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One thousand nine hundred seventy-three orphans resentment 23


Qi Jiaojiao was stunned when she was thrown down like this.

She had been supported by those children before, and they bullied whoever they wanted to bully.

If nothing else, it was the original owner, so she was not less angry with her.

Except for that night, when she was beaten because of An Qing's words, she had never suffered a loss.

Qi Jiaojiao confronted An Qing like this today.

She actually wanted to avenge herself for the beating she received that night, but she didn't expect that An Qing would dare to fight back in front of her parents.

The extremely aggrieved Qi Jiaojiao stared at An Qing for a while, cried "Wow", then pointed at An Qing and said to the woman named Qi: "Mom, she bullied me."

Although the woman surnamed Qi was anxious to leave here as soon as possible, the old dean did not move.

She just pretended that the person to pick her up had not arrived yet.

She could hold her temper, but she kept looking outside and heard When her daughter Qi Jiaojiao called her, she turned around and walked over to An Qing.

In the eyes of the woman surnamed Qi, the original owner, be it An Qing, was the one who deserved to be bullied by her daughter, so she didn’t even look at her, then came over and slapped her: "How dare you treat Jiaojiao Do it, I think you deserve a beating."

Naturally, An Qing would not receive this slap.

She grabbed the hand of the woman named Qi and could not let go no matter how hard she tried.

The woman named Qi frowned tightly and said with an angry look on her face: "I betrayed you.

If you still dare to fight me, get away, get away."

"Okay, I'll let go now."

An Qing grabbed the woman named Qi's hand and pushed it hard in the opposite direction.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and the woman screamed almost immediately.

When the old dean heard the noise, his body shuddered subconsciously, but he didn't even dare to look back.

He could only grit his teeth and close his eyes, pretending not to know anything.

"You old guy, I let people bully you, why don't you come and help me?"

The woman named Qi even shed tears because of the severe pain, but the old dean didn't make any move.

She looked at While throbbing in pain, he shouted to the old dean who was slumped on the ground.

Seeing her mother crying, Qi Jiaojiao rushed over and raised her fists to hit An Qing, shouting: "If you hit my mother, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death, beat you to death."

An Qing couldn't offend.

Qi Jiaojiao made a move, but she didn't get any advantage.

An Qing had spiritual protection all over her body.

When Qi Jiaojiao rushed over, her fist was kicked back again before it landed.

It worked every time.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, don't come here, she's a monster."

The woman surnamed Qi watched her daughter fall again and again, and finally discovered something was wrong, and she hurriedly endured the pain and shouted.

It's just that it was a little late to shout at this time, because Qi Jiaojiao had been bruised and swollen due to the repeated impacts and backlash.

She ran on hands and feet in the direction of the old dean.

She wanted her mother to find rescuers, but I accidentally pressed on the old dean's injured leg.

The old dean, who was already ashamed and annoyed, subconsciously waved his hand because of the severe pain, but with this wave of his hand, Qi Jiaojiao was knocked out directly.

Qi Jiaojiao was hit so hard that she fell against the wall.

She covered her face and slowly turned around, looking at the old dean, her tone full of disbelief: "Dad, why, why did you hit me?"

The old dean didn't dare to look at Qi Jiaojiao's eyes, but the woman named Qi started to yell at the top of her lungs: "Old man, what are you doing?

Are you saying that you asked us to come here just to be bullied?"

Although in his heart She already had a vague idea, but the woman named Qi couldn't help but ask.

She hoped to get a negative answer, but the old dean didn't even give her a reply. ttrgt: