The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

"Sister, you are waiting at home. My brothers are going to help you and your aunt to seek justice!" After Xu Changqing finished speaking, those black and white eyes that were as clear as glass turned into her eyes with a slight smile, and before she could speak, she turned and walked away. go.

Not to be outdone, Rong Ruo smiled and waved at Lin Qingran: "Sister, just wait for the good news from Second Brother!"

Yun Zheng walked in front of Lin Qingran, his eyes were deep, he looked at her for a long time, and said slowly: "I will humiliate those who insult you!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away. He walked in a particularly free and easy manner, and the black clothes in the sun were blown by the wind, which seemed a bit elegant.

It wasn't until the three of them walked out that Lin Qingran blinked and forced the moisture from his eyes.

Looking fixedly at the backs of the three men with arrogance and arrogance, my heart is soft every day.

Lin Qingyin was also staring at the backs of the three of them, but her tangled brows were frowned into Sichuan characters - the more you look at it, the better, the more you look at it, the more pleasing to the eye!

But there is only one younger sister!

It's really hard to choose!

Let's not talk about Miss Lin's entangled heart, let's talk about the valiant and high-spirited three young masters, when they left the gate of the Lin Mansion, they got into their own carriage and headed straight to Washington.

The carriages of these three people were fast and stable, so they arrived at the gate of Washington in a short time.

The concierge of Washington was yawning sluggishly. Ever since the matter of the young lady of the Hua family, Washington had been neglected. At this time, three gorgeous carriages suddenly arrived, and he regained his energy immediately. Big eyes looked over.

When he saw the carriage mark clearly, his heart beat, and when he saw Mr. Jun getting off the carriage, his legs trembled.

Obediently boom!

How did you provoke these three great Buddhas?Immediately turned around, recruited his companions, whispered an explanation in the young servant's ear, and when he shut up, the young servant immediately walked towards the inner courtyard like stepping on a hot wheel.

While the porter and the servant were muttering, Xu Changqing, Yun Zheng, and Rong Ruo were also muttering.

Yun Zheng said: "We are here today to seek justice for ourselves, and it has nothing to do with girls." Of course, we must speak in unison, otherwise we will be caught talking, they are men, there is nothing to be afraid of, Lin Qingran belongs to her daughter's family, so it's not good.

Xu Changqing nodded when he heard the words, and grinned: "Of course, my reputation is innocent, and I was splashed with sewage for no reason-I'm in a bad mood!" After a pause, the smile in his eyes The meaning is more intense: "I'm in a bad mood, and I'm going to make trouble, so if I don't make a big mess in Washington today, I'll write my surname upside down."

He flicked his fingers: "Let Brother Rong do the beating today, and hand over the verbal and verbal swearing to me. As for Brother Yun, just deter and deter those bastards."

When he said the last, he was so proud that a smile flowed from the brows.

The three of them had a clear division of labor, took their positions, and went straight to the gate of Hua's house. The porter's legs were trembling, but he came out to greet him.

But Xu Changqing slapped the concierge on the face without saying a word, cursing: "Master, it's a blessing that your master can't even invite you to come here, what are you doing with a mournful face? "

The concierge seemed to have a lot of rumors about Xu Changqing, so after being slapped, he didn't dare to put on a mournful face, instead he forced a smile.

With a sound of "slap", the porter was slapped again, and Xu Changqing jumped angrily: "You might as well not smile, look at you who smile like you cry, it's so ugly!"

The concierge's expression froze for a moment: I can't laugh, I can't laugh, what should he do?