Jiang Chusheng struggled, and his phone fell out of his pocket.

Xiao San picked up Jiang Chusheng's cell phone and looked at it. He didn't know when this guy made a call!

The phone was still connected, and someone vaguely heard shouting from the other side.

I turned on the hands-free and heard a duck-voiced man roaring from the other end of the phone, "Damn it! I don't care who you are, let Master Jiang go immediately! Otherwise, you don't want to live!"

Bang!

Zhou Tian snatched his phone and broke it hard on the ground.

"You even secretly called someone?"

Zhou Tian looked at Jiang Chusheng coldly and asked.

Jiang Chusheng was so scared that his pants were wet, but the kid still glared at his triangle eyes and shouted: "That's right! The master of the ancient hall is rushing here with people. If you want to know the truth, let me go immediately. I can spare you!"

"Go to your uncle!"

Xiao San was angry. He picked up a water cup and slapped it hard on Jiang Chusheng's nose.

"Oh my god!"

Jiang Chusheng called out to his mother in pain, his nose was bleeding, and his face was cut by glass fragments, so miserable that he could not see it.

Zhou Tian ignored Jiang Chusheng at this time, and he helped Zhou Ling up and said softly: "What did he do to you, right?"

Zhou Ling felt like she had survived the disaster. She was so excited that she couldn't speak, and tears flowed down like broken beads.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is a brother here."

Zhou Tian hugged Zhou Ling in his arms with heartache, patted her back lightly, not knowing how to comfort her.

Zhou Ling felt more at ease. Feeling Zhou Tian’s warm and powerful arms, she cried even more sadly.

"elder brother"
Chapter completed!