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Chapter 653 I'm Going Home

He didn't expect that the eighteen's family would be bullied!

From afar, I saw someone touching the eighteen parents, and the dog brother was so angry!

He handed the urn in his hand to Jiang Ning, and he rushed directly like a tiger. The murderous aura in his eyes was like a boiling frenzy!

"Who the hell are you...ah!"

The person who took the lead in doing things flew out before he could finish his words!

My chin was tilted instantly!

He fell to the ground, screaming, and blood splattered.

"ah……"

"Dare to do something? Kill him!"

When the other people saw it, they were furious. No one dared to attack them. Seeing that Brother Dog dared to hit someone, they did not have any politeness. They picked up the stick on the ground and headed for Brother Dog!

"Bang!"

The long stick was smashed down, and the dog brother didn't hide. He raised his hand and held the stick forcibly.

The stick broke, and it broke into two pieces with a bang!

The man holding a long stick suddenly shook his heart. He looked up and saw the Dog Brother's eyes that were enough to kill him, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of fear.

Who is this the hell?

"Bang!"

Brother Dog didn't say nonsense at all, Yi? Fu Shi Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Ran Love Lu's fist directly.

He roared angrily, like a crazy leopard, punching them all to the ground!

If it weren't for not being able to do anything here, he really wanted to smash their heads directly!

The people fell to the ground, screaming repeatedly, looking at Brother Dog in horror, and looking at the people coming.

They didn't know who these people were, and they dared to fight them.

"You...you..."

Liu Yang got up from the ground and saw the urn on Jiang Ning's hand. He seemed to realize something. When his lips moved, tears fell down.

Jiang Ning walked over and handed the urn to Liu Yang with both hands. He opened his mouth and was about to speak when the eighteen mother, who stood up, suddenly spoke.

"Xiaohui? Is Xiaohui back?"

She looked expectant and worried, afraid of getting a negative answer.

Liu Yang couldn't stop crying, a man in his fifties burst into tears!

He was about to answer, Jiang Ning shook his head, stepped forward, grabbed Shiba's mother's hand, imitating Shiba's voice: "Mom, I'm back home."

In an instant, Brother Dog and others all had their eyes red.

"Xiaohui! It's Xiaohui's voice!"

The eighteenth mother cried with joy and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Ning's hand tightly, as if she would let go of her son.

Jiang Ning turned around and looked at Brother Dog, and Brother Dog immediately understood. Several people stepped forward without any politeness. They covered the mouths of the gangsters and dragged them out directly.

"Um--"

"You...you..."

Liu Yang looked at Jiang Ning, holding Shiba's urn in both hands, and his body trembled violently, but he still moved his lips. Although he didn't dare to make a sound, he still used his mouth shape and said thank you.

"You little brat, why haven't you been home for so long? Do you know how worried I am?"

The eighteenth mother, crying and laughing, "You also brought your friends back?"

"Well, they are all my brothers, so I'll take me home."

Jiang Ning held the hand of the eighteen mother, "Mom, I will help you into the house."

"Old man, don't be standing there. I hope Xiaohui will come back every day. He is back. Why don't you say another word? Go and cook! Guests are coming at home!"

"Hello aunt!"

Lao Wu and his men shouted in unison.

"Hey! Hey! Don't be polite when you get home, don't be polite!"

The eighteenth mother was happier.

Jiang Ning helped Shiba's mother into the house.

Lao Wu walked to Liu Yang with his eyes red: "Uncle, I'm sorry, we didn't protect Xiaohui."

"he……"

Liu Yang's Adam's apple slid and looked at Lao Wu, "He didn't do bad things, right?"

"No, he is the hero of Donghai City."

Lao Wu knew what Liu Yang asked, "I swear with my life that he deserves everyone's respect."

Liu Yang nodded, tears couldn't stop falling, but he didn't make a cry. His old face seemed to have become more than teenagers at once, holding the 18th urn tightly and trembling.

"Go home! Go home! My son is home!"
Chapter completed!
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