After being entangled for nearly half an hour, Xia Zihan and Ming Lang tried their best to attack. The king held Ming Xi in one hand and faced them with one hand, only defending but not attacking, but leaving no gap for the two of them.
The two sides were in a stalemate and gradually lost their patience.
"If you don't move away, I'm going to take action!" The king glanced at Ming Xi in his arms, frowning, and his dark eyes flashed with a bone-chilling coldness.
"Unless you kill us, we will never let you take Xi'er away." Minglang's eyes were firm.
"Put down Xi'er." Xia Zihan warned sternly.
"Stubborn!" Zun Wang lost all patience. He shouted lowly and jumped up. He kicked Minglang with a kick. Minglang waved his arms to block it, but Zun Wang's force was too fierce. Minglang was kicked back.
After more than ten steps, he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he put one hand on the ground to prevent himself from falling.
However, Minglang's arm was numb and trembling with pain, and he could no longer exert any strength. Minglang secretly marveled, Mo'er's strength and skill were truly extraordinary, even if I were young, I would still be unable to defeat him.
When Xia Zihan saw this scene, he yelled angrily: "Asshole, even your Uncle Ming dares to hit you."
After saying that, he rushed over with a fist. The fist was caught by the strong wind, which was extremely cold. However, it flew away an inch away from the chin of the king. The king suddenly turned his head to avoid the punch, and grabbed Xia Zihan's fist tightly, fiercely.
'I said, don't offend me again.'
"It's just the opposite." Xia Zihan was furious. How could a son speak to his father like this? He growled and struck with another fist.
The king's patience was completely exhausted by Xia Zihan's aggressiveness. He grabbed Xia Zihan's fist and threw Xia Zihan's entire body with a smooth force.
With a "bang", Xia Zihan was thrown to the ground heavily. He couldn't get up for a long time. His whole body was numb with pain, but he couldn't resist the pain in his heart. A strong burning anger rushed straight to his forehead, making him unforgivably angry.
He was so angry that he pointed at the king and yelled, "You are an unfilial son. If you even dare to beat me, you will be struck by lightning, you bastard."
"I have given in repeatedly, but you are the ones who forced me to take action." The king saw that Xia Zihan was hurt by the fall. Although he was not injured, his old bones were probably suffering enough. At least his buttocks could not sit on a chair for half a month, so the king felt a little bit.
I couldn't bear it and didn't want to continue to struggle with them, so I hugged Mingxi and quickly got into the car.
"Don't leave." Minglang actually ran in front of the car and stretched out his arms to block it, "If you want to take Xi'er away, just run over me."
"Get out of the way." The king frowned and shouted, preparing to back out of the car and change direction.
That’s what I wanted!”
"Two old scoundrels." The king was so angry that he gritted his teeth and turned on the car lights. The dazzling light shone directly into the eyes of Minglang and Xia Zihan. They subconsciously stretched out their hands to cover their eyes. Taking this opportunity, the king quickly spun the car.
, drive from the side.
"Alang, close the courtyard door quickly." Xia Zihan yelled. Minglang immediately picked up the controller that had been prepared and closed the iron gate of the other courtyard. Who knew that the king was not prepared to open the door at all, and he actually drove directly to the garden.
Rush over...
"You're crazy, stop the car quickly, that wall is very strong and can't be knocked down..." Xia Zihan yelled in horror.
"Who said I was going to hit the wall." The king murmured to himself, with a proud smile on his lips. He accelerated the car, and the black Lincoln rushed straight to the flower bed at the fastest speed, then jumped over the courtyard wall and landed steadily outside the courtyard.
In the open space...
The black Lincoln made a beautiful spin in the open space. The king hugged Ming Xi tightly in his arms, turned around, and waved to Ming Lang and Xia Zihan, who had just rushed out of the courtyard and were stunned: "Goodbye, old guy!