President Qin climbed over the wall and knelt down on the durian

Yuan Qi's strong desire to survive made Yuan Qi forget that there were many people beside him.

Those who watched him kneeling and begging for mercy couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. If they hadn't seen his arrogant and domineering appearance just now, they would have thought he was the victim.

Xia Ye does not have such a bodhisattva heart, she has always done everything by cutting grass and roots.

Naturally, this time is no exception.

She slowly walked in front of Yuan Qi, her voice was very cold: "I gave you a chance before, but you didn't take it."

"No, I didn't." Yuan Qi shook his head, and reached out to pull Xia Ye's clothes. After meeting her eyes, he shivered and knelt there obediently.

"Last time I remembered that I had already said that the first time I didn't clean you up was not because I was afraid of you, but because I didn't want to cause trouble."

Xia Ye looked at Yuan Qi sharply, "If I let you go this time, then you probably won't even give us a chance to speak next time, just let us do it first!"

"Miss Xia, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

At this moment, Yuan Qi is still as high-spirited as before?

He looked at the people who were knocked down around him, and Xia Ye's faint smile, and his hair grew horrified.

She was obviously smiling, but for some reason, Yuan Qi felt a chill down his spine.

"Miss Xia, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Yuan Qi kept admitting his mistake repeatedly, and almost kowtowed to her.

Suddenly, there was a sound behind him.

Xia Ye felt a sharp palm wind coming, her body tilted, and she fell backwards.

The man struck with a hand like an eagle's claw, and Xia Ye rolled over and dodged.

The eyes of Yuan Qi, who was so humble just now, were full of surprise, "Uncle Geng, are you here?"

"Hmm." The middle-aged man named Uncle Geng snorted lightly and stood in front of Yuan Qi. .

"You were the one who bullied our young master just now?"

Uncle Geng looked at Xia Ye carefully, with contempt in his eyes.

"I bullied him?" Xia Ye smiled after hearing the words: "If you think so, then it's okay."

Lan Ye's face changed when he saw Uncle Geng.

He has a wide social circle, and he is very clear about many things in the upper class.

Zire was a retired mercenary who knew that the Yuan family had paid a lot of money. No one had seen him make a move, because those who had seen him make a move were already dead.

He is strong!

It was so strong that no one dared to fight against the Yuan family, even if they suffered a big loss, they could only keep it in their hearts.

Uncle Geng didn't feel the aura of a strong man on Xia Ye's body, so he narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a quick analysis, the woman in front of him was either much stronger than him, or she was so weak that he couldn't feel her strength.

Obviously, he didn't believe in the latter.

After all, Haishi is capable of confronting him. Except for the Qin family and Ouyang's well-established families, no other family has such strength.

Uncle Geng's face was full of anger, his eagle eyes were fixed on Xia Ye, "Apologize to our young master, if not, don't blame me for beating women."

"Uncle Geng, she not only bullied me but also insulted our Yuan family just now."

Yuan Qi was supported by someone, and he began to speak arrogantly.

"In that case, then, don't blame me for being rude."

After Uncle Geng finished speaking, Xia Ye's eyes darkened, "There are so many words."

Lan Ye: "...Miss Xia, don't be impulsive."

At the end of the sentence, Lan Ye looked at Uncle Geng and said, "Mr. Geng, this matter has nothing to do with Ms. Xia. If there is anything that needs to be compensated, let me apologize."

"Yes, Mr. Geng, Xia Ye is our friend and has nothing to do with this matter. If you have something to do, come to us."

Mu Chen looked at Xia Ye very worriedly, but he couldn't move at this moment because he was being pressed down.

There is no way to save Xia Ye.

Xia Ye didn't even look at the others, just looked at Uncle Geng, and asked impatiently, "Are you still beating?"