Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

"Wait, what do you want to do? Don't come here! Get out! Get out of here! Get out of here! Did you hear that, you trash!"

The young man with a male duck voice closed his eyes tightly, his hands were flying around, and his pale face was full of panic, as if Qu Yizhao was a serial murderer.

Qu Yizhao looked at Cheng Mu who was trembling all over, hooked the corners of his mouth in a happy mood, and said slowly: "If I am a waste, then what are you, who is about to be scared by the waste to pee your pants?"

Qu Yizhao frowned, then said with a relieved smile, "Garbage that is more trash than trash?"

Hearing the word "garbage", Cheng Mu suddenly became excited, he danced like a dancing orangutan, and he didn't seem to be afraid of Qu Yizhao at all.

Qu Yizhao hooked his lips when he had had enough, looked at Cheng Mu's excited look with cold eyes, his indifferent expression seemed to have seen enough of this farce, and then he sneered moderately.

Cheng Mu became more and more excited, his eyes were red, and his expression was ferocious. He shouted loudly: "Shut up, I'm not trash, what do you know about this trash! What do you know about this trash who grew up in a honeypot since childhood!"

Qu Yizhao smiled, and didn't care about Chengmu's cursing and insulting at all. She was just testing it a little bit, but she didn't expect the rumor to be true.

It is said that the current head of the family is a person with mental problems. If he is not happy, he will fight with his wife, children or servants, and inflict violence.

Moreover, this head of the married family likes to call others "garbage" very much, Qu Yizhen thought, since he has violent tendencies and likes to call people "garbage".

Well, the two brothers who got married should have been scolded as "garbage".

Seeing Cheng Mu's broken and crazy appearance, Qu Yizhao suddenly felt sorry for him, but soon, the expression of pity was replaced by indifference.

This kind of rubbish does not need sympathy, and there is no need to sympathize with him, everything is his own fault.

Qu Yizhao looked coldly at Cheng Mu sitting on the ground going crazy, without saying a word, his eyes seemed to be looking at some useless garbage.

Suddenly, Cheng Mu looked at Qu Yizhao, smiled strangely, and made several mouth shapes to Qu Yizhao.

—Go to hell, you trash!

Qu Yizhao raised his eyebrows, then tilted his head slightly, the iron rod that was originally swung at her suddenly hit a gap, she didn't even look back, as if the clown who sneaked up on her behind her was some kind of clown, not enough For fear.

Looking at Qu Yizhao like this, Cheng Mu choked his throat, not knowing how to describe him, devil? Or the devil Satan?

Cheng Mu watched as the other party casually knocked out the person who attacked her, how many minutes did it take for the whole process? I don't know, Cheng Mu didn't count how long it took the other party to deal with that tall and mighty gangster.

But the mighty and tall little bastard covered in sinews was like a fragile rag doll in Qu Yichao's hands, and he fainted after two or three strokes.

If Cheng Mu hadn't invited them to come over to deal with Qu Yizhao, Cheng Mu would have suspected that Qu Yizhao had bought them with money, and then performed this play on purpose.

Cheng Mu looked at Qu Yizhao in fear, his eyes protruded like a goldfish, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him could be Qu Yizhao, how could this be Qu Yizhao?

Everything that happened in front of him was like a dream, and Cheng Mu suspected that he might be dreaming, and it was still a persistent nightmare.

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