After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

"Let's go and have a look."

He stood up from the sofa and walked to the box first.

The remaining gangsters instantly gained a backbone and followed him aggressively.

~

Ji Yefeng has three sons, the two older ones were born to his ex-wife.

The eldest son Ji Yanhuan is 29 years old, and the second son Ji Yanning is 26 years old.

Ji Yanhuan and Ji Yanning, brothers, relied on being the sons of the richest man to dominate Binhai, using their power to bully others, oppressing the people, and harassing women from good families.

Binhai's black and white people are extremely disgusted with these two scourges.

Due to Ji Yefeng's intimidation, no one dared to provoke them.

Unfortunately we encountered it, so we took a long detour.

~

When Huang Mao rushed into the box, the wine delivery girl had been pressed to the ground by Ji Yanhuan, her hair was scattered and her clothes were torn.

She struggled desperately, but there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women. Ji Yanhuan drank again, and with the brute force of drunkenness, he tore her clothes directly and tried to force her to do it.

Huang Mao's eyes were so wide that he picked up the wine bottle and smashed it on his head.

On the sofa next to him, one of Ji Yanhuan's bodyguards rushed over, grabbed his wrist, and threw him to the ground.

Huang Mao hit the ground hard, his head hitting the ground first, and his skin was broken and bleeding on the spot.

"Mad, you dare to hit me."

Ji Yanhuan didn't give up. He got up from the girl delivering the wine and kicked Huang Mao again.

"Xiao Xiao."

Huang Mao ignored the bleeding on his forehead and crawled closer to the girl delivering the wine.

"help me."

The girl who delivered the wine also reached out her hand and asked him for help.

"Huh, he's almost dead himself, but he can still save you?"

Ji Yanhuan spat at Huang Mao, grabbed the wine delivery girl's arm, threw her onto the sofa, and continued to tear her clothes off.

"No, no."

The girl delivering the wine struggled desperately and cried heartbreakingly.

"I kill you!"

Huang Mao's eyes were red and blurred despite the blood. He pulled out a dagger from his trouser leg and threw it at him.

"Boom."

He failed to get closer and was kicked away again.

Ji Yanhuan's two bodyguards stood in front of him to prevent anyone from approaching.

Ji Yanhuan laughed proudly and deliberately untied his belt and took off his pants in front of Huang Mao to humiliate him.

~

"Oh!"

The door of the box was kicked open again, and a group of gangsters rushed in. Their eyes were red when they saw Huang Mao's miserable state.

"beat him!"

Someone shouted and rushed towards Ji Yanhuan desperately.

The two bodyguards used their own methods to knock people down one after another.

"Hahaha, even you guys dare to fight me."

Ji Yanhuan laughed proudly, threw away his belt, and continued to take off his pants, still wanting to stimulate Huang Mao: "It's best if you all are here. I like to play exciting things. The more people there are, the more excited I am..."

"Oh!"

He couldn't continue to be proud, Xu Shaoxiong gave him a critical blow with his elbow, knocking him unconscious.

Ji Yanhuan rolled his eyes and fell to the ground like mud.

Two bodyguards tried to grab him, but he kicked them away.

"Beat them to death."

The rest of the gangsters became energetic and gathered around, punching and kicking the three of them.

Huang Mao struggled to get up, staggered towards the girl delivering the wine, took off his shirt and put it on for her, then carried her out of the box.

"Xiao Liu, where are you going?"

A young gangster with dyed red hair grabbed him and blocked him at the door.

"I'll take her back."

Huang Mao's eyes showed determination: "I will pay the money that her family owes for her. She will never be allowed to come to this ghost place again."

"Are you paying it back for her?"

Hong Mao's eyes were sarcastic: "How can you repay her what little property you have?" Huang Mao risked his life: "At worst, I can go gamble on the Black Triangle."

"Are you dumb?"

Hongmao shook his shoulders and roared: "Is that a place you can go? People will die."

"Shut up!"

Xu Shaoxiong suddenly darkened his eyebrows and scolded sternly.

The two fell silent instantly, each looking away unconvinced.

"Let him go."

Xu Shaoxiong waved his hand, signaling Hongmao to get out of the way.

"Humph."

Hong Mao glared at Huang Mao angrily, took two steps back, and moved out of the way.

"Brother Xiong, thank you."

Huang Mao thanked him, hugged the girl who delivered the drinks and left the bar without looking back.

"You two follow him and send the people back."

Xu Shaoxiong winked at the other two gangsters.

The two men agreed and took a few steps to chase after him.

"Brother Xiong, what should we do with these three people?"

The remaining gangsters pointed at the unconscious Ji Yanhuan and the two bodyguards who had been beaten up with bruises and swollen faces.

"throw it out."

Xu Shaoxiong's eyes showed disgust: "They will not be allowed to enter any bars on this street from now on."

"Okay."

The gangsters suddenly became energetic and threw Ji Yanhuan out of the bar like a dead pig.

The two bodyguards rolled out and crawled out, lifted Ji Yanhuan and stuffed him into the car, then drove out of the bar street as if they were running for their lives.

"Bah, scum."

A gangster couldn't understand his hatred and spat at the car.

"Brother Xiong."

The red-haired man looked worried: "We beat Ji Yanhuan, what if Ji Yefeng refuses to give up and deliberately seeks trouble?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Xu Shaoxiong dismissed it: "Barefoot people are not afraid of people wearing shoes. Ji Yefeng's family has a great business and is afraid that people will miss him, but we are not afraid."

"Too."

Hong Mao realized: "At worst, we have to fight with him. Anyway, we only have one life. If we drag him to hell together, we still make a profit."

"Send a few more people at Xiaoliu's place to keep an eye on him these two days. Don't let him do stupid things."

Xu Shaoxiong patted his shoulder and got on his motorcycle.

"Brother Xiong, where are you going?"

Just as Hong Mao was about to ask, Xu Shaoxiong had already put on his helmet and started the ignition.

The motorcycle made a piercing roar, rushed towards the avenue, and disappeared into the dark night after a while.

~

College of Physical Education, seaside.

"Yanyan, it's cold in QH. There's a big temperature difference at night. Please bring more long-sleeved clothes. Don't be afraid of trouble."

Ji Yanze hung up the phone and Wang Huiping's video call came back.

Song Lingyan continued to listen patiently to her adoptive mother's nagging and pass the time.

"By the way, you need to bring some pocket money when you go to other places for training. Mom will transfer 1000 yuan to you."

"No need, Mom?"

Song Lingyan saw that she was about to hang up the phone and transfer money to her while she was talking, and hurriedly stopped her: "I have money. I won the Youth Shooting Competition with a record-breaking result in the Asian Games. The organizing committee rewarded me with a reward of [-] yuan."

"Besides, your daughter is now a provincial athlete, and her monthly training fee is 2000 yuan. She can't spend it even if she doesn't go out in school. She really doesn't need you to give her any more money."

"Hehe, Yanyan is excellent."

Wang Huiping is really happy for her daughter: "She earns more money than her mother."

"Didn't I tell you that?"

Song Lingyan deliberately made her adoptive mother happy: "Leave it to me to make money. Your daughter has a promising future. I will definitely let you enjoy the blessings in the future."

"Yeah, my daughter is great."

Wang Huiping was elated when she heard this, and praised her daughter enthusiastically: "Mom, I believe in you, and you will be able to wait for that day sooner or later."