"Jin Yang, what are you messing around with?"
Lin Xiaoyang paused, as if he could see what was going on in his mind, the broom in his hand almost pointed at his nose.
"I'm wronged, how can I be fooling around?"
Lin Jinyang got up cheekily, rubbed his arms and pretended to be pitiful: "I slipped and tripped, I fell so badly."
"Are you going to trip?"
Lin Xiaoyang glared at him sullenly with a dark face.
Lin Jinpeng pulled Mu Fan and turned into the corridor at this moment.
"Huh? You..."
Meeting each other on a narrow road, the two brothers looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time.
"You are Mu Fan."
Lin Xiaoyang turned his head abruptly, and looked at the black-clothed and black-haired boy who was coming side by side with Lin Jinpeng, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Xiaoyao faction, Mu Fan, pay respects to senior."
Mu Fan remained calm and calm.
"You are not welcome in the town government!"
Lin Xiaoyang raised the broom and hit him head-on.
"Uncle!"
"No!"
Lin Jinyang and Lin Jinpeng were anxious, one of them rushed to the broom, and the other pulled Mu Fan away, their scalps tingling with shock.
Mu Fan, on the other hand, still looked calm, without any intention of dodging or retreating.
*
Lin Xiaoyang didn't check for a while, but Lin Jinyang snatched the broom with brute force, and became even more upset. Without even thinking about it, he punched Mu Fan.
Lin Jinpeng smiled wryly, stepped forward bravely, saw every move, and faced him twice.
"Boy, are you two trying to rebel?"
Lin Xiaoyang missed a single blow, and had no chance to strike again, so he jumped angrily.
"Two brothers."
"Hmph, you're a bit bloody, kid."
Lin Xiaoyang raised his eyebrows coldly, and punched him in the face without anger.
Mu Fan's figure flashed sharply, avoiding the oncoming fist, and his right hand seemed to swipe and push lightly.
Lin Xiaoyang suddenly felt a surging and huge cyclone rushing towards his face, his body was like a spinning top, and he couldn't help spinning a few times on the spot.
He was dizzy, and when his body stopped and his mind returned to clarity, Mu Fan was no longer in front of him.
"You brat, dare to play tricks on me."
An octave-high lion's roar resounded through the town's mansion.
Is that all right? !
Lin Jinyang and Lin Jinpeng looked dumbfounded, cold sweat dripped from the back of their heads, fearing that it would be affected, they greased the soles of their feet and ran away in a hurry.
*
Drunken Shuangju.
The old man and Lord Zhen Guo looked at the boy in black who was coming towards him, scrutinizing him from head to toe.
"You are Mu Fan?"
Zhen Guogong stared at him without anger.
"Xiaoyao faction, Mu Fan, pay respects to senior."
Mu Fan didn't enter the house, but stood in the courtyard, facing the two old people, and bowed his hands.
"Why are you here at the Duke's Mansion?"
Zhen Guogong had a dark face and stared at him angrily.
"Mu Fan came here to ask for forgiveness from senior."
Mu Fan didn't say a word, and explained why he came here: "I have already remembered all the things in my previous life. I have caused my sister to suffer, and I feel guilty. If I can't ask for forgiveness, I will feel uneasy."
"You are an evil star!"
Duke Zhen couldn't let it go, and was furious: "I didn't hurt my granddaughter enough in my previous life, and I still come to pester her in this life. I don't want to listen to your sophistry, so leave as soon as possible. You are not welcome in Duke Zhen's mansion."
"grandfather."
Lin Qingluo had already known that Mu Fan was coming, and had been paying attention to the movement in the yard. Hearing this moment, her heart ached and she rushed out of her grandmother's room.
"Qingluo, you go back."
The old man poked the crutch in his hand vigorously, showing the majesty of the head of the family.