The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ryan also walked over with a shady face: "Lord Zheng can't make this clear today, then we won't be finished. How dare a kid who is nothing to say that, boss? Was he talking out of his head, or did someone say that in front of him on a weekday? ”

Zheng Fei's face suddenly turned white. Of all the martial officers present, two-thirds were cultivated by Joe Tianjin. They were loyal to the Emperor, but also respected Joe Tianjin. Someone really had to match Joe Tianjin. They would not hesitate to help. They could not bear a punch.

“Lord Ryan is right, if we don't give an explanation today, we are not done with Zheng Fei.” Upon learning of the movement on this side, the martial arts officers walked in.

Jomo stood up and looked at the many warlords: "Thank you, uncles. ”

“With us, no one can bully you to go.” Ryan snorted coldly.

“Bullying me is nothing but being prepared to be bullied, but if you dare disrespect my town general's office, this… is the end.” Jomo slapped the table in front of him and it split apart.

This is a good Nanwood table, very sturdy, but he slapped me to pieces, what does that mean?

This shows that the young master of Zhenguo's general capital has had hard skills, but like the young master in other provinces, they are all embroidered legs of flower fists.

Jomo walked one step in front of Zheng Fei: “Do you want your son to break his short arm leg, or do I pull his tongue out? ”

“You…”

“Don't tell me that he is a child, he is young. If he just can't get used to me, I won't say a word, but he shouldn't speak ill of my father. The sign of the Zhenguo General's Palace was exchanged for my father's life. He is not qualified to offend the dignity of my Zhenguo General's Palace.” Jomo said coldly.

“Well said.” This is Xiao Qi Tian's voice sounding from the side.

When he heard Xiao Qitian's voice, Zheng Fei's face suddenly turned white. He didn't know exactly how much Xiao Qitian heard.

“See Your Majesty. ”

“Seen Uncle San.” Jomo bent over and did not kneel on the floor like everyone else.

“Everybody up, I want to see who dares speak to General Zhenguo.” Xiao Qitian snorted cold and looked at Zheng Fei and his son. His eyes were full of haze.

Jomo glanced at Xiao Qitian and said with a smile: “Uncle San, let me handle this. ”

“Okay.” Xiao Qitian nodded after hesitation.

Jomo turned around and looked at Zheng Fei: “What do you say? Lord Zheng, have you thought this through? ”

Zheng Fei had a cold sweat on his face, he had only one son, if it was really obsolete, it would be over.

“You can stall, but I don't know if your son's tongue will hold.” Jomo stared at the stall and looked helpless.

His methods, the measure of those people, could not be taken out.

“Your Majesty, it is not strictly disciplined, forget the Imperial Punishment.” Zheng Fei knelt on the floor in the hope that Xiao Qitian could speak.

Xiao Qitian saw Zheng Fei kick the ball into his hand, his mouth pulled a cold smile: “Poor discipline? Zheng Fei, do you really think I don't know what your son did on weekdays?” It just prevented me from having a chance, so I didn't do it all the time, which really took me seriously.

Jomo looked at Zheng Fei with a smile: “Since Lord Zheng does not choose, the young master will help you choose.” If you say so, do it.

At this time, a man blocked Jomo's attack: "Young Master Jo has to forgive and forgive. ”

Jomo looked at this man with a smile. “Who is this man, Uncle? ”

“Zheng Fei's proud mentor. ”

“Oh, is that a hill?” Now that we know that this man is from the Zheng family, Jomo will naturally not show mercy.

Qin Ren thought his martial arts were good, but now he knows how stupid his thoughts are. His ability to see this in front of Jomo's face is not enough.