The scene in the office became stiff. Su Xiang, who was standing behind He Sheng, said nothing and stared at the father in front of him with some anger.

He Sheng stood in front of the man and blocked the man's way.

If the other party does not apologize in this situation, He Sheng will not be able to get out of the way.

"Uh... Dafa, I think it's better to let the child apologize. This gentleman is right. Children should develop the good habit of knowing mistakes and correcting them from an early age, and be brave enough to take responsibility, let alone a boy..." The female teacher next to her also said softly.

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but laugh. He looked at the female teacher, then at He Sheng, and a playful smile flashed in his eyes.

"What? Is apology that important? It's just a child. Besides, my family Nao Nao has been spoiled since childhood, and he doesn't like to apologize!" The man said with confidence.

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you don't like to apologize." He Sheng said calmly: "If my child slapped him in the face, it would be fine."

When He Sheng is willing to reason, he will naturally convince others with reason, but if he is unwilling to reason, then no one can speak well.

Since you are unwilling to apologize, let me slap it in the face, which is considered to be even.

"Damn! Boy, what are you saying? If you have the ability, please say it again?" The man was furious when he heard this. He didn't want to bother with the boy in front of him, but this guy was even arrogant.

He Sheng said again, "I said, let my child slap your son, this matter will be clear."

"Damn it! I've given you a face?" The man looked angry. He let go of his son's right hand and rushed directly towards He Sheng, slapping him in the face.

Seeing that the slap was about to hit He Sheng in the face, He Sheng grabbed the man's right hand with one hand, then turned hard, and the man's body was twisted around, and his body involuntarily curled up into shrimps.

"Ah! It hurts and hurts!" The pain on the arm made the man scream: "Boy, you'd better let go of me, otherwise I'll make you look good!"

Click!

He Sheng directly twisted the man's arm until it was dislocated.

He Sheng was already very kind and did not break the man's hand.

"The child is still young, so I won't do anything. You father-in-law will take it." He Sheng kicked the man in the armpit, and the man was kicked and flew backwards, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The little boy looked at this scene and was so scared that he didn't dare to speak. He was panting and staring at He Sheng in horror.

"Xixi, don't be as good as them. Can we forgive them?" He Sheng looked up at Xixi and asked at Xixi.

Xixi nodded obediently.

He Sheng glared at the man, then walked out of the office with Qianqian in her arms.

After leaving school, Xixi was hungry and wanted to eat something. He Sheng took Xixi to eat a wonton at the school gate.

The entrance of the kindergarten was surrounded by people, but now there were not many people. When He Sheng came out of the wonton shop, he happened to see a group of people walking towards him. The leader was the man who was dislocated by He Sheng in the office.

"It's this kid!" When he came to He Sheng, the man pointed at He Sheng with a fierce expression on his face.

The man's son was still standing by, looking at his father with excitement.

"Boy, do you think you owe it? My son gently touched your girl. You insisted on apologizing and even the fuck dared to hit me. Do you know who I am?" Zhao Likang looked at He Sheng with his head raised, and his right hand was still injured.

He Sheng hugged Qianxi to Su Xiang, and a gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Beating you is to educate you, but you are still thinking about finding fault." He Sheng smiled disdainfully: "What, do you have to breathe a sigh of relief from me?"

"Take anger? Boy, I tell you, if you don't leave an arm today, you don't want to leave!" Zhao Likang said coldly: "Tell you the truth, Master Du Jiu knows it. I'm Du Jiu's man! I dare to hit me with a fucking fuck, I think you really don't want to live anymore!"

"The man from Du Jiujian?" He Sheng couldn't help but smile. He looked at the man behind Zhao Likang. Sure enough, a few of these people were cultivators, but they were not strong.

Zhao Likang sneered: "What? Are you scared?"

"Boy, if you are afraid, please apologize to me immediately. In addition, I will pay me 300,000 yuan. I can leave this matter unrestrained!" Zhao Likang said with his head raised.

His hand was just dislocated and he was compensated 300,000 yuan, and he just wanted to embarrass He Sheng.

"Three hundred thousand? Not to mention your hand, even you are not worth 300 thousand, right?" He Sheng smiled jokingly.

"Then what you mean is that you won't pay it?" Zhao Likang asked.

He Sheng shrugged: "I can ask Du Jiujian to compensate you."

"Ha? Boy, are you crazy? You hurt me, do you ask Master Du Jiu to pay me? Who do you think you are?" Zhao Likang smiled disdainfully.

He Sheng sneered: "If you don't believe me, let's try it?"

After saying this, He Sheng took out his cell phone.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Likang's expression changed. Seeing He Sheng's face still changing, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Could this kid really know Mr. Du Jiu?

Zhao Likang did not brag. He was from Du Jiujian, but under Du Jiujian, he was nothing!

He Sheng's phone was quickly connected, and he turned on the hands-free as soon as possible.

"Hey, Master Du Jiu, I am He Sheng." He Sheng shouted.

Du Jiujian's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, Mr. He has something to do with me?"

"Where can you dare to help Master Du Jiu do my business for me? That's right. I had a conflict with your people here. I broke one of his hands, and then he said he was yours..."

"Oh, what's his name? Is his surname Du?" asked Du Jiujian.

He Sheng raised his head and looked at Zhao Likang. He raised his cell phone: "Hey, Master Du Jiu wants to talk to you, take it."

Zhao Likang's face immediately became extremely exciting, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

And the people behind Zhao Likang's faces also became ugly.

They naturally knew Du Jiujian's voice.

"I...I won't say it anymore, brother, you...you know Master Jiu, why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhao Likang shrank and said.

He Sheng smiled and stretched out his hand back: "Master Du Jiu, your subordinate is a little timid. When you hear your voice, you are so scared that you can't speak smoothly."

"Hahaha, then Mr. He, please do it. It doesn't matter. If you feel unhappy, just kill me directly, and you don't have to give me face." Du Jiujian on the other end of the phone said.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Master Du Jiu." After saying this, He Sheng hung up the phone.

But looking at Zhao Likang and others, they looked at each other, and no one dared to speak again.
Chapter completed!