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"…" Su Jingya seemed to be completely enraged, his entire body could not help but tremble. She glared at Shui Miao with his red eyes, and in the end, he pounced towards him as though she had gone mad, biting on his shoulder as he wailed, "Your father is a coward, your father is the moral one, your father will die a horrible death!"

Shui Miao firmly bit his, her sharp white teeth dug into his flesh, causing him to let out a low roar of pain. He then grabbed onto Su Jingya's collar and roared angrily: "Su Jingya, if you bite me again, do you believe that I'll make a move?! I don't hit women! "

"Su Jingya, are you going to say anything?! "You're not letting go, right …"

Just as he was about to push Su Jingya away, Su Jingya suddenly raised her hand and slapped him hard. In that moment, Shui Miao who had never been slapped before, was thoroughly enraged.

Although Jin Xin and the others had already went forward to stop Shui Miao before he could attack, and did not even slap him, his right leg had already kicked out viciously, and was sent flying.

Shui Miao had gone through professional training, his lower legs: Fast, Fierce, Accurate.

With the strength behind the kick, Su Jingya was sent flying for more than a meter before falling to the ground on her side.

She was curled up like a shrimp, not moving at all. After a long while, she finally sobbed and mumbled, "You murderers, you have no right to call my dad the best person in the world for me!" You're murderers, and I hate you! "I hate all of you …"

Because of Shui Miao's kick, the scene had become extremely quiet. Other than Su Jingya's cry that sounded like it wanted to end, all other sounds seemed to have drifted far away and were sealed outside the small, dirty restaurant.

Shui Miao was in disbelief, he never thought that he would kick someone, furthermore, Su Jingya did not even give him a kick, and flew so far away.

He inadvertently glanced at the man drinking at the table, but he was obviously frightened by the cold light that shot out from Huangfu Yu's eyes.

Because he could not tell whether that awe-inspiring aura was directed at him or at her.

Crouching on the ground, Su Jingya unwittingly saw that the cheap wallet that she had taken out from her bag fell to the ground. It was stepped on by them until it was dirty and rotten, and the photo of Zheng Junnan who was caught inside it fell out, revealing a benevolent smile on her face. Impressively, a huge footprint was left on the wallet.

Su Jingya's nerves suddenly tensed up. She was stunned for three seconds, then quickly crawled over and picked up the photo, pressing it against her chest, looking at the man in front of her with misty eyes. She cried: "My father is already dead, why did you guys do this to him?! "Why?!"

"Father... "Father …" Su Jingya carefully used her sleeves to wipe off the footprints on the photo, but she couldn't wipe them clean no matter what. As she looked at it, she felt her heart ache and died.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you out. I shouldn't have brought you out. This way, you won't be insulted! "

"Dad, Ya Ya is taking you home, okay?!" Take you home! "Ya Ya will go home and wash your face clean, so that you won't be dirty anymore …"

"Dad, let's go home … "Go home …"

Su Jingya curled her body. With great difficulty, she slowly propped herself up from the wet ground with her palms. She wanted to stand up, but her abdomen felt waves of pain after waves, making her unable to stand up.

Chu Yifan had just flown back from the United States, but when he got off the plane, he casually asked Butler Su Jingya about his recent situation.

When they reached the street of delicacies from the airport, they just so happened to see Su Jingya being bullied by them. She couldn't even stand up, but that man was leisurely sitting at the side drinking wine … Chu Yifan's eyes turned blood-red as she hatefully swept her gaze across everyone present. The darkness in his eyes was obvious, as if she wanted to devour everyone.

The sound of bones crisscrossing suddenly sounded as he gritted his teeth and made gurgling sounds. In the end, he squeezed out a hundred thousand words angrily from his throat, "Huangfu Yu, you … He … Mom. "Oh, he's really not a man!"

After saying that, with a few strides, Chu Yifan threw himself onto the chair with his fist, staring at the man with a cold expression.

His movements were fast and swift like a cheetah.

Compared to Chu Yifan's killing intent that filled the air, Huangfu Yu was much calmer. He leisurely poured a cup of white wine and slowly took a sip, then earnestly tasted the fragrance of the white wine.

Sensing the dangerous message, Zhao Yi immediately went forward to stop Chu Yifan.

"Young master Chu, please behave yourself!" Zhao Yi's face did not have much of an expression, it was very cold. He stared straight at Chu Yifan who was already at the edge of his fury.

"Two words: Scram, Scram!" Chu Yifan slightly moved his thin lips and coldly snorted.

Seeing that Zhao Yi had no intention to dodge, all of a sudden, he grabbed onto the arm in front of him. Chu Yifan's movements were nimble, with a speed that left no time for one to cover one's ears, he pushed Zhao Yi's body down, raised his right leg high and smashed it into's ribs.

Although Zhao Yi had blocked Chu Yifan's attack in time, but... Since the beginning, his arms couldn't twist around his thighs, so naturally, his strength wasn't as strong as Chu Yifan's legs. As a result, the impact of Chu Yifan's ribs was so painful that he staggered a few steps back.

"Hey Chu, did you come to ruin the show today?!" Shui Miao who had regained his senses roared fiercely, raising his fist he rushed forward.

Shui Miao concentrated almost all of his strength into his fist, and the only thought in his mind was: Smash this unscrupulous thing into a meat patty, and then roast it for eating.

Therefore, when the fist flew through the air and smashed towards Chu Yifan's perfect handsome face, it created an obvious fire of anger.

But...

The phenomenon was very beautiful and showed how cruel it was.

Shui Miao planned to punch Chu Yifan in the face, who knew … Chu Yifan accurately caught his fist, and fiercely grabbed onto the joints of his wrist, causing him to scream out in pain. His own fist also turned around and directly smashed towards his face.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

The piercing pain almost made Shui Miao jump up.

How could he, Shui Miao, ever lose face like this, other than being humiliated in front of Huangfu Yu?! Unexpectedly …

Fiery flames burst out of his resentful eyes.

"I'm not here to mess things up, I'm here to... Smash it! " Chu Yifan's expression was cold and indifferent, his words were casual, but the last few words were spoken with great emphasis.