Chapter 2597

Fangjiacheng.

In order not to arouse the vigilance of the Fang family, both of them have undergone some disguise changes.

Qinghu has roughly figured out the situation here.

Compared with Sheng family, fangjiacheng is indeed not qualified.

But after all, the Fang family is related to the Zhao family by marriage, and they didn't make less money in the Huo family, so they are still rich.

But the Fang family is not as rich as the Sheng family.

When they entered the door just now, they were severely exploited.

The so-called upper action and lower effect.

Even the doorman is like this. The way the family behaves is what they want to see.

"Fang Rao has lived in the Fang family. I heard that she came back this time and brought the little childe of the Zhao family."

Qinghu lowered his voice. They sat on the second floor of the teahouse, looking at the main street where people came and went.

"The little childe of the Fang family? Is he the offspring of aunt Fang?" She couldn't help hesitating.

She took it for granted before.

After all, aunt Fang has been married for more than ten years, and her feelings with the Zhao family are naturally different.

Anyway, I'm just an outsider.

Let aunt Fang help her, I'm afraid it's difficult for people.

But Qinghu shook his head.

"This little childe is Fang Rao's adopted son. I heard that their relationship is not very good. Fang Rao will come back to Fang's house for a few months at this time, and the Zhao family will ask three or four to urge her to return to Zhao's house every time."

Hearing the speech, Lin Mengya couldn't help sighing gently.

In the final analysis, this matter was caused by the master's greed.

In order to get wealth, he sold his daughter to the Huo family; Especially because he was greedy for the status of the Zhao family, he took the life of his grandchildren and forced his daughter to remarry.

During their conversation, a group of people came along the main street.

The first is a little childe carved with powder and jade.

Look, I'm only 16 or 17 years old. Although I'm still childish in appearance, my eyes are smiling and look particularly likable.

Around him, there were many flattering adults.

A group of people walked across the street and immediately attracted many people's attention.

Lin Mengya and Qinghu just took a casual look and took back their eyes.

"These fools."

Qinghu disdained to come to a conclusion.

Lin Mengya took another look.

"I'm afraid he is the little childe of the Zhao family."

"I can see that, like Zhao mace, they are masters with eyes on their heads." Qinghu's eyes are very poisonous.

Although the young master of the Zhao family looks lovely, he doesn't pay attention to the people around him.

Lin Mengya was noncommittal.

It's also those adults who are willing to degenerate to please a child and rush to be looked down upon. No wonder who.

"Young master, how long will you stay at Fang's house this time? I'd like to take you for a visit and make this local friendship."

The speaker is a branch of the Fang family.

In fact, according to the seniority, he is Fang Rao's cousin.

Who let others climb a high branch!

So in the face of a child who should be his nephew's generation, he was not only embarrassed, but even complacent.

If he wasn't close to Fang Rao, I'm afraid this good job of accompanying you wouldn't fall on his head!

The little childe of the Zhao family gave him a cold and light look, but his face was simple and lovely.

"I'm with you this time

My mother came to visit my grandfather. I will accompany her as long as my mother is here. My grandfather also said, "let me take this opportunity to get close to you. In the future, Ziyan will have to rely more on your elders."

Zhao Ziyan's words immediately brightened the eyes of the people.

If we seize this opportunity, won't they be able to fly to the branches and become Phoenix?

Everyone's attitude is even more enthusiastic.

Did not notice that Zhao Ziyan's eyes hide deep contempt for them.

After walking around with him, Zhao Ziyan thought they were too noisy, so he found a reason to dump everyone.

Those people also wanted to give it to him on the grounds of protecting his safety, but he politely declined.

He was followed by the elite guards of the Zhao family.

Those fools' men can't even compare with those sharp hairs.

With a guard, Zhao Ziyan strolled around the street seemingly casually.

When he turned the corner, he saw a small stand at the entrance of an alley with small tigers made by himself, but his face suddenly sank.

"You, go and lift that stall." He pointed to the booth indifferently.

The two guards behind him immediately came forward.

"Gentlemen, are you..."

The booth was guarded by an old woman who looked timidly at the tall guard.

She was timid, otherwise she wouldn't have put her stall in this small corner where no one passed by.

Who knows, the next moment, the two big men kicked her booth directly.

For a moment, the old woman trembled with fear.

"No, don't kick my stuff!"

It was sewn by her and her daughter-in-law. Originally she wanted to make up for the family, but now it was ruined by two pairs of big feet.

The old woman's eyes were red and knelt on the ground begging the two gentlemen to stop.

Who knows, Zhao Ziyan was even more angry when he saw her like this.

"How dare you touch my tiger with such a humble hand! Cut off her hands for me. No one is allowed to sell tigers from now on!"

Zhao Ziyan is a tiger, so his family will give him many things made into tiger lines in order to please him.

He even keeps a live tiger in his yard.

Therefore, he thought that all the tigers in the world should belong to him.

Therefore, unless he agrees, everyone on the ground of Zhao's family is not allowed to sell tiger like things.

It's just that the Dalits of the Fang family sell his tiger privately, but it's not engraved on gold and jade, but this ugly and vulgar cloth tiger. How can he bear it?

As soon as the old woman heard this, she was paralyzed to the ground and couldn't even say a word of mercy.

The two guards had no compassion. They would cut her if they pressed her wrist.

But before the knife fell, they were punched and flew away.

"Where did you come from? Dare to run to your grandpa and be arrogant?"

Qing Hu condescended to despise the cruel little boy.

Than arrogant, he has not lost anyone!

Lin Mengya, who followed her closely, picked up the old woman, slipped some silver into her hand and let people go.

She picked up the little tiger on the ground and couldn't help getting angry.

The little tiger made by the woman looked so smart that she was happy to see it.

Originally, the old woman couldn't change the change. She had to change it with Qinghu.

Who knows what happened when I came back.

"Whose child are you? You're so uneducated. Your parents haven't taught you. Do you want to be beaten when you play tricks in the street?"

Zhao Ziyan didn't expect that someone dared to take care of him

I was very angry about it.

"What are you waiting for? Cut off their tongues!"

Who knows that before they moved, they were directly stepped on the ground by the fast Qing fox.

"Little boy, it's impossible to cut your grandfather's tongue in my next life!"

Zhao Ziyan took a step back.

He was also really irritated. He took out a small whistle tied with red thread from his neck and was about to blow.

Qinghu didn't know where he was going to move to save the soldiers.

When a figure flew by and revealed his birth shape again, Zhao Ziyan's whistle had fallen on Qing Hu's hand.

With the crisp crack sound, the whistle had become powder.

Qinghu clapped his hands and gave the other party a provocative look.

"Call someone if you can't fight. Do you think you're a milk doll? Tut, worthless waste!"

It can be said that these words of Qinghu stepped on Zhao Ziyan's thunder point.

Now his white face was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on them. I know at a glance that I must be planning how to cut them thousands of times.

Lin Mengya hates each other's eyes.

"We won't fight and kill people who have no tie like you. Cowards like you can only bully those weaker than you. For the really strong, you are just a loser who can only rely on your parents."

"Shut up! I told you to shut up! I'll kill you, kill you!"

Zhao Ziyan almost lost his mind.

Every inch of the veins in his neck burst, and the whole person was filled with a strong sense of killing.

But for Lin Mengya and Qinghu, his idea momentum is not enough.

Especially the latter.

He folded his arms and bent down deliberately.

"What do you use to kill us? Remember, we are not afraid of the power of your Zhao family, but disdain to kill you."

This is more painful for him than killing Zhao Ziyan.

He stared at them angrily. Finally, Lin Mengya seemed bored and threw away the little tiger stained with dust.

Zhao Ziyan has never hated a person so much.

He looked at the tiger as if his dignity had been severely trampled.

"Ah --"

After the two men left, Zhao Ziyan finally roared.

When the two guards limped to him, he stabbed one of them in the chest with a dagger.

"Die! Die! Die! Die!"

The other tried to stop it, but it was too late.

But in the twinkling of an eye, his companion's chest was stirred into a ball of broken meat by the little childe, and the dead body fell to the ground without a sound.

For such a scene, the guard is no stranger.

Even, he did not dare to show the slightest trace of rabbit death and fox sorrow.

Zhao Ziyan turned his head and glared at him.

"Get those two damn guys out of here! I want them to survive, not die!"

"Yes."

The guard dared not look up.

After Zhao Ziyan took a hard breath, he threw a dagger, took out his handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood on his hands.

"It's dirty. I'm going to take a bath and change clothes. If my mother knows what's going on here, you'll end up like him."

He warned the rest of the guards slowly.

It is clearly a pleasant young voice, but it is cold and frightening.

"I understand, young master. Please rest assured."