1072 Delivered to the door, the mighty uncle of the nine emperors
Since there are one or two perverts, the level of perverts is certainly not as high as that of great perverts. At least that is what Feng Qingchen thinks, and Uncle Nine Emperors did not disappoint Feng Qingchen.
No matter how sensible and smart he is, Zhezhe is only a six-year-old child. Under the pressure of Uncle Nine Emperors, he soon became timid. He pouted, with a layer of mist in his eyes, and receded slightly, using the child's unique expression.
The childish voice asked: "Uncle Nine Emperors, do you have anything to do with me?"
"No." Uncle Jiuhuang didn't feel any guilt for bullying the child. He didn't regard Zhezhe as a child at all. Such a child is 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 beautiful face.
"No reason, I hear you like blood and killing, right?" Uncle Jiuhuang realized that this child might not be as scary as Feng Qingchen thought.
What is really scary is the guards around him. As long as those guards are sent away, it will not be difficult for Feng Qingchen to train this child well.
"Yeah," Zhezhe nodded hard, 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."
Zhezhe became more and more excited, just like lifting his favorite toy. Zhezhe jumped up from his chair when he was excited.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, what about you? Do you like it?"
Like it?
No one is born to like killing, and no one is born to like blood. The Nine Emperors Uncle looked at Zhezhe with complicated 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... instead of an answer from Uncle Nine Emperors, Uncle Nine Emperors kicked the person away.
How could a six-year-old child endure 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 child. Unfortunately, Uncle Nine Emperors himself had the consciousness of bullying a child, and asked coldly: "Does it hurt?"
Zhezhe nodded, his eyes were red, but he stubbornly refused to cry.
"The pain you feel 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 teaching 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 would still be suspicious, but the other person is just a child, and Jiuhuangshu believes that Zhezhe has no sense of right and wrong.
Uncle Jiuhuang 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 hard that he didn't dare to fight back.
Damn it, stop fighting. I can't even touch Zhezhe. How can I train 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.”
His body exuded a powerful aura, and the guards outside the door rushed in. However, they did not take action against Uncle Nine Emperors, but knelt down in front of Zhezhe to plead guilty.
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 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 wants to kill ten people, they would never dare to kill nine and a half, but if they want to kill the Nine Emperors Uncle, this...
"You dare not listen to me?" Zhezhe's anger became even stronger.
Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen looked at each other and smiled...
This kind of Zhezhe is in line with Feng Qingchen's inner distortion, and the well-behaved look before was really inconsistent with him.
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 should retreat."
, I guarantee that your young master will not die."
Shed off an extra layer of skin. After all, if you want to train such a pervert, you won't be able to do it without special techniques. To deal with people like Zhezhe, reasoning with him is useless. Fighting violence with violence is the kingly way.
"This..." The Demon Cult guard hesitated.
"Go down, if anything happens, ask your leader to come to me." Uncle Nine Emperors' patience was not enough. The guards of the demon sect disobeyed once or twice, and Uncle Nine Emperors' patience was exhausted.
It is true that all of these guards 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.
The 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 the guards.
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, it is even more hateful to Uncle Nine Emperors than to offend 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 and evil.
Control 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 leaving with his feet.
, 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...
To the readers: Fourth update, if I don’t give you monthly passes, I will cry for you... Yesterday, there were only 13 monthly passes, 13, this number really makes me sad...