You don't have to care who my father is, but you have to know who your father is!
Hearing Jiang Pengji's declaration, the young Feng Jue froze in place, with a wanton evil smile on his face.
"Second brother, this is Liu Lanting that you always talk about? If you are famous, it is better to meet each other. What a madman."
Not to mention anything else, just this eccentric madness is quite in line with his appetite.
Feng Jin secretly caught a glimpse of his younger brother's idiotic look, so he couldn't help raising his hand and tugging at his sleeve, pulling him out of the battle circle, lest this heartless third brother be innocently affected. If Jiang Pengji beats him, he will be beaten in vain, and there is no theory at all.
While speaking, Huang Changshi's grandson limped towards Feng Jue, holding his aching waist with one hand and covering his beaten face with the other.
"Brother Jue, this time it's the elder brother's fault, he's hurting you, hes—this stinky fat man, it hurts to hit someone!"
Huang Changshi's grandson grimaced in pain. In terms of age, he was two years older than Feng Jue, but in terms of months, it was only two or three months more than a year. He probably stumbled and rolled around frequently. He was taller than his peers. Stronger, but a little bit hurt.
Feng Jue smirked secretly, showing concern on his face, "It's okay, but Bo Gao will be served by the family law rattan when he returns this time."
Hearing the words "Family Rattan", it was like a face that knocked over the palette, but it was a little more distorted, making it very abstract.
"Hey—don't say it, I'll definitely be beaten up this time." Huang Changshi's grandson had a sullen face, his face full of drama.
When he took time out, he secretly glanced at Feng Jue, and saw that the other party didn't mean to alienate him, and he was secretly relieved.
To tell the truth, even if he hates others for humiliating him after being an eunuch, this origin is something he cannot deny, and it is the source of his inferiority and conceit. It is hard to meet a like-minded friend who is from a famous family. He really doesn't want to lose his popularity because of it. Jue.
"This is Huai Jie's friend?"
Feng Jin didn't care about the chaotic situation on the field, because he knew very well that those scoundrels were not enough to put people in their teeth.
Feng Jin's younger brother is named Feng Jue, and his name is Huai Jie.
This generation of Feng's sons, names and characters, are mostly related to jade.
Hearing Feng Jin mentioning himself, Huang Changshi's grandson quickly put away his stern expression and said solemnly, "It's down here."
Feng Jue introduced, "Second brother, this is the classmate and friend often mentioned by the younger brother, Huang Song, a disciple of Mr. Ji's disciple."
Dongqing has a strong academic style, and there are many great Confucian scholars. Although Mr. Ji in Feng Jue's mouth is not as good as Mr. Yuanjing, he is also a very famous scholar in Dongqing. There are several brushes.
Huang Song hurriedly said, "It can't be done, the second brother Feng calls the younger brother Bo Gao."
Feng Jin had a gentle smile and nodded, "Then Jin is disrespectful."
Huang Song was very sensitive to other people's emotional changes, and he knew immediately that Feng Jin kept his distance from him and did not want to have deep friendship.
He wasn't too upset about this.
If other people knew that he was Huang Changshi's godson, they would have wanted to hide their noses long ago, and very few people were willing to talk to him normally.
Feng Jin's attitude is actually quite good.
After patronizing and recognizing people, he almost forgot that Jiang Pengji was still fighting with Fatty Fang, Huang Song patted his forehead with one hand, and quickly turned to ask Feng Jue.
"Brother Jue, should we call someone for help?"
Feng Jue lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips, and said, "Do you think he needs help?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Song also turned his head to look at the situation of the civil war in the hall, and happened to see a huge black shadow falling down at his feet.
Huang Song was so frightened that he quickly took two steps back, and he was still in shock.
"Come on! Now tell the young master, who is the father?"
"You are the father! You are the father!"
Fatty Fang was still arrogant at first, but as one family member was killed and paralyzed at his feet, his self-confidence became more and more fragile, like a shelled snail, showing his tender body and letting others abuse him, he didn't feel the slightest sense of security. .
In an instant, what Jiang Pengji said, he responded with tears.
Jiang Pengji kicked up and kicked the body of the housekeeper who was blocking the road to the side, grabbed Fatty Fang's collar with one hand, and lifted Fatty Fang up with one hand under the gaze of Huang Song's eyes that were almost out of the frame, "Say it again, little boy. I can't hear you, sir."
"Daddy, you're my daddy!" Fatty Fang was burly, but he was all fat, and his height was a little shorter than Jiang Pengji's. Now that she raised it like a chicken, the whole person was stunned. Shrinking his neck like a quail, he was already speechless.
Seeing this, Huang Song stunned secretly, almost bit his tongue, and muttered in a low voice, "Honey, once the weight of the dead fat man went up, he was actually lifted with one hand... This, this is simply a natural power. what!"
Once it is about 50 kilograms, it will be a full 200 kilograms, which is still an estimated figure.
Looking at that Fatty Fang's body shape, he must have two hundred, three or four pounds.
Seeing people's thin arms, I didn't expect to be so strong!
At this moment, he realized that Jiang Pengji had overturned all the servants and thugs brought by Fatty Fang, and everyone was beaten with bruises and bruises. Can't go out, can't see people.
Seeing this, Huang Song's eyes showed the eyes of cherishing talents, eager to make friends with him.
"Lang Jun is born with divine power, it has long been no secret."
Xu Ke chuckled lightly, as if the person who exuded the smell of a ruffian's head was not his husband.
"Eh? I don't know where your family's ancestral home is and where does your family live?" Huang Song asked, holding hands, quite graceful.
"My family's ancestral home is Hejian, and he lives here, the Liu family." Xu Ke said lightly, Huang Song met his eyes, and there was a faint feeling of timidity, as if his thoughts just now had been seen through by the other party. "Chongzhou Mu Liushe is the father of Lang Jun."
This origin is not something that eunuchs can covet and recruit later.
Xu Ke silently added in his heart.
Liu She's son, Liu Xi
Huang Song suddenly remembered something, "You mean, he is the Liu Xi who is born with divine power, chasing tigers and crossing streams?"
Chasing tigers across the river!
This is a word to describe a fierce and fierce general of the previous dynasty, which means that this person is so fierce that even a fierce tiger will run away when he sees it.
Although Jiang Pengji is also born with supernatural power, her reputation is not obvious. Until she left Langya, she fought with people, hunted two tigers, and swaggered through the market with two tiger corpses, showing off around the opponent's mansion, spitting blood, and her fierce reputation. So it was spread.
Xu Ke was silent when he heard the words, chasing tigers and crossing rivers or something. In his mind, he could only depict his own Lang Jun dancing and chasing a big tiger fleeing in a hurry. The tiger fled in front of him, and Lang Jun was laughing and chasing after him... The picture is too beautiful, no Dare to think deeply.