Chapter 105: 105
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Yue Yu pulls out his gun and shoots. No one can react.
Except Jing Zhengfeng.
When the gun rang, Jing Zhengfeng turned over and jumped up with one hand on the table. While dodging, his five fingers grabbed Yue Yu like a hook, and his light burst like a toothed wolf!
Bite tactics · waste bite!
Dang!
Yue Yu hit him with a punch, and the light explosion of Jing Zhengfeng was suddenly punctured like a bubble. Jing Zhengfeng was hit by Yue Yu in the air. The whole man lost his balance and flew out and fell to the ground. However, at the moment he landed, a rolling carp stood up. At first glance, he often fought. No matter how painful or hurt he was, he didn't dare to lie on the ground.
After a series of clashes between lightning and flint, other talents reacted, and the quiet HuiFu hall suddenly erupted into a riot:
"Eldest childe, how can you --"
"How dare you shoot!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
Some people even stood up and looked at the anxious expression. I'm afraid they wanted to escape from the Jingyuan. The old Jing family had already prepared for the four brothers of the Jing family to fight for the position of home owner. As soon as they saw something wrong, they were ready to run away.
In the noisy noise, Yue Yu touched the short barrel shotgun and said lazily, "don't be nervous. I'm just kidding my lovely brother. Will even the well-informed Jing family be scared? No, no?"
Everyone calmed down and took a closer look. They found that although Le Yu had just shot at the table, the table was not damaged. Even Jing Zhengfeng, who was shot, stood well. There was neither wound nor blood on his body, but his face seemed to be swollen.
"Brother, when did you like to joke?" the calm Jing Zhengwu took up the tea cup, gently tasted it, and said with a smile: "there are empty bullets in the shotgun. This joke is too surprising."
Yes, Yue Yu's short barrel shotgun is loaded with empty bullets. It only sounds but has no effect.
The short barrel shotgun can only hold two bullets, and one is empty, which not only loses the fighter, but also directly wastes a magazine - you know, this shotgun is actually purchased and customized by Jing Zhengwei with a lot of money. Even the current Heyang army shotgun is a single magazine, which has to be refilled once it is hit.
However, Yue Yu changed the magazine into an empty bomb + a real child and mother bomb since he died for Jing Zhengwei. There was no other reason - he was confused because he was afraid of death.
Even modern ordnance may go off fire. How can Yue Yu trust this handmade shotgun? Moreover, because of the size of the shotgun, it can and can only be tied to Yue Yu's thigh. Once it gets angry or even explodes, Yue Yu can answer "what kind of experience is it to explode an egg".
A cruel man like Jing Zhengwei certainly doesn't mind this risk, but Yue Yu is neither abnormal nor bold. Naturally, he is honest and actually installs an empty bomb to reduce the risk.
And empty bullets are not meaningless, because the enemy doesn't know that Yue Yu has empty bullets, his first shot can still force the enemy to dodge.
If the enemy thinks there is something wrong with the gun, or thinks wisely that Yueyu's shotgun is a single one on the spot, so don't worry about killing Yueyu, another submunition will give him a chance to reincarnate.
Originally, this was just an insurance mechanism, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now - Yue Yu also knew that it was impossible to kill people on this occasion, but he scared people with a shotgun. He, the eldest son of the Jing family, had no problem playing like this occasionally.
Yue Yu sat down, motioned Qinglan to sit next to him, and then looked at Jing Zhengfeng: "my lovely brother, brother is just joking with you. Won't you be angry? Won't you?"
Jing Zhengfeng touched his swollen face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and burst out a few words from his teeth: "... No."
After that, Jing Zhengfeng also sat back in his seat, but this time he sat down honestly, lowered his head, didn't know what he was thinking, and saw that other people secretly marveled that the eldest childe had suppressed the wild seed.
The housekeeper came to Yueyu with a smile. Yueyu was not difficult for him and handed over the short barrel shotgun to him for safekeeping.
HuiFu hall resumed the noise. Qinglan held coconut milk and stroked her chest. She said with some fear: "childe, I was frightened by you just now. I thought..."
Yue Yu: "why? I thought I would take out a shotgun and kill all the people here, and then I went out and became the owner of the Jing family?"
Qinglan was slightly stunned. She immediately looked at the people around her and hurriedly pulled the sleeves of Yueyu: "young master, keep your voice down in case someone hears --"
"Never mind, never mind." Yue Yu waved his hand, but seeing Qinglan's worried appearance, he still said in a low voice: "it's been a day, and you don't know where it is?"
He himself then replied, "hide dirt and cheat each other. The people seem to be exchanging family affection, but in fact they are discussing interests. The four brothers are openly respectful, but in fact they want to kill each other... Jingyuan is a stage, where everyone is an opportunistic actor."
"In their eyes, Jing Zhengwei is already a loser." Yue Yu said with a smile: "whether I act with them with a smiling face or talk nonsense at will, it will not affect their relationship with me - words are not moving here, and only interests are the pass of the Jing family."
"Relax. Don't eat too much. You'll have to take a bus back later."
In the happy talk room, the servants began to serve. After a while, all tables were filled with delicacies. The smell of the food filled the whole HuiFu hall. Some fat people began to be uncontrollable. They picked up chopsticks and dared not move. They looked eagerly at the main table.
We should pay attention to the rules for the internal banquet. We must ask the owner to talk about chopsticks and clip the first dish, and other people can use chopsticks. If the owner is not there, the oldest old man will do it on his behalf.
"Old clan, can you pick up chopsticks?" Jing Zhengwu suggested politely.
However, at this time, the clan old man shook his head, "there are still people who haven't come. Wait a minute."
"Who else hasn't come?" Jing Zhengtang looked around and scratched his head: "it seems that it's full. Old clan, who didn't come? Why don't I go and shout?"
Other people also have doubts. It's not that people should come, but that even if ordinary people don't come, the clan elders won't care - only if the people on the main table don't come, the clan elders will notice and ask everyone to wait.
Fei Wei pulled Jing Zhengtang back and pointed to the empty seat at 12 o'clock on the main table.
This position is the home owner's position. Although the home owner has been unable to attend the banquet for several consecutive months, this position naturally needs to be empty in order to show respect.
Many people suddenly changed their faces. Jing Zhengwu thought of something and looked at Jing Zhengfeng. He should have guessed that his father called the wild seed back today for only one reason!
Just then, the sound of a wheelchair came from the back hall. When they looked over, they saw the old housekeeper pushing the wheelchair out. On the wheelchair sat a tall and thin old man with white hair and beard, thin body and gloomy appearance!
"I've seen the owner!"
One by one, the clans stood up and saluted respectfully, and their voices became louder and louder. The dishes on the table seemed to lose their attraction in an instant, and all their attention was focused on the old man who seemed to be ready to turn up at any time!
This person is the owner of the Jing family. He has controlled the "black thorn" of the Jing family for nearly 30 years. Jing Qinghe!
After the people saluted, Jing Zhengwu suddenly said, "I wish my father good fortune, peace and health, and a long life!"
Jing Zhengtang also said, "I wish my father an early victory over the disease!"
Shit, can't you escape the disaster of "calling dad" after all?
At the beginning, Yue Yu knew that the Jing family owner had been bedridden for many months and would not attend the family banquet. She was glad to escape a disaster. Unexpectedly, the beheading knife fell down after all!
Yue Yu hesitated for a moment. At this time, Jing Zhengfeng also said, "good evening, old man."
"Fourth brother, you've had enough --"
Jing Zhengfeng turned his head and found that Yue Yu suddenly punched again. He subconsciously used his right hand to draw a circle, trying to disintegrate the attack of music language——
Bite tactics · Yuyong!
However, somehow, Yue Yu's fist actually hit the other side of his face. At this time, both sides of his face were swollen!
"Fourth brother, don't you see what time it is now? How can you be so impolite? As your brother, there is an old saying that an elder brother is like a father. If you don't respect your father, you don't respect me! I can't tolerate such an arrogant behavior of you! Say hello again, do you hear me!"
Jing Zhengfeng covered his face and looked at Yue Yu sadly and angrily.
You've had enough. You haven't even hit me. You hit me twice a night!?
However, Yue Zhengyi looked at Jing Zhengfeng in earnest. At this moment, the light of the right path seemed to shine on him, setting off his incomparable height.
"Enough."
The master of the house, Jing Qingxuan, said coldly, "you --"
"OK."
Yue Yu immediately sat down as if nothing had happened just now.
The others were stunned, and even Jing Qinghe choked - he just wanted to say something to stop the conflict between the two brothers and show the dignity of the house owner. Who knows that the eldest son didn't give him such a chance at all!
He also felt strange in his heart: Zhengwei didn't stand out like this before. He also spoke in a strange style. Why today
Thinking of Jing Zhengwei's "actions" these days and his behavior of suddenly interrupting himself to continue his speech, Jing Qingchen suddenly felt that he could not understand his eldest son.
The elder brother is like a father, teaches a brother, interrupts his father's speech, cleans up his men, and cuts off the slave trade
Is it
Jing Qinghe looked at Yue Yu and his eyes lit up with strange light.
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Yue Yu pulls out his gun and shoots. No one can react.
Except Jing Zhengfeng.
When the gun rang, Jing Zhengfeng turned over and jumped up with one hand on the table. While dodging, his five fingers grabbed Yue Yu like a hook, and his light burst like a toothed wolf!
Bite tactics · waste bite!
Dang!
Yue Yu hit him with a punch, and the light explosion of Jing Zhengfeng was suddenly punctured like a bubble. Jing Zhengfeng was hit by Yue Yu in the air. The whole man lost his balance and flew out and fell to the ground. However, at the moment he landed, a rolling carp stood up. At first glance, he often fought. No matter how painful or hurt he was, he didn't dare to lie on the ground.
After a series of clashes between lightning and flint, other talents reacted, and the quiet HuiFu hall suddenly erupted into a riot:
"Eldest childe, how can you --"
"How dare you shoot!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
Some people even stood up and looked at the anxious expression. I'm afraid they wanted to escape from the Jingyuan. The old Jing family had already prepared for the four brothers of the Jing family to fight for the position of home owner. As soon as they saw something wrong, they were ready to run away.
In the noisy noise, Yue Yu touched the short barrel shotgun and said lazily, "don't be nervous. I'm just kidding my lovely brother. Will even the well-informed Jing family be scared? No, no?"
Everyone calmed down and took a closer look. They found that although Le Yu had just shot at the table, the table was not damaged. Even Jing Zhengfeng, who was shot, stood well. There was neither wound nor blood on his body, but his face seemed to be swollen.
"Brother, when did you like to joke?" the calm Jing Zhengwu took up the tea cup, gently tasted it, and said with a smile: "there are empty bullets in the shotgun. This joke is too surprising."
Yes, Yue Yu's short barrel shotgun is loaded with empty bullets. It only sounds but has no effect.
The short barrel shotgun can only hold two bullets, and one is empty, which not only loses the fighter, but also directly wastes a magazine - you know, this shotgun is actually purchased and customized by Jing Zhengwei with a lot of money. Even the current Heyang army shotgun is a single magazine, which has to be refilled once it is hit.
However, Yue Yu changed the magazine into an empty bomb + a real child and mother bomb since he died for Jing Zhengwei. There was no other reason - he was confused because he was afraid of death.
Even modern ordnance may go off fire. How can Yue Yu trust this handmade shotgun? Moreover, because of the size of the shotgun, it can and can only be tied to Yue Yu's thigh. Once it gets angry or even explodes, Yue Yu can answer "what kind of experience is it to explode an egg".
A cruel man like Jing Zhengwei certainly doesn't mind this risk, but Yue Yu is neither abnormal nor bold. Naturally, he is honest and actually installs an empty bomb to reduce the risk.
And empty bullets are not meaningless, because the enemy doesn't know that Yue Yu has empty bullets, his first shot can still force the enemy to dodge.
If the enemy thinks there is something wrong with the gun, or thinks wisely that Yueyu's shotgun is a single one on the spot, so don't worry about killing Yueyu, another submunition will give him a chance to reincarnate.
Originally, this was just an insurance mechanism, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now - Yue Yu also knew that it was impossible to kill people on this occasion, but he scared people with a shotgun. He, the eldest son of the Jing family, had no problem playing like this occasionally.
Yue Yu sat down, motioned Qinglan to sit next to him, and then looked at Jing Zhengfeng: "my lovely brother, brother is just joking with you. Won't you be angry? Won't you?"
Jing Zhengfeng touched his swollen face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and burst out a few words from his teeth: "... No."
After that, Jing Zhengfeng also sat back in his seat, but this time he sat down honestly, lowered his head, didn't know what he was thinking, and saw that other people secretly marveled that the eldest childe had suppressed the wild seed.
The housekeeper came to Yueyu with a smile. Yueyu was not difficult for him and handed over the short barrel shotgun to him for safekeeping.
HuiFu hall resumed the noise. Qinglan held coconut milk and stroked her chest. She said with some fear: "childe, I was frightened by you just now. I thought..."
Yue Yu: "why? I thought I would take out a shotgun and kill all the people here, and then I went out and became the owner of the Jing family?"
Qinglan was slightly stunned. She immediately looked at the people around her and hurriedly pulled the sleeves of Yueyu: "young master, keep your voice down in case someone hears --"
"Never mind, never mind." Yue Yu waved his hand, but seeing Qinglan's worried appearance, he still said in a low voice: "it's been a day, and you don't know where it is?"
He himself then replied, "hide dirt and cheat each other. The people seem to be exchanging family affection, but in fact they are discussing interests. The four brothers are openly respectful, but in fact they want to kill each other... Jingyuan is a stage, where everyone is an opportunistic actor."
"In their eyes, Jing Zhengwei is already a loser." Yue Yu said with a smile: "whether I act with them with a smiling face or talk nonsense at will, it will not affect their relationship with me - words are not moving here, and only interests are the pass of the Jing family."
"Relax. Don't eat too much. You'll have to take a bus back later."
In the happy talk room, the servants began to serve. After a while, all tables were filled with delicacies. The smell of the food filled the whole HuiFu hall. Some fat people began to be uncontrollable. They picked up chopsticks and dared not move. They looked eagerly at the main table.
We should pay attention to the rules for the internal banquet. We must ask the owner to talk about chopsticks and clip the first dish, and other people can use chopsticks. If the owner is not there, the oldest old man will do it on his behalf.
"Old clan, can you pick up chopsticks?" Jing Zhengwu suggested politely.
However, at this time, the clan old man shook his head, "there are still people who haven't come. Wait a minute."
"Who else hasn't come?" Jing Zhengtang looked around and scratched his head: "it seems that it's full. Old clan, who didn't come? Why don't I go and shout?"
Other people also have doubts. It's not that people should come, but that even if ordinary people don't come, the clan elders won't care - only if the people on the main table don't come, the clan elders will notice and ask everyone to wait.
Fei Wei pulled Jing Zhengtang back and pointed to the empty seat at 12 o'clock on the main table.
This position is the home owner's position. Although the home owner has been unable to attend the banquet for several consecutive months, this position naturally needs to be empty in order to show respect.
Many people suddenly changed their faces. Jing Zhengwu thought of something and looked at Jing Zhengfeng. He should have guessed that his father called the wild seed back today for only one reason!
Just then, the sound of a wheelchair came from the back hall. When they looked over, they saw the old housekeeper pushing the wheelchair out. On the wheelchair sat a tall and thin old man with white hair and beard, thin body and gloomy appearance!
"I've seen the owner!"
One by one, the clans stood up and saluted respectfully, and their voices became louder and louder. The dishes on the table seemed to lose their attraction in an instant, and all their attention was focused on the old man who seemed to be ready to turn up at any time!
This person is the owner of the Jing family. He has controlled the "black thorn" of the Jing family for nearly 30 years. Jing Qinghe!
After the people saluted, Jing Zhengwu suddenly said, "I wish my father good fortune, peace and health, and a long life!"
Jing Zhengtang also said, "I wish my father an early victory over the disease!"
Shit, can't you escape the disaster of "calling dad" after all?
At the beginning, Yue Yu knew that the Jing family owner had been bedridden for many months and would not attend the family banquet. She was glad to escape a disaster. Unexpectedly, the beheading knife fell down after all!
Yue Yu hesitated for a moment. At this time, Jing Zhengfeng also said, "good evening, old man."
"Fourth brother, you've had enough --"
Jing Zhengfeng turned his head and found that Yue Yu suddenly punched again. He subconsciously used his right hand to draw a circle, trying to disintegrate the attack of music language——
Bite tactics · Yuyong!
However, somehow, Yue Yu's fist actually hit the other side of his face. At this time, both sides of his face were swollen!
"Fourth brother, don't you see what time it is now? How can you be so impolite? As your brother, there is an old saying that an elder brother is like a father. If you don't respect your father, you don't respect me! I can't tolerate such an arrogant behavior of you! Say hello again, do you hear me!"
Jing Zhengfeng covered his face and looked at Yue Yu sadly and angrily.
You've had enough. You haven't even hit me. You hit me twice a night!?
However, Yue Zhengyi looked at Jing Zhengfeng in earnest. At this moment, the light of the right path seemed to shine on him, setting off his incomparable height.
"Enough."
The master of the house, Jing Qingxuan, said coldly, "you --"
"OK."
Yue Yu immediately sat down as if nothing had happened just now.
The others were stunned, and even Jing Qinghe choked - he just wanted to say something to stop the conflict between the two brothers and show the dignity of the house owner. Who knows that the eldest son didn't give him such a chance at all!
He also felt strange in his heart: Zhengwei didn't stand out like this before. He also spoke in a strange style. Why today
Thinking of Jing Zhengwei's "actions" these days and his behavior of suddenly interrupting himself to continue his speech, Jing Qingchen suddenly felt that he could not understand his eldest son.
The elder brother is like a father, teaches a brother, interrupts his father's speech, cleans up his men, and cuts off the slave trade
Is it
Jing Qinghe looked at Yue Yu and his eyes lit up with strange light.
Yue Yu pulls out his gun and shoots. No one can react.Except Jing Zhengfeng.When the gun rang, Jing Zhengfeng turned over and jumped up with one hand on the table. While dodging, his five fingers grabbed Yue Yu like a hook, and his light burst like a toothed wolf!Bite tactics waste bite!Dang!Yue Yu hit him with a punch, and the light explosion of Jing Zhengfeng was suddenly punctured like a bubble. Jing Zhengfeng was hit by Yue Yu in the air. The whole man lost his balance and flew out and fell to the ground. However, at the moment he landed, a rolling carp stood up. At first glance, he often fought. No matter how painful or hurt he was, he didn't dare to lie on the ground.After a series of clashes between lightning and flint, other talents reacted, and the quiet HuiFu hall suddenly erupted into a riot:"Eldest childe, how can you --""How dare you shoot!""Get out of the way, get out of the way!"Some people even stood up and looked at the anxious expression. I'm afraid they wanted to escape from the Jingyuan. The old Jing family had already prepared for the four brothers of the Jing family to fight for the position of home owner. As soon as they saw something wrong, they were ready to run away.In the noisy noise, Yue Yu touched the short barrel shotgun and said lazily, "don't be nervous. I'm just kidding my lovely brother. Will even the well-informed Jing family be scared? No, no?"Everyone calmed down and took a closer look. They found that although Le Yu had just shot at the table, the table was not damaged. Even Jing Zhengfeng, who was shot, stood well. There was neither wound nor blood on his body, but his face seemed to be swollen."Brother, when did you like to joke?" the calm Jing Zhengwu took up the tea cup, gently tasted it, and said with a smile: "there are empty bullets in the shotgun. This joke is too surprising."Yes, Yue Yu's short barrel shotgun is loaded with empty bullets. It only sounds but has no effect.The short barrel shotgun can only hold two bullets, and one is empty, which not only loses the fighter, but also directly wastes a magazine - you know, this shotgun is actually purchased and customized by Jing Zhengwei with a lot of money. Even the current Heyang army shotgun is a single magazine, which has to be refilled once it is hit.However, Yue Yu changed the magazine into an empty bomb + a real child and mother bomb since he died for Jing Zhengwei. There was no other reason - he was confused because he was afraid of death.Even modern ordnance may go off fire. How can Yue Yu trust this handmade shotgun? Moreover, because of the size of the shotgun, it can and can only be tied to Yue Yu's thigh. Once it gets angry or even explodes, Yue Yu can answer "what kind of experience is it to explode an egg".A cruel man like Jing Zhengwei certainly doesn't mind this risk, but Yue Yu is neither abnormal nor bold. Naturally, he is honest and actually installs an empty bomb to reduce the risk.And empty bullets are not meaningless, because the enemy doesn't know that Yue Yu has empty bullets, his first shot can still force the enemy to dodge.If the enemy thinks there is something wrong with the gun, or thinks wisely that Yueyu's shotgun is a single one on the spot, so don't worry about killing Yueyu, another submunition will give him a chance to reincarnate.Originally, this was just an insurance mechanism, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now - Yue Yu also knew that it was impossible to kill people on this occasion, but he scared people with a shotgun. He, the eldest son of the Jing family, had no problem playing like this occasionally.Yue Yu sat down, motioned Qinglan to sit next to him, and then looked at Jing Zhengfeng: "my lovely brother, brother is just joking with you. Won't you be angry? Won't you?"Jing Zhengfeng touched his swollen face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and burst out a few words from his teeth: "... No."After that, Jing Zhengfeng also sat back in his seat, but this time he sat down honestly, lowered his head, didn't know what he was thinking, and saw that other people secretly marveled that the eldest childe had suppressed the wild seed.The housekeeper came to Yueyu with a smile. Yueyu was not difficult for him and handed over the short barrel shotgun to him for safekeeping.HuiFu hall resumed the noise. Qinglan held coconut milk and stroked her chest. She said with some fear: "childe, I was frightened by you just now. I thought..."Yue Yu: "why? I thought I would take out a shotgun and kill all the people here, and then I went out and became the owner of the Jing family?"Qinglan was slightly stunned. She immediately looked at the people around her and hurriedly pulled the sleeves of Yueyu: "young master, keep your voice down in case someone hears --""Never mind, never mind." Yue Yu waved his hand, but seeing Qinglan's worried appearance, he still said in a low voice: "it's been a day, and you don't know where it is?"He himself then replied, "hide dirt and cheat each other. The people seem to be exchanging family affection, but in fact they are discussing interests. The four brothers are openly respectful, but in fact they want to kill each other... Jingyuan is a stage, where everyone is an opportunistic actor.""In their eyes, Jing Zhengwei is already a loser." Yue Yu said with a smile: "whether I act with them with a smiling face or talk nonsense at will, it will not affect their relationship with me - words are not moving here, and only interests are the pass of the Jing family.""Relax. Don't eat too much. You'll have to take a bus back later."In the happy talk room, the servants began to serve. After a while, all tables were filled with delicacies. The smell of the food filled the whole HuiFu hall. Some fat people began to be uncontrollable. They picked up chopsticks and dared not move. They looked eagerly at the main table.We should pay attention to the rules for the internal banquet. We must ask the owner to talk about chopsticks and clip the first dish, and other people can use chopsticks. If the owner is not there, the oldest old man will do it on his behalf."Old clan, can you pick up chopsticks?" Jing Zhengwu suggested politely.However, at this time, the clan old man shook his head, "there are still people who haven't come. Wait a minute.""Who else hasn't come?" Jing Zhengtang looked around and scratched his head: "it seems that it's full. Old clan, who didn't come? Why don't I go and shout?"Other people also have doubts. It's not that people should come, but that even if ordinary people don't come, the clan elders won't care - only if the people on the main table don't come, the clan elders will notice and ask everyone to wait.Fei Wei pulled Jing Zhengtang back and pointed to the empty seat at 12 o'clock on the main table.This position is the home owner's position. Although the home owner has been unable to attend the banquet for several consecutive months, this position naturally needs to be empty in order to show respect.Many people suddenly changed their faces. Jing Zhengwu thought of something and looked at Jing Zhengfeng. He should have guessed that his father called the wild seed back today for only one reason!Just then, the sound of a wheelchair came from the back hall. When they looked over, they saw the old housekeeper pushing the wheelchair out. On the wheelchair sat a tall and thin old man with white hair and beard, thin body and gloomy appearance!"I've seen the owner!"One by one, the clans stood up and saluted respectfully, and their voices became louder and louder. The dishes on the table seemed to lose their attraction in an instant, and all their attention was focused on the old man who seemed to be ready to turn up at any time!This person is the owner of the Jing family. He has controlled the "black thorn" of the Jing family for nearly 30 years. Jing Qinghe!After the people saluted, Jing Zhengwu suddenly said, "I wish my father good fortune, peace and health, and a long life!"Jing Zhengtang also said, "I wish my father an early victory over the disease!"Shit, can't you escape the disaster of "calling dad" after all?At the beginning, Yue Yu knew that the Jing family owner had been bedridden for many months and would not attend the family banquet. She was glad to escape a disaster. Unexpectedly, the beheading knife fell down after all!Yue Yu hesitated for a moment. At this time, Jing Zhengfeng also said, "good evening, old man.""Fourth brother, you've had enough --"Jing Zhengfeng turned his head and found that Yue Yu suddenly punched again. He subconsciously used his right hand to draw a circle, trying to disintegrate the attack of music languageBite tactics Yuyong!However, somehow, Yue Yu's fist actually hit the other side of his face. At this time, both sides of his face were swollen!"Fourth brother, don't you see what time it is now? How can you be so impolite? As your brother, there is an old saying that an elder brother is like a father. If you don't respect your father, you don't respect me! I can't tolerate such an arrogant behavior of you! Say hello again, do you hear me!"Jing Zhengfeng covered his face and looked at Yue Yu sadly and angrily.You've had enough. You haven't even hit me. You hit me twice a night!?However, Yue Zhengyi looked at Jing Zhengfeng in earnest. At this moment, the light of the right path seemed to shine on him, setting off his incomparable height."Enough."The master of the house, Jing Qingxuan, said coldly, "you --""OK."Yue Yu immediately sat down as if nothing had happened just now.The others were stunned, and even Jing Qinghe choked - he just wanted to say something to stop the conflict between the two brothers and show the dignity of the house owner. Who knows that the eldest son didn't give him such a chance at all!He also felt strange in his heart: Zhengwei didn't stand out like this before. He also spoke in a strange style. Why todayThinking of Jing Zhengwei's "actions" these days and his behavior of suddenly interrupting himself to continue his speech, Jing Qingchen suddenly felt that he could not understand his eldest son.The elder brother is like a father, teaches a brother, interrupts his father's speech, cleans up his men, and cuts off the slave tradeIs itJing Qinghe looked at Yue Yu and his eyes lit up with strange light.
