Jia Meili saw that her daughter's hair was messy and her clothes were torn. Even a few red marks were still on her face. Seeing this, she was angry. When she saw the square one, she still pulled her daughter's ears and didn't cry. She looked at her daughter stubbornly. She couldn't stand there and went forward to pull and pull.

"Pan" slapped Murong Xiaoxiao in the face, who was torn apart by her. Due to inertia, the little guy fell to the ground.

"Wow, uncle, where are you? Niu Niu is going to be beaten to death. Come quickly, it hurts." The little guy held his face and his deadly crying stopped everyone in the hall.

When Murong Ze, who noticed the movement here, heard the sound coming, he happened to see the little guy being beaten.

He rushed forward and raised his foot and kicked it. Jia Meili was kicked out a few steps and fell to the ground.

He didn't even bother to look at others, and even ignored what others thought. Now he only had the messy look in his eyes. He cried so hard that he felt very sad and felt very distressed.

"Uncle, you finally come. Niu Niu is so painful. If you don't come, Niu Niu will be beaten to death. It hurts so much." Because her hair was pulled, it made her hair look like a chicken coop, but Murong Ze didn't care about blame and looked at the place she pointed at with concern.

One of my scalp was bleeding, and my neck was also trampled.

"Niu Niu." Murong Ze's whole body was as cold as ice in an instant. He dared to treat Niu Niu like this. Damn it.

He looked coldly at Jia Meili, who was lying on the ground and still couldn't get up, and his eyes were just looking at the dead, which made Jia Meili panic.

"It was her who hit my daughter. Look, what did my daughter get hurt?"

"You will not be irritated when children fight, and you will not be able to help." Murong Ze spoke coldly, helped the child up, and his fingers broke.

"Don't mess around, this is the Long family, and do you know who I am? You dare to hit me." Jia Meili was originally frightened by his gaze, but when she saw that the other party was very ill. She had never heard of such a person in Kyoto, and then she became tough again.

"Is it important to me? You, an adult, beat a child like this. If something happens, I will not forgive you." Murong Ze felt the little guy's cry of pain, pulled her to look at her face, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and let her open her mouth and look.

I found that the inner wall of my cheek was broken by my teeth, and my eyes were even more terrifying.

I touched her ear lightly and asked a few more questions. After hearing her shake her head, I pulled the child to stand beside her.

After several big strides, Jia Meili was slapped twice in the face.

Before everyone could react, Murong Ze had already finished the fight.

When I saw Jia Meili's appearance again, my mood was very complicated and it was hard to describe it.

Who is this person? He even beats a woman. It’s so unstable. For a moment, disagreement sounds whisper.

But they all forgot that it was Jia Meili, a grown-up who slapped the little guy first.

"I don't think I should have hit her?" Murong Ze looked at the people around him and asked lightly.

When I heard him ask, no one dared to make such a name. After all, they are all people with identities. Although everyone doesn’t know him, they dare not offend him lightly.

So, for a moment, there was no sound of speaking, only the child's cry of pain and Jia Meili's wailing.

Long Zhan and Ning Wanjing also came here at this time.

"What happened?" Long Zhan did not recognize Murong Ze. After all, he rarely told people that he was the youngest son of the Murong family since he was a child.
Chapter completed!