1072 Delivered to the door, the mighty uncle of the nine emperors
Since there are two perverts, one big and one small, then the level of the little pervert is certainly not as high as that of the big pervert, at least that's what Feng Qingchen thinks, and the Nine Emperors Uncle did not disappoint Feng Qingchen.
No matter how sensible and smart Zhezhe is, he is only a six-year-old child. Under the pressure of Uncle Nine Emperors, he soon became timid.
The unique childish voice asked: "Uncle Nine Emperors, do you have anything to do with me?"
"No." Uncle Nine Emperors didn't feel any guilt for bullying his filial son. He didn't treat Zhezhe as a child at all. Such a child was abnormal in itself.
Zhezhe breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked: "Since Uncle Nine Emperors is fine, can I leave?"
It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, even if Zhezhe is only six years old.
"cannot."
"Why?" Zhezhe looked aggrieved, with a hint of stubbornness on his pretty face.
"For no reason, I heard that you like blood and killing people, right?" Uncle Jiuhuang realized that this child might not be as scary as Feng Qingchen said.
The really scary thing is Xiao Wei beside him. As long as Xiao Wei is sent away, it will not be difficult for Feng Qingchen to train this child well.
"Yeah," Zhezhe nodded vigorously, his eyes shining: "I like it very much, I like the blood flying out, and I also like the blood falling on the ground, snapping like plum blossoms, and the way those cowards are scared."
The more Zhezhe talked, the more excited he became. It was like mentioning his beloved toy. Zhezhe jumped up from his chair when he was excited.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, what about you? Do you like it?"
Do you like it?
No one is born to like killing, and no one is born to like blood. Uncle Jiuhuang looked at Zhezhe with complex eyes. From Zhezhe's answer, he could tell that this child was so simple that he did not understand right or wrong, black and white, or anything.
Do you think there is anything wrong with killing someone?
When Zhezhe saw that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't answer, he hurriedly stepped forward, pulled the hem of Uncle Nine Emperors' clothes and asked, "Uncle Nine Emperors, don't you like it? It's very fun."
Boom... What I got in return was not Jiuhuangshu's answer, but Jiuhuangshu kicking the person away.
How could a six-year-old child withstand a kick from Uncle Nine Emperors? Even though Uncle Nine Emperors only used 10% of his strength, Zhezhe was kicked and rolled on the ground several times.
The guard outside the door wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the murderous look in the Nine Emperors Uncle's eyes.
"It hurts." Zhezhe put his hands on the injured area where Uncle Nine Emperors kicked him, with an accusing look on his face.
He just wanted to share interesting things with the good-looking uncle in front of him, because this uncle was the only one who would not look at him with fearful eyes. He liked this uncle very much.
Feng Qingchen wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, feeling ashamed that Uncle Nine Emperors bullied a filial son. Unfortunately, Uncle Nine Emperors himself had the consciousness of bullying a filial son, and asked coldly: "Does it hurt?"
Zhezhe nodded, his eyes were red, but he stubbornly refused to cry.
"Your little pain is nothing. The people you killed hurt ten times or a hundred times more than this. Zhezhe, it is shameful to kill people, but it is shameful to kill innocent people indiscriminately and with brutal methods." Uncle Nine Emperors is not an old master who talks about benevolence and righteousness.
, even if it is preaching, it is quite realistic.
"I didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. They all volunteered." Zhezhe said angrily, with a serious face and no trace of lying.
If he is not really ignorant, then he is hiding too deeply. If he is an adult, Jiuhuangshu will still be suspicious, but the other person is just a filial son, Jiuhuangshu believes that Zhezhe has no sense of right and wrong.
Uncle Nine Emperors looked at Feng Qingchen and told Feng Qingchen with his eyes that he should train Zhezhe to follow the path and go far.
Feng Qingchen looked at the sky silently...
Can she refuse? She felt that Uncle Nine Emperors did much better than her. As soon as he arrived at Feng Mansion, he kicked out the people around Zhezhe and beat him so that he did not dare to fight back.
Damn, let alone beating her, I can't even touch Zhezhe. How can I train and teach her?
Zhezhe lay on the ground for a long time, but no one came to help him. He also found that the uncle he liked didn't seem to like him very much. He stood up angrily, turned around and shouted at the guards outside: "You are all dead."
Well, if you don't come in, I'll throw you into a snake den."
The small body exuded a powerful aura, and the guards outside the door rushed in quickly, but they did not take action against the Nine Emperors Uncle, but knelt down in front of Zhezhe to apologize.
The thugs came, and Zhezhe was confident enough. He pointed at Uncle Nine Emperors and ordered: "You guys, kill him."
One second he was an innocent little angel, this moment he was a murderous demon. In Zhezhe's eyes, there is no one in the world that he cannot kill.
"Young Master..." The guards were in a dilemma.
Normally, if the young master said to kill ten people, they would never dare to kill nine and a half, but to kill the Nine Emperors Uncle, this...
"You dare not listen to me?" Zhezhe's body became even more fierce.
Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen looked at each other and smiled...
This kind of Zhezhe is in line with what Feng Qingchen said about the twisted heart, and the well-behaved look before was really inconsistent.
In Feng Mansion, Uncle Nine Emperors had no intention of getting into trouble with the guards of the Demon Sect, so he said: "Your leader sent him here to treat his illness. If you keep protecting him, his condition will only get worse. You all stand down."
, I guarantee that your young master will not die."
At most, he will shed a layer of skin. After all, it is impossible to train such a little pervert without any special techniques. When dealing with people like Zhezhe, it is useless to reason with him. The only way to deal with violence is to use violence.
"This..." The Demon Cult guard hesitated.
"Excuse me, if anything happens, ask your leader to come to me." Uncle Nine Emperors' patience was not enough. The guards of the Demon Cult disobeyed once or twice, and Uncle Nine Emperors' patience was exhausted.
It is true that all of Xiao Wei are good players, but it is not impossible to kill them.
"How dare you." Zhezhe shouted loudly, with a strong aura, but the next second his face turned red and he coughed violently.
That kick from Uncle Nine Emperors still hurt him.
"Young Master Zhezhe, remember your identity. You are a patient now and not the young master of the Demon Cult." Uncle Nine Emperors' words were a warning to Zhezhe and also to Xiao Wei.
The emperor was worried about the demon sect and was unwilling to confront the demon sect head-on. Uncle Nine Emperors thought the same way, but the premise was that the demon sect would not offend him.
Now that the demon sect has offended Feng Qingchen, for Uncle Nine Emperors, it is even more hateful than offending him. Since the incident happened because of Young Master Zhezhe, then he must be held responsible. Uncle Nine Emperors has always believed in using violence to fight violence.
Evil fights evil.
After scolding the guards, the Nine Emperors Uncle asked Zhezhe to come to him. Zhezhe snorted and pretended not to hear. The Nine Emperors Uncle's face darkened: "Zhezhe, my patience is limited. I will count to three. You
If you don't come, don't blame me for being rude."
"I won't."
"three"
"snort"
"two"
"One..." As soon as he finished the word, he saw Uncle Nine Emperors leaving the chair with a whoosh like an arrow leaving the string. Before Zhezhe could react, he found himself being picked up by someone, and his feet were lifted.
The gold collar around his neck made him breathless.
"Let, let go...let me go." Zhezhe's legs were kicking desperately. Uncle Nine Emperors was already on guard. He picked up the collar around Zhezhe's neck, stretched out his hand, and opened the distance between Zhezhe and him. Regardless of Zhezhe,
No matter how hard I kicked, it was of no use.
Feng Qingchen immediately looked at the guards outside the door and saw that they were all too angry but dared not speak. He was so angry that he wanted to take out his gun and kill them.
Damn it, she is a doctor, okay, but if she wants to touch Zhezhe, these people will guard her like a thief. Now Zhezhe is being picked up by the Nine Emperors Uncle as a sandbag, but no one dares to step forward.
Sure enough, people are good but can be bullied. If she had known that Uncle Nine Emperors was so useful, she would have sent him to her door long ago...
The giver’s words: Fourth update, if I don’t give you a monthly pass, I will cry for you... Yesterday, there were only 13 monthly passes, 13, this number really makes me sad...