"You!" Qiao Lan pointed at Shen Lang and was so angry that she couldn't speak.
at this time.
"boom!"
The violent car engine sound sounded, and a latest blue Bugatti Veyron came quickly and stopped in front of the villa.
The Bugatti Veyron is a top-notch supercar with an exaggerated body shape, exciting style, and great visual impact. Coupled with the blinding blue polished paint, it is quite eye-catching.
The car door opened, and a young man dressed in a non-mainstream Japanese and Korean style walked out. He wore sunglasses and earrings. With his outfit and temperament, he couldn't be more like a dandy.
"Mom, I'm back." The young man put his hands in his pockets and shouted while chewing gum.
"Xiaoxing, you're back. Are you tired today?"
Qiao Lan, whose face was full of resentment just now, immediately smiled kindly when she saw the young man in front of her, got up and walked over.
This young man dressed in Japanese and Korean style is called Qiao Xing, and he is Qiao Lan's son. Su Ruoxue is not related by blood, and he is not the son of Qiao Lan and her adoptive father.
Before Qiao Lan and Su Ruoxue's adoptive father got married, they already had a son, who was of the same gender as her, and that was Qiao Xing.
Although there is no blood relationship, Qiao Xing is still Su Ruoxue's half-brother.
"Mom, you don't know how tired I am today. I'm really exhausted from dance practice, especially that stupid dance teacher. Next time that dance teacher targets me like that, I won't be too lazy to go." Qiao Xing
Sitting lazily on a beach chair.
"Xiao Xing, forget it if you don't want to go." Qiao Lan quickly comforted her.
Qiao Xing crossed her legs, glanced at Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, and suddenly showed a hint of interest.
"Sister, what brought you here? Don't stand there, come and sit over here!" Qiao Xing said to Su Ruoxue with a smile, his eyes wandering over her body for a while.
Although the female college students that Qiao Xing has played with can queue up on the same train, Su Ruoxue's beauty is still one of the best that Qiao Xing has ever seen, and she is countless times better than some of the school beauties in the university.
Qiao Xing often has sex with his nominal sister, but it's a pity that his mother Qiao Lan seems to hate Su Ruoxue's appearance.
Su Ruoxue frowned and said coldly: "No need, the matter is over."
"Tsk tsk, sister, are you here again to talk about the engagement with the eldest son of the Luo family? Oh, sister, you are so beautiful and still so young, it is a pity to get married." Qiao Xing chuckled, her eyes widening again.
He wandered around the high point of Su Ruoxue's collar for a while.
Feeling Qiao Xing's lewd gaze, Su Ruoxue felt a trace of anger.
Qiao Lan lovingly squeezed Qiao Xing's shoulders and said, "Xiao Xing, you don't have to worry about this? It's her blessing that Su Ruoxue can marry Luo Tianyao."
Qiao Xing shrugged: "Okay. I just think it's a pity that a beautiful woman like my sister should be played by that guy Luo Tianyao."
Su Ruoxue was extremely angry and looked at the two people coldly.
Shen Lang looked gloomy, thinking that this mother and son must not be a good couple.
"Eh? By the way, where are you from? I've never seen you before?" Qiao Xing pointed at Shen Lang and asked with interest.
Before Shen Lang spoke, Su Ruoxue said coldly: "He is my bodyguard."
Qiao Xing became even more interested and laughed: "So you are a bodyguard. What is your name?"
"Shen Lang." Shen Lang chuckled.
"That's a pretty frivolous name, so I'll call you Lang Zai. Haha, Lang Zai, I heard that you are pretty good as bodyguards. Have you practiced martial arts or something like that? What kind of kung fu can you do? Show me how you can do it, young master."
Qiao Xing teased like a monkey.
"Xiao Xing, you respect your status and don't interact with these despicable commoners." Qiao Lan said contemptuously.
"Are you okay? I just think Lang Zai is average and want to see what he is capable of." Qiao Xing chuckled and shouted to Shen Lang randomly: "Lang Zai, I tell you, I am not the best at school.
Those who have learned Sanda and boxing are no less skilled than you."
Shen Lang laughed mockingly and said: "Okay, since you want to see my kung fu so much, let's try sparring now and compare."
Qiao Xing immediately became interested, clenched his fists, jumped up and down in front of Shen Lang, put on a boxing posture, and shouted: "Come on, Lang Zai, I guess it's nothing for me to see your body."
Are you capable? Master, I'm not easy on you, don't blame me if I beat you to the ground later."
"Okay, Xingzi, I'll let you make the move first." Shen Lang immediately stepped forward and said with a smile.
"Fuck you, you can call me Xingzi too? Let's see what the trick is!"
Qiao Xing was very unhappy. He jumped forward like a monkey, swung his fist and hit Shen Lang.
For Shen Lang, even if he received this light punch, it would be like scratching an itch and his body would not feel anything.
Shen Lang was too lazy to play with this idiot, so he kicked Qiao Xing directly in the abdomen.
"Boom!"
Shen Lang kicked Qiao Xing away like a football. Qiao Xing spat out acid water and flew away, falling heavily to the ground.
"Ah!!! My...my belly!"
Qiao Xing held her belly and rolled around on the lawn, screaming like a slaughtering pig.
"Boy, how dare you hit me!" Qiao Xing showed a violent look on his face and roared loudly at Shen Lang.
He has been pampered since he was a child and has poor mental endurance. He simply cannot believe that a mere bodyguard dares to attack him?
When Qiao Lan saw this, he was stunned for a moment, then became furious and roared at Shen Lang: "Asshole, how dare you hit my son!"
Su Ruoxue was completely speechless and her head had a headache. Couldn't Shen Lang calm down a little?
"Ms. Qiao, it's not that I want to beat your son, it's because your son really deserves a beating." Shen Lang spread his hands with a helpless expression on his face.
Qiao Lan's face turned livid with anger, and he roared: "You, a little bodyguard, dare to put on airs, and even if you offend me, you dare to beat my son and seek death! Bodyguard, come here quickly and beat this ignorant beast to death!"
Unfortunately, Qiao Lan just fired some of her bodyguards a few days ago, and now she has no one to protect her. The bodyguards she fired were also because they couldn't stand Qiao Lan's arrogant attitude.
Shen Lang had no expression on his face, walked slowly towards Qiao Lan, and said sarcastically: "Old woman, who are you going to beat to death?"
"You dare to scold me, just wait for me, I..."
Before the angry Qiao Lan could finish speaking, Shen Lang kicked hard, smashing the table in front of Qiao Lan from the middle, sawdust flying, and the wood cracked into several pieces!
A bottle of red wine on the table was poured directly on Qiao Lan, drenching her all over.
"Ms. Qiao, my tolerance has its limits. I advise you to keep your mouth clean." Shen Lang snorted coldly.
"Beast, I'm going to kill you!" Qiao Lan climbed up from the lawn and screamed at Shen Lang with a ferocious face.
"snort!"
Shen Lang kicked out again and kicked away a corner of a stool on the grass.
"Boom!"
There was another muffled sound, and the corner of the stool kicked away by Shen Lang hit Qiao Lan's abdomen.
After Qiao Lan was hit, she fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and she let out a miserable wail.