None of the people present were highly skilled in martial arts, but no one saw how Ning Mengyao did it.
"It's amazing." Even Zhao Mingyu couldn't help but exclaimed.
Zhao Xinxin was waiting happily for Nalan Li to bring her a fox, but she never expected that it would be like this. This seemingly ordinary couple dared to hit Nalan Li. Nalan took him seriously, even though he was not an unpopular person.
"Why do you hit people?" Zhao Xinxin walked up to Ning Mengyao and pointed at Ning Mengyao and said angrily.
Ning Mengyao looked at the ignorant girl in front of her coldly, squinting her eyes slightly. Is this person looking for death
"Girl, don't point your finger at others when you go out. This will cause you trouble." Ning Mengyao looked at Zhao Xinxin with a half-smile.
Zhao Mingyu sat aside and watched all this, frowning, thinking about whether to help Zhao Xinxin or not.
While he was thinking, Zhao Xinxin suddenly spoke, and what he said was still very disgusting.
"So what? What kind of old woman can you do to me?" In Zhao Xinxin's eyes, no matter how good Ning Mengyao is in martial arts, he can't do anything to her. You must know that he is the eldest daughter of the Zhao family. , what can she do? What do you dare to do
Ning Mengyao suddenly laughed. Looking at Zhao Xinxin's proud look, she walked over, reached out and grabbed her arm and exerted force. The people next to her heard the sound of bones breaking.
Then Ning Mengyao reached out and squeezed the hand that was pointed at her. With a strong force, Zhao Xinxin screamed. The sound made Zhao Mingyu beside him a little irritable.
Zhao Xinxin, this damn woman, does she know who she shouldn’t mess with? Are you okay now? Not only was he embarrassed, but he also risked his life.
Zhao Xinxin was completely stunned by the pain. She simply couldn't believe that Ning Mengyao dared to take action directly. Even if she didn't say it, she would kill him directly.
Ning Mengyao looked down at Zhao Xinxin, who was curled up in pain on the ground: "This lesson is to tell you to be polite to others. You said that I am an old woman. As an old woman, I value age very much. .”
Qiao Moshang frowned tightly and glanced at the woman very unhappy. He walked to Ning Mengyao and looked up at Ning Mengyao: "Mom is the most beautiful person, not even prettier than that woman." How many times more."
"Little monkey, don't compare your mother with this kind of person. This will only lower your mother's style. Do you understand?" Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang sideways and said arrogantly.
Qiao Moshang nodded solemnly: "Well, mother is right. People like this can't even compare to mother's hair, and they can only harm others if they come out."
Ning Mengyao was startled for a moment, then laughed out loud, reaching out and pinching Qiao Moshang's face: "Maybe you are right, little monkey."
Qiao Moshang has simply ignored the nickname "Little Monkey". Fortunately, only his mother calls him that, otherwise everyone will be depressed to death if they call him that.
"Mom, can you please stop calling me little monkey in front of so many people?"
"no."
The silent conversation between mother and son angered Zhao Xinxin: "Zhao Mingyu, you are such a loser, you actually watch others bully me, look at how I will let dad deal with you when I go back."
"Zhao Xinxin, you brought this kind of fate upon yourself. I've warned you a long time ago." After saying that, he smiled apologetically at Ning Mengyao and his wife, and then ordered someone to look at Zhao Xinxin's injuries.
Ning Mengyao suddenly became interested. This young man named Zhao Mingyu had a good temperament, but this girl was not very likable.
"Here, I'll give this to you. Since you're a pretty good person, I can't do anything difficult for you." Ning Mengyao threw a bottle of ointment to Zhao Mingyu. If it weren't for this young man's face, she really wanted to Let Zhao Xinxin just kill herself.
"Thank you, madam." Zhao Mingyu was startled, looking at the ointment in his hand, feeling warm and comfortable in his heart.
Zhao Mingyu walked to Zhao Xinxin with the good ointment and handed it to the accompanying doctor.
"Take it away from me. I don't want to use their things. Who knows if they will harm me." Zhao Xinxin was not willing to use their things and immediately said with pain and anger.
"Whether the hand is disabled and becomes a cripple, or whether it is better to use medicine, it is up to you."