Chapter 202 As far as the ability to make trouble, the three sons are really similar
Chapter 202 In terms of his ability to make trouble unreasonably, the third young master really looks like the master (please subscribe and vote)
Everyone in Yang's house stared dumbly at Wu Youzhong, who was kicked nearly ten feet away and lying motionless on the ground.
Only Wu Cha, who was huddled in the door and looking out with fear on his face, suddenly opened his starry eyes with fear and narrowed his eyes tightly with excitement.
"What bastard!" The steward of Duke Xunguo's mansion, who was almost hit by Wu Youzhong, was furious and turned his head violently.
Then he saw a fist, which shrank in size and grew in size until it was exaggerated enough to cover his sight.
Then it felt as if his left cheek had hit something heavy, and his whole body was spinning and flying backwards.
"Cheng, Cheng, Mr. Cheng?!" Liu E's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the tall, burly, upright and familiar figure.
A strong man in the rear recovered from his initial confusion, picked up the door bolt that fell on the ground without thinking, and wanted to support him.
Another big foot, about forty years old, flew in from outside the door and kicked the strong man until he screamed and fell out.
Following Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Fu, the chief steward of the Cheng Mansion, who had crawled out of the mountains and seas of blood, broke in.
He only nodded to Liu E, and rushed forward to cooperate with the third young master to beat up these bastards who broke into the house.
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Yang woke up slowly and stared dumbfounded at the strong man lying on the floor and the Wu Youzhong who made her gnash her teeth.
There is also the tall and heroic Cheng Sanlang who has not been seen for a long time. He is standing in the courtyard and patting the dust off his body.
"Master Cheng?"
Hearing Mrs. Yang's greeting, Cheng Chubi turned around and saluted Mrs. Yang apologetically.
"I've met Mrs. Yang. I'm really sorry that I came a step late. Are you okay, Mrs. Yang?"
"I'm fine, but, Mei Niang..." Yang's eyes turned red instantly.
Next to him, Zhang Dayou, the steward of the Xunguo Duke's Mansion, shook his head and was still dizzy. He opened his mouth and spit out two bloody broken teeth.
He turned his head and roared in shock and anger.
"You dare to hit people from our Duke Xunguo Mansion, well..."
"Good luck, mother!" Cheng Fu heard this and turned around and swung his leg over again, causing Zhang Dayou to jerk his head back.
It hit the ground hard again and fell unconscious again.
Wu Youzhong, who was about to lie down with his body wide open, opened his eyes and quietly relaxed himself.
Continue to calmly cover your face on the ground and maintain a comatose posture.
Seeing Liu E was relieved, Yang was trembling with fear.
Only Miss Wu Sanniang clenched her fists and waved them vigorously, her face full of excitement.
Cheng Chubi glanced around and saw the door check that fell on the ground, picked it up and said.
"Uncle Fu, you and Aunt Liu help Mrs. Yang back to the house, and I'll ask about the situation."
Yang couldn't help but said with trepidation, "Mr. Cheng, please don't cause any harm to anyone."
"It's okay, I'm just scaring them, I won't kill anyone." Cheng Chubi smiled extraordinarily sincerely.
As an excellent surgeon, the technical backbone of the township health center, and the deputy of the county high school nursing team.
He is absolutely capable of beating the opponent to a half-dead state, and his life will not be in danger.
"Brother Cheng, you are a good person...you have to save my second sister." A childish voice made Cheng Chubi lower his head.
Looking at Wu Cha, Wu Mei's favorite girl, she is about the same age as Li Mingda.
Compared to Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang, who was loved by millions of people, Wu Cha's situation seemed so bleak.
Cheng Chubi knelt down on one knee and subconsciously extended his finger. "I promise you, your second sister will be fine."
Wu Cha was a little timid and stretched out a slender little finger.
After hooking up with Cheng Chubi's fingers, he revealed a smile as bright as the spring sun.
"Okay, I believe you."
Cheng Chubi gently patted her little head and said with a smile, "Okay, go and accompany your mother."
"Well..." Wu Cha just took a few steps and saw the dead fat man Wu Youzhong lying on the ground.
I couldn't help but kicked him hard several times with my little feet, and breathed twice, then I threw away my little arms and legs and disappeared into the distance.
"If you don't want to break your arms and legs, don't pretend to be dead for me. Get up and kneel down." Cheng Chubi looked back at the courtyard and shouted in a deep voice.
Zhang Dayou slowly opened his eyes, still confused, and saw the blue sky, with white clouds like sheep...like heaven.
The huge pain from his mouth and nose finally brought him back to reality. He wanted to swallow, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
I quickly held my throat and turned over, coughing several times, and finally coughed out the broken tooth stuck in my throat.
His eyes finally focused on Cheng Chubi, and he saw his companions who were kneeling obediently with bruises and swollen faces.
Zhang Dayou's face turned purple. He never expected that the domestic slave of an honorable Duke would suffer such humiliation.
Look at this tall and majestic young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and then look at the thick and strong door bolt in his hand.
Zhang Dayou swallowed all the threats he wanted to blurt out. At this moment, he could only bite the bullet and say.
"Why are you winning?" I lost several teeth in a row, my cheekbones hurt so much, and I felt a little awkward talking.
"Shut up, I'll ask, you answer." Cheng Chubi glared at this guy unhappily, and saw the guy quickly lowered his head.
With a cowardly and cowardly attitude, everyone else also kept their kneeling posture, not daring to move.
Cheng Chubi nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, it seems these people still understand the truth."
I beat them up and vented the anger in my heart a little, but I still felt unhappy, since these people were from the Duke Xun Guo's mansion.
The person behind this is of course Zhang Yi, the prince of Xun Guo. Although I can't beat that bastard myself, that's all.
Cheng Chubi stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the group of disciples and spoke loudly.
"First, you broke into private houses without permission, second, you assaulted the head of the household, third, you destroyed other people's property, and fourth, you scared passers-by..."
"Who is the passerby?" Cheng Fu, who hurried over after just settling the Yang family, was a little confused.
There are no passers-by at all in this alley. What do you mean by this, Master?
Cheng Chubi was unhappy. He turned his head and glared at Uncle Fu, the butler who interrupted his thoughts, and pointed at the tip of his nose.
"You and I are not from Yang Zhai, nor are we in the same group with them. What are we if we are not just passers-by?"
Cheng Fu looked at the third young master blankly, and a big word of submission appeared in his heart. In terms of his ability to make trouble without reason, the third young master is indeed worthy of the master.
"Do you agree with these four points I mentioned?"
Zhang Dayou is a man of character after all, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.
"Young Master, I have no grudge against you, so why would you humiliate us like this even if you beat me?"
Before Cheng Chubi could speak, the housekeeper Cheng Fu laughed. "Hey, isn't Mr. Xun Guo very impressive?"
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