The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   "Your little girlfriend doesn't care about my affairs." Shen Weishan looked terrified and pushed everything to Tan Junxi, "This is what he wants to tie up, Dad is here to bring you home!"

Tan Junxi was standing next to him, with a long trench coat over his white shirt. He lit a cigarette for himself. The wind was strong and he lit the fire several times before he lit it. Shen Qingzhuo nodded: "Qingzhuo."

  The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, obscure and unclear.

   The snow was too heavy, blurring the look.

   "Don't ask me to say it a second time." Shen Qingzhuo was not so patient, and the bones of his fingers made a clicking sound.

   If you can’t ask, then do it.

"Ah Yan has grown up, and before you reached my neck so high that you couldn't beat me." Shen Weishan said, "Now you dare to punch your father, and you dare to beat me, I never thought that your little girlfriend would still beat me. In my hands? She's as beautiful as you were when you were a kid."

  Shen Weishan snapped his fingers, and dozens of young burly youths came out of the abandoned steel factory and approached Shen Qingzhuo!

   Shen Weishan is bound to win today, and he will bring Shen Qingzhuo back.

   Those children under his knees were all played to death, and now there is no heir in the clan, so he has to train Shen Qingzhuo to be obedient before he can become the next young master!

   One of them carried a huge golden cage and placed it on the snow.

   Shen Qingzhuo's eyes fell, and the long cold snow poured into his eyes, condensing into a bottomless storm.

  Tan Junxi finished smoking, took half a step back slowly, looked at Shen Weishan's back, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and threw it on the snow.

  Shen Weishan caressed the metal texture of the cage with his hands obsessively, with a timid tone, and smiled at Shen Qingzhuo: "Remember? Your mother lived here back then, if you don't want your little girlfriend to have any problems—"

   "Go in by yourself."

   Shen Weishan deliberately humiliated, stared straight at the boy's cold eyebrows, his blood boiling with excitement.

   No matter how old Shen Qingzhuo is, he has to be his son, and he has to listen to him at all times!

   Suddenly.

   Shen Qingzhuo actually laughed.

  He walked over step by step.

   The smile on Shen Weishan's face became more and more confident.

"boom--!"

   A punch hit him in the face!

   Immediately after, Shen Qingzhuo bent his knees and slammed against Shen Weishan's abdomen. When the other party was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten his waist, he grabbed his hair and smashed it directly on the golden cage!

   "Go to hell!" Shen Qingzhuo said in Shen Weishan's ear.

   His head slammed on the metal of the cage, and blood immediately flowed. Shen Weishan's eyes were full of golden flowers, and it was pitch black. When he felt the severe pain, he was first in disbelief, and then he was furious: "You dare to beat me?!"

   "Give it to me! He broke his leg, just leave his breath!" Shen Weishan roared, his face contorted with anger.

Shen Qingzhuo turned his head to look at Tan Junxi, the moment he saw the other party, he understood everything, still holding Shen Weishan's head in his hands, his movements bloody, his tone calm: "You didn't say, you want to use Jiang Li'an as a trigger. Sow."

   "He's not easy to deceive. If you want to catch the bait, you always need some bait." Tan Junxi said, "If I told you, would you agree?"

   "You guys—" Shen Weishan was not stupid, he immediately realized something was wrong, and in the end he laughed, "So you are a group!"

   Three days before the incident, Tan Junxi had approached Shen Qingzhuo.

   For Shen Weishan, the two can temporarily reach a cooperation.

  Shen Qingzhuo doesn't trust Tan Junxi, but he must meet Shen Weishan.

   "This account, I'll settle it with you when he is settled." Shen Qingzhuo sneered, not wasting time on Tan Junxi.

   "He handed it over to me, you deal with those people." Tan Junxi put Shen Weishan's hands behind his back.

  Shen Weishan has lived most of his life, and he is the head of an aristocratic family. He is older and his brain is not as shrewd as before, but he is not as daring as an artist to come here alone.

   These carefully selected warriors are all well-known warriors in the family. When Shen Weishan came, he thought, dealing with a nineteen-year-old boy is enough!

Although Shen Weishan was old, he was very good when he was young. He was beaten, and he wouldn't be able to fight back in a few seconds. When he fell on the ground and felt the strength passing from his muscles, his pupils tightened. In a line: "What medicine did you give me?!"

   "Good stuff." Tan Junxi smiled slightly.

   Shen Weishan is very cautious, never drinking the water handed by Tan Junxi, or anything.

  Shen Qingzhuo asked him to do something in the incense.

   This really gave Tan Junxi an inspiration. He was in the basement just now. He lit the medicine ahead of time.

  This medicine will not kill people, nor will people notice it so quickly, everything is just right.

   "But I underestimated you." Shen Weishan stared at Tan Junxi closely, and the more he looked, the more familiar he felt.

   Before he looked for Tan Junxi, he naturally understood the matter clearly, and knew that the other party and Shen Qingzhuo were incompatible, so they would cooperate. I didn't expect it.

   He even had a day when he was overcast!

   "It's just the beginning, isn't it?" Tan Junxi breathed in the frigid air on the top of the mountain, playing with a shiny scalpel in his hand, he laughed and whispered, his eyes were blood-red, treacherous and hatred intertwined.

   Over there, dozens of men surrounded Shen Qingzhuo. The figure in the middle was tall and thin, almost submerged in the snow and wind in the mountains, with a straight back.

   Under the siege, he was at a disadvantage, but abruptly made everyone lose money!

  Shen Qingzhuo is very good at fighting. He has been trained since childhood. From how to hide, how not to hurt, and how to resist, blood and flesh, the memory is engraved in his bones.

   "Don't linger!" Shen Qingzhuo said to Tan Junxi in a cold voice just after throwing a strong man on the ground, stepping on the other's head with his feet.

   "Do you really think that I am so easy to deceive?" Shen Weishan burst into tears when he laughed, his old and rotten face showed a ferocious texture, and his laughter echoed in the sky, "Innocent!"

  Shen Weishan never believed in Tan Junxi or Shen Qingzhuo from the very beginning.

   He only believes in himself!

  Nanping mountainside, basement.

   The thumping sound was dull.

  Jiang Li'an hit the bedside table again and again, hitting it with his body, kicking with his feet that were tied together, and the bed board creaked with the movement!

"boom--"

   The glass on the nightstand is broken!

   She immediately leaned up and tried to slash the rope with shards of glass.

  Jiang Li'an has never been so wronged before. The sharp glass edges and corners rubbed the rope and cut the skin at the same time, leaving bloodstains. The pain was so painful that she burst into tears, her face was full of tears, and her voice was choked.

   "Why does it hurt so much, what a **** glass woo woo woo bad review, go bankrupt..."

   While crying out of breath, he didn't stop for a minute.

  Suddenly at this moment, she really thought about Shen Qingzhuo.

  The door was locked from the outside, Jiang Li'an lifted the stool and smashed the window, flipped out, and fell heavily on the snow!

   There was blood everywhere on her body. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and the wind and snow hit her face, blurring her vision.

  Cold to the point of shivering.

  Jiang Li'an didn't know this place at all, she only knew that it was on the mountain. Now she has to find Shen Qingzhuo and tell him that she ran out, but all the electronic equipment on her body was taken away by Tan Junxi!

   Jiang Li'an drenched people's blood in his heart and stared at the faintly covered footprints going up the mountain. After a long while, he made a risky decision, staggering, and walked up the mountain.