After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Gu Changsheng's eyes changed instantly, like Frost Snow: "What did you say?"

"Three young masters, this is a dispute between our little people, so I won't bother you. Wang Hu, you can send off the third young master." Wang Fu said.

Anyway, they didn't bring their servants, they just had one master and one servant. And Gu Changsheng is still a weak boy, why should they be bullied?

"Okay." Wang Hu understood what his father meant and came up to pull Gu Changsheng.

Heh, with Gu Changsheng's thin and frail body, he can directly lift him up.

boom--

With a loud bang, before Wang Hu's hand touched Gu Changsheng, he clutched his shoulders and cried out in pain. Blood poured out and dripped on the white snow.

The injury was exactly the same as Jiang Ming, but no one could see how Gu Changsheng did it!

Xia Qianqian blinked her eyes in astonishment, the sound was very similar to "gunshots". But there were no guns in ancient times! She wanted to see what Gu Changsheng was holding, but he deliberately tucked his hands into his sleeves.

"Speak well again." Gu Changsheng didn't leave, he stood in the yard aloof and arrogant, with an aura like a rainbow.

Jiang Ming and Wang Hu each clutched a bleeding shoulder. Father Wang and others were terrified. Never would I have imagined that the sick child Gu Changsheng had such a high force value!

"Hurry up, reorganize the language!" Qingtong's momentum returned, "Our young master is kind, if the hidden weapon is hit in the chest, the two of you will die immediately!"

Wang Hu considered himself a strong man, but he deeply felt that Gu Changsheng's "hidden weapon" was powerful and not something he could resist. He didn't dare to step forward, and his eyes finally became timid: "Master Gu, I just want to help you get on the carriage, there is no other meaning..."

"Tomorrow morning, I want to see you at the ancestral hall." Gu Changsheng said coldly.

How dare these people go to the ancestral hall to confront him? Jiang Ming's legs softened, and he dragged Wang Hu to his knees: "Third Young Master, it's all our fault. We are young and ignorant, this has nothing to do with our parents, we know it's wrong..."

"It's ok if you don't see the official, what do you guys say?" Gu Changsheng asked.

Wang Hu and Jiang Ming looked at each other, and finally said, "Let Young Master Gu handle it!"

"Xia Qianqian, what do you mean?" Gu Changsheng asked.

Xia Qianqian sneered: "Cure evil with evil, and violence with violence!"

"What do you mean?" Gu Changsheng asked Jiang Ming and Wang Hu again.

The two cousins ​​nodded their heads like garlic: "We knew we were wrong..."

Xia Qianqian stepped forward and pinched Jiang Ming's injured shoulder, Jiang Ming wailed in pain: "Miss Xia, don't, don't..."

He had already tasted the taste of being crushed by Xia Qianqian once, and he didn't want to be crushed again.

Xia Qianqian took the opportunity to carefully observe Jiang Ming's injury. A hole, like a bullet wound, but there was nothing in his wound. it's wired!

"I really want to let you go!" Xia Qianqian bowed slightly, and Jiang Ming's scalp was numb with her vicious eyes and tone.

"I don't dare, I really don't dare..." Jiang Ming squeezed his legs and kept begging for mercy.

Wang Hu watched from the side, terrified. This little girl has a ruthlessness that does not match her age. However, the next second, Xia Qianqian let go of Jiang Ming, kicked Wang Hu over, stepped on his chest, and slowly exerted force: "Wang Hu, the festival between you and me is not a wild boar. I didn't intend to hurt you. , but you're still haunted, I'm angry!"

click-

Wang Hu's rib was broken. He screamed, every whisker shaking in pain.

The Queen Mother felt sorry for her son and rushed over: "Xia Qianqian, you are abusing lynching!"