A figure appeared, smashed the metal cage made of alloy material with one punch, and then kicked all three vicious dogs away!
The bones of the three-headed Tibetan Mastiff are three times as hard as those of ordinary dogs.
But with one kick, he was killed instantly!
The audience gasped and looked at the young figure from a distance, dumbfounded!
Who is this person?
So fierce!
Fatty Jiang was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back, "Who are you? Do you know where this place is?"
His face suddenly changed, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Ye Jiuzhou!"
Of course it’s Ye Jiuzhou!
"I know you." Ye Jiuzhou's eyes were like sharp knives, stabbing straight into Fatty Jiang's face, with murderous intent: "You are the second housekeeper of the Xie family, Jiang Yong!"
Jiang Yong seems quite honest, but turns out he is so vicious that he won't even spare a three or four year old girl?
And this little girl is his Ye Jiuzhou’s daughter!
"What do you call... no regrets?"
He moved his eyes away from Jiang Yong's face, turned around slowly, and looked at Xiao Buhui, who was crying in the corner of the cage and almost burst into tears.
Covered with bruises!
He was heartbroken!
He, Ye Jiuzhou, is the Lord of the God of War Temple. He dominates the world, has millions of soldiers under his command, and his reputation shocks the whole world!
However, his only flesh and blood was kept in a dog cage for people's amusement!
Worse still, he was bitten to death!
Jiang Yong snorted and sneered disdainfully: "Who did I think you were? Didn't you die on the battlefield a long time ago?"
"Since you're not dead, then just keep your tail between your legs and live a good life! How dare a visiting son-in-law kick the eldest lady's fighting dog to death?"
The sound stopped suddenly!
Ye Jiuzhou turned around suddenly, and in a flash, he grabbed Jiang Yong's neck and lifted him up.
Jiang Yong suppressed himself until his face turned red: "You loser, what are you going to do?"
"What?"
Ye Jiuzhou's eyes flashed with fierceness: "Don't you want to feed my daughter to the dogs?"
He carried Jiang Yong and strode to the dog fighting waiting area next to him.
Inside, there were hundreds of vicious dogs, jumping up and down with blood-red eyes.
Jiang Yong's face was full of horror: "How dare you! The eldest lady will not..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Jiuzhou threw him directly in.
The screams suddenly sounded, mixed with the excited barking of vicious dogs.
Jiang Yong was torn to pieces by hundreds of vicious dogs!
Ye Jiuzhou smiled coldly.
The daughter of the God of War cannot be insulted!
"not regret……"
Ye Jiuzhou slowly walked to Ye Buhui step by step and squatted down.
He held this young body covered in bruises tightly in his arms.
Even if he is as powerful as him, even if he dominates the world, his voice can't help but tremble at this moment.
He held his crying daughter in his arms.
The voice is choked!
"sorry."
"Dad...it's late!"
I don’t know how much time passed, but the crying of little Buhui in my arms gradually stopped.
"Uncle..." She raised her little face, looked at Ye Jiuzhou's red eyes, and gently wiped his tears: "Are you... my father? But mother said that my father has already sacrificed his life.
."
"Sacrifice means death. Mom said that dad was a great hero who sacrificed his life for the country... Wuwu, you are not my dad, my dad is already dead!"
Ye Jiuzhou stroked the back of Ye Buhui's head and pressed his daughter's face tightly against his chest.
My heart is bleeding!
"No regrets, mom lied to you, dad is not dead."
He was silent for a long time, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his daughter's face, and said softly: "Why did mom let people let dogs bite you..."
In his arms, Xiao Buhui suddenly raised his little face, his big childish eyes flickered, and he shook his head:
"You're wrong! Mom won't let the dog bite me. Mom is the best for Buhui! It's my aunt who let the dog bite me. She always bullies Buhui and mom and doesn't allow us to go home..."
aunt?
There was a "boom" in Ye Jiuzhou's head, and his face was filled with astonishment.
Ye Buhui actually called Xie Yurou, aunt?
Then... who is her mother?
I heard it clearly at the door of the Xie family villa, Xiao Buhui... wasn't he and Xie Yurou's daughter?
"The wisest thing is not to regret."
His heart tightened slightly, and he forced out a smile: "Well, dad wants to ask you a question, what is your aunt's name? Do you know?"
Xiao Buhui's voice was crisp: "I know, my aunt's name is Xie Yurou, she is my mother's cousin."
"I also know that although my father is the son-in-law, I still have my father's surname. My name is Ye Buhui."
At this point, Ye Buhui's face dimmed, and his big eyes were filled with tears again: "But, my aunt asked me to call her mother, and if she didn't call me, she would hit me, woo woo woo... Uncle, are you really my father?"
?My mother’s throat was injured in a car accident in order to save my father and she couldn’t speak, but she taught me this..."
She struggled out of Ye Jiuzhou's arms and made a crooked sign with her fingers on the ground, "Ye Jiuzhou".
Then he raised his little head, tears falling down his little face, choking and sobbing: "This is what my mother taught me to write. Uncle, do you know what I write? They don't let me go to school. I can't write well."
.”
Ye Jiuzhou's body suddenly stiffened, as if thunder exploded deep in his mind, and his heart almost stopped beating!
Saving dad, car accident, throat injury, unable to speak...
Wasn't it Xie Yurou who risked her life to save herself from the scene of the car accident?
Xie Yurou...
She is not a mute, nor is she Ye Buhui's mother, nor is she his wife?
So……
Who is it that he went to the church to get married with and had a tender and lingering night?
"not regret."
He stared into his daughter's eyes, and his voice couldn't help but tremble slightly: "What's your mother's name?"
Xiaobuhui was stunned for a moment, tears burst out of his eyes, and his whole body was shaking from crying: "You lied, you are not my father, you don't even know my mother's name!"
"My mother's name is Xie Zhiqiu, the autumn of autumn..."