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At this time, Xia Yimin didn\'t know that Feng lengsong had already suffered a lot, and was now lying in the Feng family\'s house, half-dead.

"Stop, stop, I have something to say." Fan xingran covered his head and shouted.

"Focus on getting beaten up. We can talk later." Before he could finish his sentence, Shi chenhua kicked him in the face.

With a crack, fan xingran\'s nose tilted to one side, and red and blue blood and snot gushed out like a spring. It was like he had opened a big dye room, and he couldn\'t say a word.

Ling Chuxi could not help but laugh. Wasn\'t this her own line? Young master Shi hadn\'t learned anything else, but he had learned and applied this sentence very well, and he remembered it very clearly.

His two subordinates were standing not far away with cold sweat on their faces. They held long swords in their hands, but no one dared to make a move.

After witnessing Ling Chuxi\'s shocking sword strike and the violent methods of Shi chenhua and the others, they did not want to become pig heads, much less waste their own cultivation.

"Let me, let me." Zhuo fanglin\'s anxious voice could be heard from outside the crowd.

He and Ling Chuxi had always been enemies in the past, and it had not been long since they had buried the hatchet. Their cooperation was far from as good as Shi chenhua and the others. Although he was ready to make a move, he was a beat too slow. By the time he pounced forward, the others had already surrounded him and started fighting. He did not find a place to intervene.

After suffering for so long, he finally had the chance to abuse someone. He didn\'t want to miss this rare opportunity, so he was so anxious that he was spinning around.

"Alright, let him try his hand." Zi Yin said sympathetically as she clapped her hands.

After being bullied for so long, it was time to let others turn over a new leaf. Otherwise, sooner or later, she would be depressed and have depression.

"Everyone, stop for a moment. Let him go first." Shi chenhua extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation. With his white shirt, he really looked refined and elegant.

Looking at Shi chenhua in front of him, Xia Yimin felt that he was a completely different person from the vicious and ruthless young man he had met just now. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Xia Yimin would not have believed that such a humble and refined young man with a smile on his face could be so ruthless. Xia Yimin had a new understanding of Ling Chuxi\'s group. Ruthless, each one more ruthless than the last. They were simply a group of wolves in sheep\'s clothing.

Fan xingran was dizzy from the beating and almost cried when he heard Shi chenhua and the others \'words.

Who do you think I am? a pig waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board? You\'re actually letting me have my way? at this time, you all know how to be modest. Why didn\'t you show some benevolence and righteousness when you beat me up?

Zhuo fanglin didn\'t stand on ceremony either. He pounced forward and started punching and kicking, and a series of dense, muffled crackling sounds rang out in the courtyard.

Although Zhuo fanglin was fighting ferociously, fan xingran felt much more relaxed. When it came to underhanded methods, Zhuo fanglin\'s attainments were clearly more than a level lower than Shi chenhua and the others.

Shi chenhua and the others shook their heads as they watched. Even Xie Feiying sighed secretly. You\'ve been beaten up by granny Ling so many times. Why did it go to waste? you didn\'t learn anything. You don\'t even know how to beat someone.

Sigh, he was born to not abuse people, but to be abused instead!