Qin Anan subconsciously closed her eyes.

However, the expected crash to the ground did not happen. Instead, she felt herself being picked up by a pair of large, calloused hands and held in a warm embrace.

Qin Anan opened her eyes and saw Feng Jingrou.

"Mother!"

Feng Jingrou checked her daughter up and down, and was relieved to see that she was okay. She cast a cold gaze at Yan Dazhuang: "Qin Zheng is not a fugitive! But your son is the mastermind behind the brawl!"

Perhaps it was the connection between mother and child, Feng Jingrou was always uneasy at home, always feeling that something might happen to the children.

On the way to school, I met Li Yinling and Li Aihua and heard everything.

Feng Jingrou had no intention of arguing with a scoundrel like Yan Dazhuang, so she decisively ordered Qin Ling, "Go to the brigade headquarters and call the police!"

The moment Qin Ling saw his mother, tears welled up in his eyes.

In the end, it still made my mother worried.

"Mom, I'm sorry." He whispered in Feng Jingrou's ear.

Feng Jingrou: "Silly child, it's not your fault."

Qin Ling's heart warmed and his eyes turned red.

He didn't like crying in front of others, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that Feng Jingrou was serious, Yan Dazhuang could no longer laugh. He winked at Yan Biao, who immediately brought people to block Qin Ling's way.

Having worked in the security department for more than a year, he knew the severity of the punishment for various crimes. Now was the crackdown phase, and if it was determined to be a case of gang fighting, his son would have to spend the rest of his life in jail.

Feng Jingrou: "Restricting my son's freedom of movement is considered kidnapping and house arrest. Just one more charge!"

Feng Jingrou was neither angry nor roaring, but her aura was so strong that she directly suppressed Yan Dazhuang.

In rural areas, there are few women with such strong aura.

The parents of other bad kids no longer dared to act rashly.

Yan Dazhuang swallowed nervously.

A good man never suffers a loss in front of him, and the main feature of a land rogue is that he can bend and stretch.

Yan Dazhuang called his son over and asked Yan Biao to bow and apologize to Qin Ling.

Yan Biao was also unequivocal. He and his "little brothers" bowed to Qin Ling and said, "I'm sorry."

He thought to himself, apology is one thing, but he will continue to beat me next time.

"Are you satisfied?" Yan Dazhuang was obviously in the wrong, but he was still arrogant and turned around to take his son away.

This time, it was Feng Jingrou who blocked the way of the father and son.

She held Qin Anan in one hand and opened her palm towards Yan Dazhuang with the other: "Pay me money!"

"What compensation?" Yan Dazhuang raised his voice again.

Feng Jingrou: "Your son broke my son's shoes, so he doesn't have to pay for it?"

Qin Ling's heart trembled, and he looked down at his toes sticking out of his shoes, his eyes warm.

Mom knows everything!

Yan Dazhuang couldn't argue with Feng Jingrou, so he had no choice but to give her 10 yuan.

"Now, can I go?" he huffed.

Feng Jingrou: "No!"

"Why isn't it enough?" Is it ever going to end?

Feng Jingrou made one final request: "Everyone present must write a self-criticism in front of the entire school tomorrow morning. And you must swear that if anyone dares to bully another student again, their parents will be hit by a car and killed! Do you dare?"

Qin Anan was shocked by her mother.

[Wow, Mom’s using her ultimate move!]

[Sounds great! ]

Feng Jingrou pursed her lips, thinking that she didn't want to use such a big move of verbal attack, but to deal with the local rogue, she could only use rogue methods.

People nowadays are most afraid of swearing and making oaths.

Qin Che held onto the table and moved step by step to Feng Jingrou's side.

He was extremely careful and noticed that Yan's father and son might take action.

He must protect his mother and An An first.

Yan Biao lost his temper and was indeed enraged, raising his hand high towards Feng Jingrou.

He wanted to hit Feng Jingrou, but his raised wrist was suddenly pinched by a strong hand, and the pain made him sweat coldly.

When he turned around, he saw Qin Ling standing behind him with cold eyes.

"Qin Ling, you...ah..."

As Qin Ling applied more force to his hand, he howled in pain like a pig being slaughtered, and was unable to move at all.

The younger brothers who followed him were all dumbfounded at this moment.

What?

Big brother can’t beat the nerd Qin Ling?

In the past, Qin Ling simply didn't bother to pay attention to his elder brother, right?

At this moment, they knew who was the boss.

When I thought about how they followed Yan Biao to show off on campus every day, I suddenly felt a sense of shame.

Qin Ling's voice was icy: "Yan Biao, I don't like rough fights. But if you dare to touch my mother and An An, I absolutely will not agree!"

Yan Biao felt like someone had poured a bucket of cold water over his head. This was the first time he was afraid of being alone in this junior high school campus.

He should have thought that Qin Zheng was such a fierce fighter, and as his biological son, Qin Ling must be no worse.

If he had known Qin Ling was so capable, he would not have taken that man's money!

"Dad, Dad, my hand is going to break!" Yan Biao couldn't break free and could only cry and call for his father, regretting it so much that his intestines turned green.

Seeing this, Yan Dazhuang was about to step forward.

Qin Anan nestled in her mother's arms, right at Yan Dazhuang's chest. Finding the perfect opportunity, she raised her hand and sprinkled a small bottle of white powder into his collar...

【whee! 】

Enjoy it, my dear!