Ben Gong became popular in the entertainment circle by relying on force

Chapter 22 Beat my mother? Huh?

"You think I don't dare?"

If the old man hadn't told her that he wouldn't hit her again, he would have...

Feng Yanshao's patience finally ran out, and he endured it again and again, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, so he raised his whip and hit Mrs. Feng and Feng Qianzhuo!

ah!

Seeing this scene, the surrounding servants exclaimed silently, as if the scene three years ago had reappeared!

The butler's eyes were dark and full of expectation...Who knows what he was expecting?

This scene was what Feng Feili had been looking forward to, but for some reason seeing her crying with tears and snot all over her face... she felt a little pitiful for no reason!

And Xin Manling evoked the most joyful smile!

Fight, fight!

She hasn't seen such a scene in three years! She really misses it!

"Zhuo Zhuo is not afraid!"

Seeing Feng Yanshao's whip coming towards her, Madam Feng not only did not move away, but hugged Feng Qianzhuo tightly, using her thin body to block the wind, rain and harm, and protecting her closely in her arms

!

Even though her thin body couldn't bear the whip, she didn't dodge it!

Snapped!

But at the next moment, such a sharp whip was struck. Just when everyone thought that the scene three years ago was going to happen again, and the mother and daughter were seriously injured again, lying on the ground dying and covered with scars, that whip was actually struck by

Feng Qianzhuo just caught it with his bare hands... and stopped...?

"you……"

He never thought that Feng Qianzhuo would catch his whip with his bare hands. Feng Yanshao's eyes were full of horror as if he had seen a ghost, and then he tried to pull the whip back unbelievingly, but... he couldn't pull it!

Face hurts!

"Hit my mother? Huh?"

After recovering from the deep pain of the past, Feng Qianzhuo discovered that someone actually dared to hit her mother... The anger in her heart was almost ignited in an instant!

Then a trace of bloodthirsty color instantly appeared in his narrow and beautiful eyes.

This kind of bloodthirsty look rarely appears in Feng Qianzhuo's eyes except on the battlefield, but once it appears, it means he can't be good without blood!

"You...I...what if I hit you?"

He accidentally looked into Feng Qianzhuo's cold eyes, and was instantly frightened by the bloodthirsty look in her eyes.

The next moment, his soul seemed to be dragged into an invisible spiral nest, making him feel as if he was trapped in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The thick bloody aura and shocking evil aura instantly rushed towards his face, making his teeth

Shivering momentarily.

"So what if I get beaten?"

Feng Qianzhuo held the whip in her hand, and that familiar feeling came back! Because this whip... was actually the same as the "divine whip" given by the late emperor that her father, Zuo Xiang, used to beat her in her previous life.

so similar!

Even when she was a child, she was beaten so badly that she was so angry that she secretly took a knife to cut off the whip. The incisions are still there. This... Feng Qianzhuo frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, as if she had been beaten.

Ignored?

boom!

Feng Qianzhuo's hand holding the whip suddenly trembled... Feng Yanshao didn't notice it for a moment, and was pulled by her. He staggered and fell to the ground in an instant. Feng Qianzhuo even shook the whip in his hand.

Take it!

Mrs. Feng: "..."

housekeeper:"……"

Xin Manling: "..."

Feng Feili: "..."

Servants: "..."

It was quite sudden!

The master who was so majestic and ready to whip someone just a moment ago was snatched away by the young lady after only one round...

(End of chapter)