"Third brother, what are you going to do? Why are you walking without eyes? You almost hit me and made me vomit blood, you know?" Chu Shaobai was knocked hard and took several steps back before he stood still.
He rubbed his chest and said with a grin.
Chu Shaoyang seemed not to hear, and snorted, with a livid face, and rushed forward without even looking at Chu Shaobai.
"Hey, third brother! What's wrong with you? Who are you angry with? Why do you look so ugly?"
Chu Shaobai was very surprised. He flew after him and reached out to put his hand on the third brother's shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" Chu Shaoyang turned around, avoided his hand, turned his head and glared at Chu Shaobai, as if he wanted to kill someone, but Chu Shaobai was stunned before he could do it. When he asked, he heard Chu Shaoyang say coldly:
"My face is ugly? Your face is pretty, isn't it? In my opinion, your face is even uglier than your butt! You are just a fucking pretty boy!" He cursed angrily and indiscriminately. Make a sound.
Chu Shaobai was stunned by the scolding. He had never been scolded as a pretty boy in his life, but the first person to scold him was his third brother who was a sibling relative!
He glared at Chu Shaoyang and smiled instead of being angry: "Third brother, you said my face is uglier than my butt? Have you ever looked in the mirror and looked at your face? Not only is it uglier than your butt, it also looks like it's eaten. It smells like shit! No, it smells worse than eating smelly shit!”
Chu Shaoyang was so angry that his face turned green and his eyebrows straightened. He screamed wildly: "You kid, if you dare to scold me, I'll beat you to death!"
He raised his right palm and swung it towards Chu Shaobai's scratched face without saying a word.
"Third brother, you really hit me!"
Chu Shaobai nodded to avoid it and jumped back, but Chu Shaoyang refused to let go and used moves one after another, forcing him to panic in the blink of an eye.
Now the person in Chu Shaoyang's eyes was not Chu Shaobai at all, not his biological brother. He stared at Chu Shaobai as if he were the enemy who killed his father, and he was ruthless and showed no mercy.
Several times, his sharp knife-like palm brushed against Chu Shaobai's cheek, causing him to feel a burst of pain.
"Third brother, if you don't stop, I will fight back!" Chu Shaobai was also angered and shouted angrily.
"Fight back, fight back! If you don't fucking fight back, you will be the son of a turtle and a bastard!"
Chu Shaoyang shouted at the top of his lungs. He just wanted to vent now and vent the anger in his chest completely and completely.
While shouting, he continued to attack. The fierce offensive was like a violent storm, forcing Chu Shaobai to almost be unable to breathe.
"Third brother, you are my biological brother. If I were the turtle's son, bastard, how could you be so glorious? Are you the turtle's son, bastard?"
Chu Shaobai dodged Chu Shaoyang's attack and continued to talk nonsense.
"What bastard?" Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and his mind couldn't wrap his head around it.
"If I am a bastard, and you, third brother, are older than me, what are you if you are not a bastard?" Chu Shaobai explained seriously.
"Bastard! If you dare to scold me, you will die!" Only then did Chu Shaoyang react, anger rushed to his head, and he attacked Chu Shaobai repeatedly.
Although Chu Shaobai said it lightly, Chu Shaoyang's martial arts was not inferior to his. Such an all-out attack in anger immediately doubled his pressure.