Che Gaoyuan was dragged in by Lao Song. Because he was covered in sweat, Lao Song thought he would dirty the sofa, so he simply threw him on the ground beside him.

Kou Zijun was sitting on the sofa, but he had his back straight and looked very defensive.

"Little Carp."

Yang Xiaoli suddenly changed from a violent girl to an obedient little girl and immediately brought the fruit.

"You two can eat first. This is originally prepared for you."

"Would you two like tea or something else?"

This doesn't feel like inviting them to tea, but rather like inviting them to drink poison.

Yan Mofei smiled and said, "I remember that brother Zijun doesn't like tea, he prefers wine. But I don't have any wine prepared today, so drink some water, it's good for your health."

No matter what he was offered to drink, Kou Zijun was determined not to touch anything.

Who knows if Yan Mofei was asked by his brother to clean up the mess.

"Yan Mofei, I know you. You're the new darling of the film industry right now. There's absolutely no need for you to film our low-budget web series."

"So, what exactly are you doing here?"

Yan Mofei looked at him and smiled: "I was hired by your brother to watch over you. If you dare to do anything unusual, your brother said that I can enforce the family rules on his behalf."

Kou Zijun immediately remembered the fear of being dominated by the stick.

Yan Mofei snapped his fingers, and then saw Lao Song take out a rattan stick covered with barbs from the room.

Kou Zijun immediately felt a chill on his back, and his scalp tingled just looking at it. If this thing hit him, he would be seriously injured.

This was already a crime of intentional injury, and he didn't believe Yan Mofei would dare to do it.

"Your brother said that now that you've grown up, the family rules naturally need to be upgraded. So I specially customized this thing so that you can experience the new family rules."

Yan Mofei waved the cane with a smile, and the sound of breaking air immediately rang out in the room.

The cane flew past Kou Zijun's eyes, just a hair's breadth away from hitting him. He could even feel the barbs scratching his skin, and if they were touched even a little, several bloody wounds would immediately appear.

The pain was no less than that of the car just now.

Che Gaoyuan looked at the vine with shining eyes, and then looked at Kou Zijun with resentment.

Well, it turns out that people came for Kou Zijun, but in the end he was the one who suffered and took the blame. Now it is finally back to square one, and the one who suffered continues to turn into Kou Zijun.

[Beat him, beat him hard, let him taste the pain I just went through.]

"Damn it! He said he was a friend, but when I was hurt, not only did he not help me, he even pushed me into the fire. This is too much! He should be beaten now!"

Although Yan Mofei was taking a shower inside, he still knew a little about what was happening outside. After coming out and seeing the scene, he knew what had happened.

When I heard Che Gaoyuan's voice at this time, I just felt funny.

He instantly turned his hand that was wielding the cane, and instead of hitting Kou Zijun, he hit Che Gaoyuan.

Che Gaoyuan was so frightened that his pupils dilated and his whole body became stiff as if he was frozen.

Damn, what's going on? Why are they suddenly coming towards him?

Is Yan Mofei crazy?

"Snap!" The cane swung across his body, and the barbs on it scratched his clothes directly.

A "swish" sound was heard, and the clothes were torn into pieces.

It only tore his clothes without hurting him at all, which shows how strong his control ability is.

Yan Mofei said, "Oh, sorry, it's out of my control and went in the wrong direction."

Che Gaoyuan howled in his heart, what did he mean by running in the wrong direction? It was obviously intentional!

His clothes, wow. Fortunately, he was not injured. He didn't want to go through the pain again.

Che Gaoyuan cried in the storm.

Yan Mofei looked at the torn clothes and sighed again: "This thing has a lot of lethality. If it is really used to enforce family discipline, the damage will be too serious and people will die."

"No, no, you can't use this."

Kou Zijun screamed frantically in his heart: [Yes, yes, you can't use this, it will kill people.]

[Maybe my brother has foresight. Put it away quickly. Don't use this.]

Yan Mofei smiled and handed the cane to Lao Song.

"It's okay, I've also prepared other family magic weapons."

As he spoke, Old Song took out another thing from inside.

That's a bunch of leaves.

Kou Zijun was relieved now. What kind of killing power could a bunch of leaves have? It would be no problem to hit him with dozens of these things.

Come on, he's not afraid at all.

It turned out that he was his brother's friend, but he was afraid that his family would retaliate, so he didn't dare to do anything to him.

Yan Mofei took the bunch of leaves and handled them with great care, as if they were some precious treasure. He wrapped layer after layer of thick cloth around the stems of the leaves.

Even so, Yan Mofei only dared to hold the bottom layer and didn't even dare to touch other places.

He passed the bunch of leaves in front of Kou Zijun, and Kou Zijun immediately saw many small thorns on the back of the leaves.

Looking closely at the shape of the leaves and the tiny thorns strung together, a terrifying plant immediately came to mind: broad-leaved nettle!

Something that can cause immediate and long-lasting stinging wherever it touches.

If it touches too many places, it will be even more painful than killing yourself.

"I think compared to that cane, this thing is more gentle. At least it won't kill anyone."

Kou Zijun only felt a chill on his head. He would not die, but would only live a life worse than death.

Yan Mofei looked at Kou Zijun and said, "I'm your brother's good friend, and I'm also your brother. Naturally, I won't do anything to you. Don't worry."

Don't worry, don't worry. If you can be assured of this, then there is nothing in this world that you can't be worried about.

Kou Zijun was silent, his face grim.

He apologized for calling Mo Fei "brother" in his heart just now. He was apologizing for himself.

A person like this with a vicious heart and bad intentions has no right to be his brother.

"Who do you think you are? You're just my brother's good friend, not my friend. You have nothing to do with me. You have no right to teach me, and I won't listen to you."

"Even if my own brother came, it would be useless."

Old Song gave a thumbs up from behind and couldn't help but praise the young man in his heart, saying that he was really brave.

Yang Xiaoli began to silently light three incense sticks for him, hoping that he could live longer than three incense sticks.

Yan Mofei was still smiling, and Kou Zijun's words did not affect his mood at all.

He gently turned the broad-leaved nettle in his hand. "Really? We can discuss this issue later. Let's see whether I am not suitable to be your brother, or you are not suitable to be my brother."