want to ignore him anymore, and raised the curtain slyly. Before the carriage stopped, Huo Di jumped down, but the driver was frightened.
"What are you doing? Don't stop me!" Qiao Mu sighed angrily.
The seven or eight and a half big boys who were beating others stopped together and turned around to look.
When I saw the younger sister in front of me, a pair of cold and wonderful eyes came over, she couldn't help but snored slightly, deterred by her terrible breath, all of them leaned together.
Qiaomu's eyes fell on a seven or eight-year-old boy in the middle of the front row.
Wearing a thick deer velvet cloak and a gold embroidered brocade, the little boy's lips were red and his teeth were bright. His face was red with cold wind and was very cute.
Looking at a lively little man in front of his eyes, Qiao Mu's cold eyes lightened slightly.
"You, who are you! Take care of the uncle's gossip!" The little boy looked at Arbor, inexplicably nagging, and opened his mouth, but snarled his neck and yelled.
As soon as the Prince heard it bad, he quickly raised the curtain and stepped off the carriage, just about to make a noise.
Just listening to Qiao Mu sneered, "I don't learn well at a young age.
She drank angrily, and pressed a servant with a nasty and swollen boy, and she shook her hands in shock, shaking her body subconsciously.
(End of this chapter)