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C117 They're Not Sensible



C117 They're Not Sensible

2Zhao Xun was loved by his parents. This could be seen from the McCullen P1 GT beside him.    

    

Compared to P1 GTR, P1 GT was more suitable for driving on the city road. The 8T double turbine turbine engine and the electric motor combined to form a hybrid system. The maximum output was a shocking 725KW.    

    

One had to know that the maximum output power of Ferrari's 488 Pistas was only 530KW.    

    

There were only three such berserk beasts in the world.    

    

Currently, Zhao Xun, who was only 13 years old, owned a McCullen P1 GT that cost tens of millions. Naturally, it was given to him by his squandering parents.    

    

After Zhao Quan got off the car, Zhao Xun spat out the cigarette in his mouth. His eyes were filled with disdain.    

    

"Brother Wei was protecting you just now. I don't care about giving Brother Wei face, but you should know what you are!"    

    

"You were kicked by a woman, and you even used your family connections to save that slut's mother on the plane. " Are you a slut? "    

    

Zhao Quan put his hands in his pockets and didn't even bother to look at Zhao Xun.    

    

"Do you have anything else to say besides this? If you don't have anything else, then hurry back and see if Third Aunt has finished heating your milk. You should go home and drink milk. Such a big person. "He doesn't have a brain nor a body. Is it a waste of food?"    

    

Seeing Zhao Quan leisurely walking past with a mocking smile on Zhao Xi's face, Zhao Xun felt humiliated and angry.    

    

He angrily shouted, "You are just a trash now. You trash, what right do you have to talk to me like this? What right do you have to be doted on by grandfather? If it were me... I would have left the Zhao Family long ago. I wouldn't have the face to come back. I know now. You're worried that you'll go missing as well, aren't you? "After all, it is easier for trash to go missing."    

    

Zhao Quan originally did not plan on being treated as a gun by his cousin, but now, he was pointing fingers at his parents.    

    

Zhao Xi, who was beside him, could not take it anymore. She angrily wanted to go forward to teach Zhao Xun a lesson, but was stopped by Zhao Quan.    

    

"You are the elder sister, he is the younger brother. He is not sensible, you must be sensible."    

    

After stopping Zhao Xi, Zhao Quan returned to Zhao Xun with a smile on his face.    

    

At this moment, Zhao Xun was very pleased with himself. "Why? Do you want to hit me? Then you should hit me. Come, hit me in the face! The fiercer you hit, the better! "    

    

This kind of small trick of beating was too obvious. After beating him up, Zhao Xun would go to his parents and complain to his grandfather. He would lean on them and sell them off. He would go around acting spoiled and coaxing Zhao Quan and Zhao Xi.    

    

His little thoughts were no different from being completely silver on this land.    

    

When he walked to the front and back of Zhao Xun, Zhao Quan's left hand was still in his pocket, but his right hand suddenly pinched the back of Zhao Xun's neck.    

    

After that, he lifted Zhao Xun up like he was carrying a little chick.    

    

Zhao Xun was anxious at that time. This was different from what he had expected. He felt that Zhao Quan was just slapping them and scolding him.    

    

But looking at his current state, it seemed like Zhao Quan wanted to strangle him to death. After all, he was still a 13-year-old kid.    

    

Normally, he would be arrogant, but when it came to proper business, he would still grimace in fear. His two legs even kicked and pulled with all their strength.    

    

"Brother!"    

    

Zhao Xi was a little worried. She had seen with her own eyes how Zhao Quan pinched someone's neck when he was angry. He lifted the person up and threw him to the ground.    

    

She was really afraid that Zhao Quan would throw Zhao Xun to the ground in anger. This was the ground made of granite, it was so solid that it was a mess.    

    

If Zhao Xun really fell here, he would be like a rotten watermelon. His brain would burst with brain matter in an instant.    

    

"It's none of your business. Go home and wait for me."    

    

After instructing Zhao Xi to return to her residence, Zhao Quan grabbed Zhao Xun by the neck and went back to the McLaren. He threw Zhao Xun into the passenger seat.    

    

"If you dare to move, I will kill you!"    

    

Zhao Xun originally wanted to say something, but he was frightened by Zhao Quan's words.    

    

Going around the car, Zhao Quan got into the McCullen car and drove directly to Third Aunt's luxurious villa.    

    

After the car stopped, Zhao Quan dragged Zhao Xun out of the car like a dead dog.    

    

Zhao Xun had something to rely on in front of his own house. He shouted angrily, "Zhao Quan, you bastard! Let go of me! F * ck you!"    

    

He wasn't just cursing. After he finished cursing, he shouted angrily, "Mom, save me! Zhao Quan wants to hit me!!"    

    

Son of a b * tch! Zhao Xun, a little bastard, had to call Zhao Quan's parents Second Uncle and his aunt. Now, he was cursing.    

    

He even added a sentence about the country's scolding, which completely pissed Zhao Quan off.    

    

He dragged Zhao Xun to the door of Third Aunt's villa.    

    

At this time, Zhao Xun's mother came out of the villa. Her name was Wang Ya. She was only 35 years old this year, and she was very beautiful. She also had the charm of a mature woman, especially when she liked to wear sexy clothes like lace. She looked very energetic.    

    

However, she could no longer care about her sexiness. When she saw Zhao Quan dragging her son like a dead dog, she rushed over anxiously. "You are such an uneducated person. Why did you hit my son? I will fight you to the death!"    

    

Seeing Wang Ya rushing forward with a pale face, Zhao Xun's face revealed a proud smile.    

    

His mother was Zhao Quan's Third Aunt. She was teaching Zhao Quan a lesson as an elder. Wouldn't Zhao Quan get close to her?    

    

However, the reality was out of his expectation. Wang Ya had just swung her b * stard fist and rushed forward, but in the end, she was sent flying by Zhao Quan's kick.    

    

Lying on the ground, Wang Ya felt a burning sensation in her lower abdomen, as if she had been hit by an elephant.    

    

Zhao Quan's kick was really full of strength and did not leave any leeway.    

    

Seeing her mother being beaten up, He waved his fist and punched Zhao Quan's body.    

    

However, when he punched Zhao Quan's body with the strength to kill chickens, it was not enough to tickle Zhao Quan.    

    

Ignoring Zhao Xun, Zhao Quan came to Wang Ya's front. He grabbed her chin and lifted her head.    

    

In the next moment, a big slap landed on Wang Ya's pretty face.    

    

Wang Ya originally wanted to ask Zhao Quan if he dared to attack her, but now she was completely stunned by the slap.    

    

She did not expect Zhao Quan to dare to hit her again and again. "Zhao, Zhao Quan, I am you, Third Aunt!"    

    

"Third Aunt, you still know that you are me, Third Aunt?"    

    

Zhao Quan looked at Wang Ya with a sneer and pointed at Zhao Xun, who was beating himself up behind him. "He is young and insensible, but you are also insensible? I have just come back and have been provoking me. Now you dare to attack me? "    

    

"Third Aunt, as Second Brother , it is not appropriate for me to beat him up. I cannot be insensible. But can I beat you up? " You are my elder. In front of you, I have the right to be insensible. It's just like how he provoked me. This is very fair, isn't it? "    

    

After Zhao Xun punched two more times behind him, Zhao Quan slapped Wang Ya two more times.    

    

Zhao Xun became even angrier, "You dare to hit my mom? I will beat you to death!"    

    

Zhao Quan was not afraid of Zhao Xun getting angry. Every time Zhao Xun hit him, he would punch him. He slapped Wang Ya.    

    

In just two minutes, Wang Ya's left cheek was swollen from the slap. Blood trickled down the corner of her mouth.    

    

Her intuition told her that her cheeks were going to get numb from the slap. Taking advantage of the gap, she quickly scolded Zhao Xun while crying, "You little bastard, stop hitting me. If you hit me again, your mother will be beaten to death by him!"    

    


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