To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 104 A soldier can be killed but not humiliated

  While the teenagers were still dazed, a figure as fast as lightning rushed over.

  Shi Yan tripped and stumbled with a sweeping leg, followed by punches and kicks.

  Damn it, let him brush the pail!

  Damn it, let him raise geese!

  Damn it, say he looks ugly!

  The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the screams of the teenagers became louder and louder.

  The little **** the side stomped anxiously: "Stop beating, stop!"

   Several teenagers writhing in pain showed hope.

  Shi Yan withdrew his hands, and said with a cold face: "It's cheap for you brats."

   Sure enough, beating people is a good way to relieve anger. If these boys were not too weak, he could still beat them for an hour.

"Who told you to hit someone?" Hong Dou glared at Shi Yan, knocked one of the teenagers who was about to get up to the ground with a punch, and said angrily, "It's your turn, I have an errand to grab someone else's. "

  Beating and robbing people are all her business, a goose raiser messing around with something.

  The more the little maid thought about it, the more angry she became, and she punched and kicked the boys again.

   Several teenagers let out an angry cry for help: "Help—"

   "How dare you call for help!" Hongdou raised her brows, "Do you know how to call for help and file a complaint after a fight?"

  The boy named Xu Qi flashed his eyes.

   This kind of words are too familiar, he has heard it many times.

  That's what the **** in front of him told him. Even the two younger brothers who were under ten years old occasionally had a dispute and begged him not to tell his parents.

   How can children sue when they fight, how embarrassing it is.

   This servant girl also said the same thing, so it is right not to complain to the adults...

  The boy thought too far away for a while.

   "Why did they beat you?" A quiet and pleasant voice sounded.

  Xu Qi realized that the girl was asking him, but didn't say anything, the corners of his mouth curled up coldly.

  Luo Sheng looked angry and distressed, and looked at the boys with a cold face: "Then tell me why you beat him."

   "It's none of your business, are you his little wife—" The boy at this age is the most unscrupulous, and he dares to say anything when he opens his mouth.

  It's a pity that Hongdou's embroidered shoes kicked her on the mouth before finishing her dirty words.

   After kicking, Hongdou said viciously: "If you talk nonsense again, your mouth will be kicked!"

  Luo Sheng said lightly: "Don't stop, keep fighting."

   Several teenagers who had been beaten roughly were taken aback for a moment.

  This, this is too cruel!

  Hongdou's eyes lit up, and his fists rained down on several teenagers.

   "Help—" one of the teenagers gathered all his strength and screamed.

  A cold light flashed in front of him.

  Luo Sheng played with the dagger, and said coldly: "Do you want to lure your servants here?"

  The teenagers didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, with hatred in their eyes, they were obviously waiting for the servants to come and give this devilish girl a hard lesson.

  Luo Sheng sneered: "It wasn't like this when you surrounded people here just now. Why, now that you've suffered a disadvantage, you want to call someone? How can there be such a cheap thing."

   Speaking of this, she shook her dagger and warned calmly: "If you dare to attract others, I will use this to make a hole for each of you. Don't worry, I will never favor one person over another."

   "You, how dare you!" A young man shouted fiercely.

  Luo Sheng glanced at him and smiled: "Why don't I dare? You molested me, can't I fight back out of self-protection?"

   Several teenagers were dumbfounded.

  How could there be such a shameless girl?

  A young man was so blessed that he blurted out: "Are you Miss Luo?"

  Luo Sheng showed a look of relief: "The answer is correct, but there is no reward. If you don't answer my question well, you will continue to be beaten."

   Recognizing Luo Sheng's identity, several teenagers were shocked.

   I heard that Miss Luo even snatched King Kaiyang...

   "Okay, now you can talk about why you beat him. Remember, if you don't talk, you will continue to be beaten. If you don't talk, you will be beaten until you either talk or die. Don't have other extravagant hopes."

  If Luo Sheng hadn't known Luo Sheng's identity before saying this, the teenagers might have held on for a while, but now they can't afford the idea.

  A teenager struggled to get up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "We have never gotten along, fighting is a common occurrence."

   "You are not fighting, but beating one-sidedly." Luo Sheng pointed out sharply.

   When the little nephew is really fighting alone with others, she may just watch the excitement with a cold eye.

   Boys don’t know how to fight, winning or losing is nothing. If you lose this time, just go home and practice hard to win again.

  But she couldn't tolerate several people beating her little nephew.

  Is it just a display to be her aunt?

  The young man took a quick look at Xu Xi, and argued, "A few days ago he hit a friend of ours—"

  Luo Sheng's tone was even colder: "Uh, how many friends did he call together?"

  The boy was suffocated by the question.

   "It seems that he is fighting alone." Luo Sheng smiled.

  The teenagers didn't say a word, which seemed to be acquiescing to Luo Sheng's words.

   There was applause, and a sarcastic smile hung on the corner of the girl's mouth.

   "It's really promising. If you fight alone and lose, a group of people will fight back."

  The faces of several teenagers became even more ugly. They wanted to refute but had nothing to say, and they didn't dare to cover up their embarrassment.

  Luo Sheng tilted his head and told Xu Qi: "In the future, stay away from these people, and you don't have to fight, so that those who are close to ink will not become such cowards."

   Such a tone was like an elder educating the younger generation. Xu Xi didn't sound very cheerful, but when he saw the even more unhappy expressions of his opponents, he suddenly felt better and gave a low hum.

  Luo Sheng glanced at several teenagers, raised his chin slightly: "It just so happens that the girl is in a good mood, so I don't care about it this time. If you do evil again in the future, don't blame me for helping the people."

   Several teenagers breathed a sigh of relief.

  One of the teenagers glanced at Xu Qi and asked unwillingly, "Miss Luo, why did you help Xu Qi?"

  They don't remember any friendship between the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion and the Changchun Hou Mansion.

   I am not afraid if I really have friendship, there are many people who have friendship with the Changchun Hou Mansion, who knows that the wife who is in charge of the Changchun Hou Mansion is not Xu Qi's own mother.

   And Xu Qi is a fool who doesn't know how to complain.

  Hongdou was surprised: "You still have the nerve to ask us girls for such a simple reason?"

   "Simple?" Several teenagers lost their voices, eyes full of confusion.

  Where is it easy?

  Hongdou put his hips on his hips and sneered: "Of course it's because you guys are uglier than Mr. Xu, so instead of helping Mr. Xu, you help you?"

   "You—" If you hadn't been taught a bad lesson just now, the teenagers would have liked to fight with Hongdou.

  This lowly maid is so annoying.

  People have to bow their heads under the eaves, hold back!

  Several teenagers walked out of the dark alley supporting each other, weeping in the bright sunshine.

  It's great to be alive.

   After a moment of emotion, a young man questioned his soul: "Are we uglier than Xu Qi?"

  In the alley, Luo Sheng glanced at Xu Qi, and said calmly, "Come with me."

  Xu Qi didn't move.

  Luo Sheng frowned and looked at him.

  The young man took a step back and said in a fierce tone, "I, I tell you, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated!"

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  (end of this chapter)