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Chapter 235
The three words illegitimate made Christian gasp. Cyril Cong noticed that the boy’s body was stiff, and turned to his mother and said, you are frightened him. What is your attitude? Cyril Cong’s mother, Lin Qiao, narrowed her eyes.
The majesty in her eyes made Christian a little scared.
The look in his eyes is completely different from the look in Elbert’s eyes. Elbert is still loved by blood, and the woman in front of him, like a robot boy, instinctively resists this emotion.
They don’t like him.
He would not like them either. Cyril Cong frowned.
I want to know what you are going to do if you invite me over.
He aggravated the word “please”, saying that it was please, but it was nothing more than a threat to him. Use Christian’s safety to threaten him.
Lin Qiao sneered, if it weren’t for the invitation, you still know that I’m not like me in this home. Cyril Cong glanced at Lin Qiao, and I left without much else.
Stop Lin Qiao’s eyes are cold-blooded, what do you say about Qin Shanshan? Who is Qin Shanshan? Cyril Cong is as cold as his mother.
Lin Qiao was so angry that his son didn’t catch his breath, and clutched his chest.
It was the girl who had been in love with you for a long time. What did that woman do? Cyril hugged Christian and walked forward, unfamiliar. forget. With just a few simple words, Lin Qiao’s expression on the back was so angry that his face changed suddenly. You gave me a stop when you walked out today, and don’t even think about coming back.
I never thought about coming back. Cyril Cong sneered, just this home, I really feel sick. You beg me to come back, I will never come back. Cyril Cong Lin Qiao’s body shook, and a servant next to her immediately supported her and shouted, the lady gave him to me and Lin Qiao’s face was pale, I will teach my son the rules of the jungle today. Jungle, jungle, underground The largest mysterious organization.
Christian has also seen news about the jungle on the web.
His face is pale and he is clutching Cyril Cong’s sleeve. Uncle, don’t talk now. Cyril Cong’s aura was terribly cold, and he followed me.
He guarded Christian behind him, and then glanced at the servants who were gradually surrounding him.
The man’s expression was extremely harsh. Why, you want to do something to my own son. Jungle has always had no blood relationship.
It is only obedient, and the disobedient Lin Qiao is mean-looking, pointing at Cyril Cong, and giving birth to such a rebellious you, is that my biggest mistake is nothing more than being said by my own mother.
It’s ridiculous. Cyril Cong smiled dumbly. Now that I was born, it was your own sin. No matter what I lived into, you deserved Lin Qiao’s body to shake again.
It seemed that I couldn’t believe Cyril Cong would say this.
Then, her eyes were red, and the unfilial son grabbed him for me. My uncle Christian cried out, and stretched out a big hand behind him and picked him up.
The little boy had never been so frightened. Cyril Cong turned his head and punched the man who was trying to take Christian away without hesitation.
He pushed him against the wall, grabbed his hair with his hands, raised his leg and slammed his face against his knee with nosebleeds.
The man broke a front tooth and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Lin Qiao trembled and turned Cyril Cong back. You are trying to rebel against Cyril Cong and snatch Christian from that person.
His expression is fierce. Don’t let your people touch him.
Christian is protected by him with a look of horror. . What happened, why did my little uncle quarrel with his mother? Why is it so serious that you can ignore the family affection? You put the wild species down to me Lin Qiao was so angry that he could not speak, and pointed to Cyril Cong Dao, do you even have to disobey your mother’s order? I don’t know where the word “YeZhong” irritated Christian, he shouted with red eyes, I am not a wild type, but the firm voice made everyone on the scene startled Now, Lin Qiao seemed to be shocked by what Christian said.
He reacted and yelled at Christian. On the contrary, before you entered Cong’s house, you dare to yell at your elders.
Christian, who Shan holds in his arms, is obviously afraid, but even if he is afraid, he insists on some of his principles.
It is that you disrespect me first. Would you be very happy if you were scolded as a wild species? You insulted me , Why should I respect you obediently, the words are round, the voice is trembling but the tone is firm, Lin Qiao points to Christian, and his fingers are trembling with anger, okay, you, you have a sharp mouth, don’t think our Cong family will recognize it You and I are not Cong. My surname is Tang, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, and Tang Christian is also on the bar with Lin Qiao.
Look at how you look like you really have lowered your style. What did this stinky kid say? He actually said that she had no style.
Lin Qiao had red eyes, and people around him quickly came up to catch Christian.
It seemed that he was going to close the door for a family education.
To put it bluntly, he would just play at the door. But Cyril Cong’s skills are quite good, he easily avoided the attacks of the servants, and then kicked the stool by his leg, kicked the stool over and flew towards them, Lin Qiao was guarded by the servants. Flashing to the side, Cyril Cong, are you going to break with the jungle for this evil kind of seed? Isn’t I in the mood to be the young master of the jungle sect, Cyril Cong’s voice seems to be quenched, with a deep chill, if you dare to force me, I don’t mind if the fish die, the fish die, the fish die, and Lin Qiao hears a joke. What a joke. Your father wants to train you to become a leader in the jungle. You dare to tell me that you’re going to put your burden on Cyril.
A dog is more conscientious than you, the second wife and the third wife.
Those sons of the second wife and third wife are staring at each other closely, and they are keeping a close eye on the position of the master of the jungle.
How can you tell me to sit more firmly? Dogs are more conscientious than me, then go and raise a dog. , And then cultivate it to become a master of the jungle. Cyril Cong smiled, how great it is to make a logo, since then the logo of the jungle is a dog. Cyril Cong Lin Qiao was so angry that he was trembling with this unsatisfied son.
He almost didn’t catch his breath.
He stopped him from running out of the Cong family’s position as the jungle young master. You have to sit or not. You have to sit or not.
Today, I asked someone to break your leg and used a wheelchair as me.
Lin Qiao even ignored that this was his own son who had worked so hard to raise, and directed a bunch of people around. What are you doing eating plain rice? Don’t hesitate to stop the eldest master from being a vegetative man in bed.
It’s better than what he is doing outside, doing brain-dead games and the mud can’t support the wall. Cyril Cong has always been indifferent and calm in character, but My mother’s words made her fingers tremble faintly.
How hard is the heart of a person who can say this? Cyril Cong clenched his fist and said to Christian, sorry, it hurt you.
Christian was hugged by him, clutching his arm tightly.
I was not afraid, my little uncle, I was not afraid.
He was trembling clearly, but he comforted Cyril Cong by saying that he was not afraid.
Lisa brought up Christian into a very good little man. Cyril Cong suddenly thought, if this son is really his own son, it would be great.
Lin Qiao’s eyes were red with anger, and people around him quickly came up to grab Christian.
It seemed that he was going to close the door for a family education.
To put it bluntly, he would just have a meal at the door. But Cyril Cong’s skills are quite good, he easily avoided the attacks of the servants, and then kicked the stool by his leg, kicked the stool over and flew towards them, Lin Qiao was guarded by the servants. Flashing to the side, Cyril Cong, are you going to break with the jungle for this evil kind of seed? Isn’t I in the mood to be the young master of the jungle sect, Cyril Cong’s voice seems to be quenched, with a deep chill, if you dare to force me, I don’t mind if the fish die, the fish die, the fish die, and Lin Qiao hears a joke. What a joke. Your father wants to train you to become a leader in the jungle. You dare to tell me that you’re going to put your burden on Cyril.
A dog is more conscientious than you, the second wife and the third wife.
Those sons of the second wife and third wife are staring at each other closely, and they are keeping a close eye on the position of the master of the jungle.
How can you tell me to sit more firmly? Dogs are more conscientious than me, then go and raise a dog. , And then cultivate it to become a master of the jungle. Cyril Cong smiled, how great it is to make a logo, since then the logo of the jungle is a dog. Cyril Cong Lin Qiao was so angry that he was trembling with this unsatisfied son.
He almost didn’t catch his breath.
He stopped him from running out of the Cong family’s position as the jungle young master. You have to sit or not. You have to sit or not.
Today, I asked someone to break your leg and used a wheelchair as me.
Lin Qiao even ignored that this was his own son who had worked so hard to raise, and directed a bunch of people around.
I’m stupefied for what I’m doing to eat rice.
Stop the young master from me. Don’t hesitate to beat me and lie on the bed as a vegetative.
It’s better than what he is doing outside, doing brain-disabled games.
The mud can’t support the wall. My mother’s words made her fingers tremble faintly.
How hard is the heart of a person who can say this? Cyril Cong clenched his fist and said to Christian, sorry, it hurt you.
Christian was hugged by him, clutching his arm tightly.
I was not afraid, my little uncle, I was not afraid.
He was trembling clearly, but he comforted Cyril Cong by saying that he was not afraid.
Lisa brought up Christian into a very good little man. Cyril Cong suddenly thought, if this son is really his own son, it would be great.
Lin Qiao’s eyes were red with anger, and people around him quickly came up to grab Christian.
It seemed that he was going to close the door for a family education.
To put it bluntly, he would just have a meal at the door. But Cyril Cong’s skills are quite good, he easily avoided the attacks of the servants, and then kicked the stool by his leg, kicked the stool over and flew towards them, Lin Qiao was guarded by the servants. Flashing to the side, Cyril Cong, are you going to break with the jungle for this evil kind of seed? Isn’t I in the mood to be the young master of the jungle sect, Cyril Cong’s voice seems to be quenched, with a deep chill, if you dare to force me, I don’t mind if the fish die, the fish die, the fish die, and Lin Qiao hears a joke. What a joke. Your father wants to train you to become a leader in the jungle. You dare to tell me that you’re going to put your burden on Cyril.
A dog is more conscientious than you, the second wife and the third wife.
Those sons of the second wife and third wife are staring at each other closely, and they are keeping a close eye on the position of the master of the jungle.
How can you tell me to sit more firmly? Dogs are more conscientious than me. , And then cultivate it to become a master of the jungle. Cyril Cong smiled, how great it is to make a logo, since then the logo of the jungle is a dog. Cyril Cong Lin Qiao was so angry that he was trembling with this unsatisfied son.
He almost didn’t catch his breath.
He stopped him from running out of the Cong family’s position as the jungle young master. You have to sit or not. You have to sit or not.
Today, I asked someone to break your leg and used a wheelchair as me.
Lin Qiao even ignored that this was his own son who had worked so hard to raise, and directed a bunch of people around.
I’m stupefied for what I’m doing to eat rice.
Stop the young master from me. Don’t hesitate to beat me and lie on the bed as a vegetative.
It’s better than what he is doing outside, doing brain-disabled games.
The mud can’t support the wall. My mother’s words made her fingers tremble faintly.
How hard is the heart of a person who can say this? Cyril Cong clenched his fist and said to Christian, sorry, it hurt you.
Christian was hugged by him, clutching his arm tightly.
I was not afraid, my little uncle, I was not afraid.
He was trembling clearly, but he comforted Cyril Cong by saying that he was not afraid.
Lisa brought up Christian into a very good little man. Cyril Cong suddenly thought, if this son is really his own son, it would be great.
Chapter 236
However, this thought only flashed for a moment, Cyril Cong touched Christian’s head, and then said to him, hurrying. You must not hurt yourself.
Christian raised his head in his arms. We are gone. Mommy will be very worried about us. Don’t get hurt.
She will be sad.
Christian’s words made Cyril Cong’s nose sore.
He pressed hard.
Christian’s forehead, pressed his head to his shoulder, closed his eyes, don’t look.
Christian grasped Cyril Cong’s clothes tightly and tears came out. Uncle, I’m fine, don’t get hurt. When he was crying, he was thinking of Cyril Cong’s safety. Cyril Cong thought of Lisa.
She had a heart of innocence. Even if she was trampled on and insulted by others, she would still treat the people around her with care and consideration like sunshine.
He had learned about Lisa’s past, only to realize that this woman had suffered so many unfair treatments, but she was still kind, even if she was trapped to death, she opened her eyes, and her eyes were still clear and bright.
It is probably because of her character education that she has such a strong spine.
After five years of imprisonment, he has not been destroyed into a madman who hates the world, but has the courage to start all over again.
Think about it, this woman is really braver than herself. Cyril Cong whispered, okay, let’s go back to see your mother early.
I don’t know when, Lisa has become a kind of comfort for them.
It turns out that they have been protected by the people they want to protect. Because I want to protect, so strong enough to hold everything.
There were fierce and rigorously trained servants Chong Shan rushed towards him, followed by others who had no shortage of swinging sticks in their hands.
The originally high-sounding servants of the Cong family took off the deacon’s clothes as soon as the door was closed. Cyril Cong was forced to the corner with his fierce figure, with one hand still on top of Christian’s head, and the other hand severely blocked the spread of the sharp pain from the man’s knock.
He gritted his teeth and snorted, then took advantage of it.
The man shot and kicked the opponent’s unprotected belly.
The man flew out and knocked down two or three people.
Suddenly, the scene became extremely chaotic. Cyril Cong stepped on the two-step wall in the air, and slammed his foot on the shoulders of his subordinates with force.
Then his legs were twisted in a very beautiful posture, as long as the force is strong. Just one point can twist a person’s neck.
Lin Qiao was used to seeing bloody scenes, but was shocked by his own son who was struggling in the crowd.
He has received rigorous training from the Cong family since he was a child, including every move that represents the rules of the jungle.
Lin Qiao only hopes that his son can be the young master of the jungle. Unexpectedly, his son has become more and more rebellious since he was an adult, and he will leave the Cong family to abandon all his money and reputation.
He hates the mechanical cold jungle.
If he stays any longer, he will definitely become a cold-blooded monster.
He can say that he doesn’t like it, but he thought for her mother that there is no jungle lady, not only her family, but also other houses.
If someone else’s son becomes the master of the jungle, she will surely kill them and give birth to this son.
However, he was not a young master.
He Cun Cyril’s face became red, and he took off the arm of the person who rushed up on the spot, twisted hard, the person screamed, his arm was dislocated and his hand was loosened, and the swinging stick in his hand was Falling into Cyril Cong’s hands, he simply danced a stick flower neatly, holding a weapon in one hand, and the other hand never left Christian’s head.
Christian knew that Cyril Cong had spent a lot of effort.
He had always been indifferent, as if there was no emotional fluctuation, but he was panting so fiercely now that he obviously consumed a lot of physical strength.
He felt that he was a drag on Cyril Cong. From the beginning, if he was not caught by the Cong family, Cyril Cong would not be forced to return to the Cong family.
If he were not too weak, Cyril Cong would not be as strenuous as he is now.
He wants to be strong, wants to protect Mommy, protect his little uncle. But Christian never thought, if Cyril Cong was not his own uncle, then he believed in him so much, what would he do in the future. Perceiving Christian’s panic, Cyril Cong got empty and reached out to stroke Christian’s soft hair.
He is panting, don’t be afraid, I will take you back.
Take you back, desperately, back to the warm woman called Lisa. Cyril Cong’s eyes were red, and he took off the arm of the person who rushed up on the spot and twisted hard.
The person screamed, his arm was dislocated, and his hand loosened, the swinging stick in his hand fell into Cyril Cong’s hand.
He simply danced a stick flower neatly, holding a weapon in one hand, and the other hand never left Christian’s head.
Christian knew that Cyril Cong had spent a lot of effort.
He had always been indifferent, as if there was no emotional fluctuation, but he was panting so intensely now that he obviously consumed a lot of physical strength.
He felt that he was a drag on Cyril Cong. From the beginning, if he was not caught by the Cong family, Cyril Cong would not be forced to return to the Cong family.
If he were not too weak, Cyril Cong would not be as strenuous as he is now.
He wants to be strong, wants to protect Mommy, protect his little uncle. But Christian never thought, if Cyril Cong was not his own uncle, then he believed in him so much, what would he do in the future. Perceiving Christian’s panic, Cyril Cong got empty and reached out to stroke Christian’s soft hair.
He is panting, don’t be afraid, I will take you back.
Take you back, desperately, back to the warm woman called Lisa. Cyril Cong slammed his eyes, removed the arm of the person who rushed up on the spot, twisted hard, the person screamed, his arm dislocated, and his hand loosened, the swing stick in his hand fell into Cyril Cong’s hand.
He simply danced a stick flower neatly, holding a weapon in one hand, and the other hand never left Christian’s head.
Christian knew that Cyril Cong had spent a lot of effort.
He had always been indifferent, as if there was no emotional fluctuation, but he was panting so fiercely now that he obviously consumed a lot of physical strength.
He felt that he was a drag on Cyril Cong. From the beginning, if he was not caught by the Cong family, Cyril Cong would not be forced to return to the Cong family.
If he were not too weak, Cyril Cong would not be as strenuous as he is now.
He wants to be strong, wants to protect Mommy, protect his little uncle. But Christian never thought, if Cyril Cong was not his own uncle, then he believed in him so much, what would he do in the future. Perceiving Christian’s panic, Cyril Cong got empty and reached out to stroke Christian’s soft hair.
He is panting, don’t be afraid, I will take you back.
Take you back, desperately, back to the warm woman called Lisa.