"Daughter!" Mu Zhengrong shouted in pain and ran forward to stop her.

Xia Younan's eyes turned cold, and he shook Ye Yuqing off and kicked her over with a whirlwind kick.

"Ah!" Mu Zhengrong screamed and fell to the ground after being kicked in the face.

Xia Younan threw Ye Yuqing away, rushed over and squatted beside her, grabbed her neck with one hand, clenched the other hand into a fist, raised his arm, and punched her in the face again and again.

“Bang! Bang!” The force was so great that you could clearly hear the sound of the hand joints hitting the facial bones.

"Ah! Help!" Mu Zhengrong screamed like a pig being slaughtered. The severe pain on her face that she had never felt before made her head dizzy and her whole body tremble.

The iron fist continued to strike, again and again, mercilessly like hail.

Xia Younan had a blank expression on his face. The strength of his two hands increased. Each time he raised them above his head, he would bring them down heavily on her face.

When she was tired of hitting him, she came to the feet that she had just stretched out for Lu Xiuyuan to lick, and held her ankle with one hand and her sole with the other. A fierce light flashed on her face, and she twisted both hands together!

"what--"

Mu Zhengrong let out a heart-wrenching scream. The severe pain in her ankle made her face pale and her whole body twitched.

"Mom!" Ye Yuqing shouted in horror and walked over to pull her away.

But her wrist had been twisted out of place, and she was in so much pain that she was sweating and unable to move. How could she possibly lend a helping hand?

Seeing her coming, Xia Younan grabbed Mu Zhengrong's hair and pulled her up from the ground. With his other hand, he effortlessly grabbed Ye Yuqing's hair, and then ran to the pillar of the pavilion with all his strength.

"Ah! What do you want to do?"

Ye Yuqing's mother had no power to resist at all. She screamed as she was grabbed by the hair with each hand and dragged to the pillar.

Before they could react, Xia Younan grabbed their heads and slammed them against the pillar.

"boom!"

Two loud muffled sounds were heard, and the fragile heads of Ye Yuqing and her daughter came into close contact with the hard pillars, making them dizzy and their heads seemed to explode.

Xia Younan didn't give them a chance to breathe. He grabbed their hair and pulled them back violently, then pushed forward with all his strength, hitting their heads again.

"Bang! Bang..."

Time and again, muffled sounds were heard.

The expression on Xia Younan's face was almost brutal. He pursed his lips, stared, and his eyeballs were filled with angry red bloodshot. He pulled their hair with all his strength again and again and slammed their heads against the pillars.

Her eyes were already bloodshot, and the anger that had been suppressed for so long burst out uncontrollably, causing her to lose her mind and she wished she could take the lives of the mother and daughter!

Soon, blood began to flow from the heads of Mu Zhengrong and Ye Yuqing.

The blood flowed from their foreheads to their cheeks, and finally dripped onto the ground, forming a pool of blood that was getting bigger and bigger.

And the vermilion pillar, dyed even more red by the blood, is shocking to the eye.

How could the two women endure such torture? Their heads were splitting and their eyes were full of stars. They didn’t even have the strength to call for help. They rolled their eyes and fainted one after another.

Once they fainted, their bodies fell uncontrollably. Xia Younan felt the force of the weight on his hands that were grabbing their hair, so he had to let go and threw them to the ground, pinching his waist and gasping for breath.

Lu Xiuyuan in the yard stared at the scene with wide eyes, and six of his seven souls flew away in shock.

Oh my god, is he dreaming?

Is this woman really Ye Shiqing? Isn't this... too fierce? !

No, “ferocious” is not enough to describe it!

At this time Ye Baijiang rushed to the back garden. When he saw the scene in the back garden, he was stunned at first. His eyes were as big as copper bells, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

There were wounded soldiers everywhere, tables and stools were overturned under the pavilion, and food and tableware were scattered all over the floor, as if it had been robbed by bandits.

What made him even more unbelievable was that his wife and eldest daughter were lying on the ground unconscious, their hair was disheveled, like madmen on the street.

Both of them had blood gushing out of their foreheads, and the bright red blood had almost dyed half of their cheeks red.

The lady's nose and face were swollen and blood was coming out of all her orifices. She looked like a pig-headed spirit. It was almost unrecognizable from her original appearance.

Qing'er's cheeks were as red and swollen as steamed buns with blood at the corners of her mouth. It was so miserable.

There was no one else around except herself and the fool sitting in the yard. Only her second daughter was sitting in the pavilion with her hands on her hips, panting heavily, as if she had just had intense exercise.

"Qing, Qing'er?" Ye Baijiang finally spoke after a while, his thick lips trembling, "Are there... bandits in this mansion?"

Xia Younan sneered in her heart, walked towards him, and answered loudly: "What bandits are here? It was me who did it, so what?"

"..." Ye Baijiang's face turned green. He looked around and was speechless for a moment.

She defeated so many people alone? How is this possible? His second daughter is so powerful? Who can tell him what is going on?

"You damn old man, how dare you transfer me away and bully my Yuan'er."

At this moment, Xia Younan also understood Ye Baijiang's intention of calling her away. She was furious and rushed over to grab Ye Baijiang's collar regardless of anything. She raised her fist and punched him twice in the eyes.

"Ouch!" Ye Baijiang cried out in pain and was knocked back two steps by her. He covered his panda eyes which were filled with pain and stood there in disbelief.

Lu Xiuyuan also took a breath, completely stunned by what was happening before his eyes.

Xia Younan was really furious. She put one hand on her waist and pointed at Ye Baijiang's nose with the other, and threw out all the dirty words that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time, "You old man, I have tolerated you for a long time. You have sores on your head and pus on your feet. You are so damn bad! You think about hurting people every day and don't learn any good things.

"How dare you go out on a rainy day when you have done so many evil things? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? You are such a wicked person, what evil did your ancestors do to give birth to such a heartless person like you? Be careful that your ancestors' graves may be dug up one day and you won't know it!"

Ye Baijiang stared at her in amazement, his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit in it.

To be honest, he was a little dizzy. He was not even sure that the woman in front of him was his second daughter. He could not believe that she had just beaten him and cursed his ancestors.

The more Xia Younan thought about it, the angrier he got. He kicked Ye Baijiang to the ground, held his neck, and punched him several times in the face.

Ye Baijiang was beaten so hard that he saw stars and got angry. He warned her gloomily in a low voice, "Ye Shiqing, do you know what you are doing?"

Xia Younan was stunned, as if he just realized it, and thought to himself, "Oh no, the vest seems to be about to fall off."

No, it’s not the right time yet. She has to continue pretending to be on his side to prevent him from harming Lu Xiuyuan again.

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