Chapter 23： Not next time (1/2)

Chapter 23 will not be next time

Their siblings are really unfilial. Which parent in the world can withstand such a stimulus?

”Didn't I just beat people to the head and bleed? I didn't kill anyone, why are you making a fuss?” Su Jinlong also came up stubbornly, and he said that there is no next time, and his sister still held him.

”Yes, this time you beat someone's head and bleeds. You don't take it seriously. Next time you chop off someone's arm, you don't take it seriously. Next time you will kill someone.” By Liu Zi's matter, Su Mian must keep Su Jinlong away from Su Jinbiao today.

”It sounds like it's true.” Su Jinlong pulled Su Mian a bit, ”Sister, I beat the person to the forehead and bleeds, how can it be as serious as you said?”

”Today you swear that I will forgive you if you don't interact with Su Jinbiao in the future.”

”Sister.” Su Jinlong screamed tentatively, and Su Mian would always respond.

Su Mian ignored him and continued, ”Su Jinbiao has hands and feet, why doesn't he fight back? Why don't the other people fight back? You have no scruples, but you have a sense of justice!

Just now in the yard, six mothers were crying and crying. I don't believe that Su Jinbiao, who is only next door, can't hear her. Where is he at this time? He didn't even stand up and say a word to you.

You still have a deep brotherhood, I'm afraid I don't even appreciate it! ”

Su Hong and Su Jinbiao hid behind the wall. Others didn't pay attention. Su Mian saw her. Her ear power and eyesight were several times that of ordinary people. At a distance of tens of meters, she could even hear their conversation clearly.

Su Jinlong lowered his head, his **** and white eyes blinked. Yes, Su Jinbiao and a few others didn’t do anything. They still stood on the ridge and booed and urged him: ”Su Jinlong, if you are really a good brother of Brother Biao, you can go. , Just hit him on the head!”

”Go back and think for yourself, do you want to spend a lifetime with this group of fox friends, or go to the army, the road is your own, you choose yourself!” Su Mian returned to his room after speaking.

When Su Jianghai came back in the evening, Su Mian came out of the house, and the family gathered for dinner.

The table was surprisingly quiet, and even Su Jinlong, who had nothing to say every day and could disturb him for a long time, was suffocating. Su Jianghai couldn't stand the atmosphere. ”What's wrong today, all of them are boring gourds.”