Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

Jiang Yunxuan gave him a comforting look, then let go of his hand, and the lower half of the Tibetan mastiff that he half-dragged off the ground hit the ground with a "bang", stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Caesar!"

The boy wanted to rush to his favorite lion-headed black mastiff to have a look, but the intimidating force emanating from the tall man standing in front of him was so amazing that he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Do you really want to make yourself a prince?" Jiang Yunxuan raised his long legs, stepped on the big messy head of the Tibetan mastiff with his right foot, looked at the boy very dangerously, and asked him: "This dog almost bit me just now. It's dead, you never thought about asking why it was packed like this?"

He was too lazy to bother with a child who hadn't even grown his hair. When encountering such a shitty thing, he thought it was worthless to entangle with a spoiled child any longer.If it was those familiar subordinates in Jiang Yunxuan's team, as soon as they heard him ask this question, they would know that he had no intention of pursuing the matter further, and they would expose the matter by saying soft words to a higher level.

But such a lesson-full sentence changed the taste in the boy's ears, it was not ordinary harsh.The boy snorted coldly, and said nonchalantly: "Caesar is the smartest, and he is usually very obedient, how could he make a mistake? Besides, what's wrong with killing someone? Caesar who dares to provoke me deserves to be bitten to death!"

Hearing this, not only Jiang Yunxuan, but even Zhao Mo showed an angry expression on his face.Zhao Mo looked at the Tibetan mastiff lying on the ground, and then turned his head to look at the arrogant boy who was speaking as a matter of course, and felt a shock in his heart: His dog was yelling for people to pay for the dog's life before it was dead, and the dog bit people to death You said you deserved it?What kind of reasoning is this!

Jiang Yunxuan's reaction was more direct, he wasn't as listless as Zhao Mo, he was used to it, he was just thinking about it in his heart, but he sneered, and suddenly exerted force with his feet, kicking the Tibetan Mastiff's head fiercely.

This kick wasn't the strength of pulling it over just now, but a deadly move.As an excellent special soldier, Jiang Yunxuan's physical fitness is one of the best, and he also practiced martial arts, he is the authentic heir of Xingyiquan.His kick with all his strength, not to mention the head of a Tibetan mastiff, can even kick a steel plate tens of centimeters thick out of a hole.

Amidst the boy's ear-piercing screams, the head of the Tibetan Mastiff was kicked off with a bang, like a smashed rotten watermelon, splashing red and white all over the ground.A purebred black mastiff with a big lion head worth more than 100 million yuan went straight to see Lord Yan without even humming.

"You...you..." The boy opened his mouth wide, stuttering and speechless in shock.He raised his right arm and pointed his finger at the man in front of him who was killing his dog without blinking. His whole arm was shaking like chaff.

"What about me? Didn't you say you deserve it?" Jiang Yunxuan patted his trousers, then stepped on the shoes stained with blood and brains and rubbed them on the ground, squinting at the boy, and said in the same nonchalant tone: "Things that are inhuman, If you live, you will only harm people, but if you die, you really deserve it!"

"Do you know who I am?!" the boy screamed, his voice completely changed due to over-excitement: "My grandfather is Qi Junxiong! My father is Qi Changqing! I can kill you as easily as I crush an ant !"

Jiang Yunxuan snorted, a mocking smile appeared on his resolute and handsome face again.These second-generation ancestors who cannot be supported by mud have no other skills, but all of them will use the names of their parents to scare people.

However, Qi Junxiong, the former governor of H province? Qi Changqing, the current Party Secretary of City W?He slowly put away his smile, and his eyes became darker: The Qi family in H province is on the same boat as the Gu family in the capital, so it is still the same faction as his own...

Different from Jiang Yunxuan's thoughtfulness, Zhao Mo was completely confused by Monk Zhang Er, and couldn't figure out what the boy said had anything to do with their current affairs.

It's no wonder that Zhao Mo's family doesn't even have a TV, and his daily life consists of eating, working, and sleeping.Zhao Jun and Sanwa could get in touch with more people and things at school, but Zhao Mo had no other entertainment except listening to other stall owners and passing students gossip while selling pancakes and fruits.

He is a melancholy ordinary person who doesn't care about state affairs or current political trends. He can at most ask where the county is going to build roads and buildings again, or when the No. [-] Middle School will have a holiday to make up classes. The county magistrate's surname is Zhang, but he can't remember what his name is.

So Zhao Mo didn't know at all that their county C belongs to city C, and city C is just an ordinary second-tier city in province H, while city W is the capital of province H.The domineering boy in front of him is heavy enough to crush him to death.

Probably this is what people say that those who don't know are fearless, Zhao Mo thought that no matter how rich this boy's family is, he can't take human life seriously, so he said to him: "Don't care what your grandfather and your father's name are, you You can't use a dog to trample people! Just now this Tibetan mastiff chased me desperately, if it wasn't for Brother Jiang, I would have been bitten to death!"

While talking, he aimed his eyes at the thoroughly dead Tibetan mastiff on the ground, and couldn't bear to look at the bloody patch, so he whispered: "No matter what you say, the dog is dead now..."

"It's what you deserve for killing you! Can your life be compared to my Caesar?!" The boy looked a little hysterical, venting all his anger on Zhao Mo, who had bumped into him, and his voice was full of Vicious: "Caesar chases you because he thinks highly of you, and if he is bitten to death, he can only blame you for his bad luck!"

Zhao Mo was so angry that he was a little guilty because he watched Jiang Yunxuan kick his Tibetan mastiff to death and didn't have time to stop him, but now his unbearable, guilt, and sympathy all disappeared.

He has never quarreled with anyone, and he is usually honest and doesn't know how to swear. He can only stare at the boy in front of him, open his mouth, and he doesn't know how to come out of his mouth when his head is full of words.

The boy still refused to give up, and continued to say viciously: "Caesar can't die in vain, I want you to pay the price! Tell me your names if you can!" He paused, then said with a sneer: "It doesn't matter if you don't, I will It can always be found out, and then neither of you two will try to escape! You just wait for me!"

After finishing his harsh words, the boy turned his head, without even looking at the Tibetan mastiff lying dead on the ground, he strode down the mountain without looking back.

Before he had taken a few steps, Jiang Yunxuan suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Jiang Yunxuan, go and investigate if you have the ability." His voice was neither high nor low, and he continued to say: "It's just a black mastiff, call your father, Go find the Jiang family in the capital by yourself."

"Hmph!" The boy paused, snorted coldly, turned his head and glared at him and Zhao Mo angrily, then quickened his pace.

Seeing the boy's back gradually disappearing into the distance, Zhao Mo came to his senses, took a step forward, and yelled loudly: "Hey! Hey! Your dead dog!"

The heavens can learn from it, Zhao Mo really didn't say this on purpose to provoke the boy.He just looked at the boy's appearance and really valued the Tibetan mastiff. Thinking that the dog was dead, he called him, the master, to take the body back.

I don't know if the boy heard his cry, but Zhao Mo looked at the boy who didn't turn his head back, and started to mutter again in his heart: You won't really want them to lose money, right?But if you want people to lose money in such a thing, shouldn't you drag yourself and Brother Jiang, and take the dog's body to the police station?

Jiang Yunxuan was amused by his magical words, and his chest, which was a little stuffy, suddenly became much more open.In a happy mood, he stretched out his arms to hook Zhao Mo's neck, rubbed his wet head with his palms a few times, and said, "Leave him alone, didn't you say you wanted to take me to your house? Hurry up!

When his skin touched the wet clothes, he let go of his arms, looked Zhao Mo up and down, and frowned, "After wearing wet clothes for a long time, you can't catch a cold with your small body!"

"It's all right." Zhao Mo shook his head like a rattle, patted his chest and said, "I'm strong!"

Seeing Jiang Yunxuan ignoring him, bent down and picked up the black puffy but not blood-stained tail of the Tibetan mastiff corpse, Zhao Mo was a little unconvinced, and muttered: "Really, I can carry two hundred catties What's the point of wearing wet clothes? I'm not afraid of catching a cold even if I soak in the river for half a day..."

For Zhao Mo, Jiang Yunxuan was his savior, and he was so powerful that he could knock down a big Tibetan mastiff in two or three strokes, so he regarded him as a great hero.

When there was a TV at his house, both parents liked to watch opera channels, and Zhao Mo was also willing to watch along, and his favorite place was to watch martial arts.At this moment, Brother Jiang's image in his heart is similar to that of his most admired general, Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong.

Seventeen or eighteen is the time when teenagers worship and yearn for heroes. Even Zhao Mo, who is usually mature and prudent, still has a bit of youthful enthusiasm, but most of the time he is under the pressure of hard work.

Today's shocking encounter and the appearance of Jiang Yunxuan are like a key, unlocking the lock that Zhao Mo unconsciously put on himself, and releasing his youthful nature a little bit.

Zhao Mo, the person involved, didn't notice this change, his thoughts were very simple and pure, he just felt that Big Brother Jiang was too powerful, and he had to look good, so that Big Brother Jiang couldn't look down on him.

Before Zhao Mo could finish talking, Jiang Yunxuan had already treated the Tibetan Mastiff's blood gourd-like head with branches, leaves and soil, and he even covered up the traces on the blood-stained ground.He dragged the black corpse of the Tibetan mastiff backwards, strode forward, and when he passed Zhao Mo, he reached out and patted Zhao Mo on the shoulder: "Why are you so dazed! Hurry down the mountain!"

"Oh..." Zhao Mo agreed, trotted to follow behind his buttocks, and carefully avoided the hideous and frightening head on the Tibetan Mastiff corpse, which was blocked by mud and stopped bleeding.

After walking for a while, he couldn't help asking Jiang Yunxuan in front of him: "Brother Jiang, are you going to send the body to that boy just now? What if he wants us to lose money? Is this Tibetan mastiff quite expensive?" ?”

"Who knows where he lives? Drag the dog back to see if the hospitality can be stewed. It's a waste to throw it away." Jiang Yunxuan glanced back at him, seeing the obvious anxiety on his face, feeling that the child was obedient and obedient, He was still pitiful, but his voice could no longer be cold and hard, "Don't worry about it, I killed the dog, it's none of your business, and you won't find it if you pay for it."

These words were crisp and direct enough, and immediately made Zhao Mo's heart sink back into his stomach.As soon as he put his heart back into his stomach, he began to scold himself in his heart again: Why did Brother Jiang beat his dog to death?It was to save myself!How can I be afraid of losing money and getting into trouble, so I have the idea of ​​"fortunately it's none of my business"!

The author has something to say: Thank you, Shui Seqing Wu, for your mine~ Because I have been saving manuscripts for V these two days, so there is no way to add updates. After a while, I will definitely dedicate them to my dear friends~