"Uncle ~" Song Jiabao ran over and yelled in a trembling voice.
"What's going on?" Kong Laosan is cold and cold, and his glacial face, which remains unchanged for thousands of years, is really frightening.
"A drunkard bullied me. Song Jiabei smashed him with a bottle of wine. Now he's still fighting. Please go in and have a look." Up to now, song Jiabao's face is white, and he feels light and floating under his feet.
"It's OK. Don't worry. Leave it to uncle."
Kong Laosan said and strode to the store. The staff was shocked when he saw him coming, and immediately met him, "brother Kong, how did you come?"
"Busy with you!" Cool to leave such a sentence, diameter from the staff walked past, make the staff face muddled.
What's the situation?
Immediately after seeing Kong Shuyan, the staff again said, "Mr. Kong, what's the matter? What's the matter?"
The expression on Kong Shuyan's face is more scarce than his father, "it's OK."
The staff are even more muddled, nothing to come, father and son are here, cheat three-year-old children?
He raised his leg and wanted to follow him. As a result, he was scared back by Kong Shuyan's eyes.
"It's OK. It's OK. You're busy. You're busy." The staff left such a sentence and went to hide in gray, pretending to be busy.
And they went into the box.
At this time, song Jiabei has stopped and looks down at the man in the sofa.
Seeing a group of people come in, he immediately restrained his temper, "Uncle Kong, Shuyan, you are here."
"Are you all right?" Kong Laosan walked over and patted the young man on the shoulder.
Song Jiabei shook his head and said, "it's a pity. Two more are not my opponents."
Kong old three hook lips a smile, "good boy, better than your father!"
Said toward Kong Shuyan handed a look, Kong Shuyan seconds understand, take a mobile phone out to make a phone call.
In ten minutes, the police are here.
Seeing the police coming, the man who hemmed and hawed in the sofa still wanted to complain and blocked song Jiabei's words back.
"Police uncle, he bullied my sister. Look at my sister's clothes torn, you look at me and my sister was beaten, and I ran into a rage and wanted to hit me ····"
"I defend myself and hurt him accidentally."
The people in the sofa are stupid. Self defense?
Grandma, you put the old man here and beat him up. You told me it was self-defense?
"Come back with us and take notes." And then he took them out.
Song Jiabei and song Jiabao, including Tang Jinglin, who came later, all went to take notes.
As an elder of one of them, Kong Laosan must go with him. When they finish recording, they will send them home one by one.
On the way back, he patiently enlightens song Jiabao, "it's OK. Don't be afraid. Next time you encounter this matter, you can learn from Song Jiabei and smash it. If you break your uncle, you can bear it."
Song Jiabao was amused by his words, "uncle, don't worry, I'm fine."
I'm scared. I'm still soft.
"That's good."
Send people home, simply explain the situation with song Qingyun and Lin Kexin. Kong Laosan left with his son.
"Garbo, are you ok? Let mom see."
Hearing of such a thing, Lin Kexin's face turned white with fright. He sent away the father and son of the Kong family and immediately came to care for her daughter.
"I'm fine, thanks to Jiabei ····"
now I think of it, song Jiabao is still in fear. If his brother didn't come back in time, he really couldn't imagine the consequences.
"Elder sister, who dares to bully you, I will kill him!"
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