The door of the villa was kicked open suddenly, and the door frame almost broke under the huge impact force.
A middle-aged man and woman rushed in aggressively, but when they saw the scene in front of them, angry expressions froze on their faces in an instant.
On the floor, pools of blood were like blooming red flowers, and Ji Shuqing was curled up on the side, groaning in pain.
This was not the gentle Jiang Jinxuan they were familiar with, this was clearly a demon crawling out of hell!
"You...what did you do?" Father Jiang's voice trembled. "You're a beast! Let Shu Qing go!"
"Beasts? Then what are you?" Song Jiao sneered.
Jiang's mother's expression was even more agitated. "Jiang Jinxuan, quickly let go of Shu Qing! What on earth are you doing?"
How did Shu Qing get injured?
Song Jiao raised her head, her eyes were no longer clear and innocent, but had turned blood red, flashing with bloodthirstiness and violence.
She grinned, revealing her white teeth. "What did you do? Didn't you all see it?"
Father Jiang shouted angrily, "Let him go immediately! You'd better not force me to do anything!"
"Take action?" Song Jiao sneered disdainfully.
She stood up suddenly, and her figure moved in front of Jiang's father in an instant like a ghost, grabbing his throat. "You old man, you still dare to question me? Ji Shuqing stole my badge, and not only did you not stop her, you acquiesced to her doing it. You are really good!"
Mother Jiang was trembling with fear, but she still wanted to maintain her dignity as the mother of the family. "Jinxuan, let your father go! Let's talk nicely, don't fight!"
"Talk nicely?" Song Jiao laughed out loud, her laughter filled with madness and distortion. "You also want to talk nicely to me? Fine, then I'll let you talk as much as you want!"
As she spoke, she suddenly stretched out her other hand and lifted up Jiang Mu as well.
At this moment, Song Jiao seemed to have infinite power, making the two adults unable to struggle like puppets in her hands.
"Don't you like Ji Shuqing very much? Then you should not mind going to accompany her, right?" Song Jiao laughed even more crazily.
She pinched hard, and Father Jiang screamed in pain. Mother Jiang was so frightened that she burst into tears and begged for mercy: "Jinxuan, we know we were wrong, please let us go!"
But Song Jiao seemed not to hear and continued to pinch Jiang's father's throat hard.
The smile on her face became increasingly strange and distorted. "Let you go? Fine, I'll let you go after I destroy the Jiang family!"
After she finished speaking, she swung her hands and threw the two of them out heavily.
This time, they crashed through the wall and fell on the lawn outside the villa.
Song Jiao stood in front of the broken wall, looking at the two people collapsed on the ground outside, a satisfied smile on her face, "From today on, the Jiang family should also be replaced!"
Song Jiao walked away from the Jiang family in her sharp high heels without looking back. Her cold and elegant back did not reveal any trace of nostalgia.
Jiang's parents looked at her determined figure as she left, and an indescribable panic surged in their hearts.
They didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly helped Ji Shuqing, who was lying on the ground, to her feet and hurriedly called the emergency number.
The ambulance came roaring in, and Jiang's father and mother carefully put Ji Shuqing into the car, their eyes revealing deep worry, as if the person lying on the stretcher was their real flesh and blood.
As the ambulance door slowly closed, the worry on Jiang's mother's face was replaced by a hint of panic.
"Jinxuan can actually use spiritual power. What should we do?" She looked at Father Jiang worriedly, a hint of helplessness in her tone.
A sinister glint flashed in Father Jiang's eyes. He snorted coldly, his face filled with disdain and determination. "What are you panicking about? She thinks she can make us surrender by showing a little bit of strength? What a pipe dream."
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Xunchen? You must find a way right now. No matter what, you can't let Jiang Jinxuan enter the academy."
Unfortunately, Jiang's father's call was too late, because Song Jiao had already rushed into Jiang Xunchen's office like a gust of wind.
She appeared in front of Jiang Xunchen in an instant like a ghost and snatched the phone from his hand.
"I'm afraid your idea will be dashed!" she laughed contemptuously.
With a light pinch of her fingers, the phone turned into a pile of fine powder in her hand like fragile glass, and fell onto the polished desk.
Jiang Xunchen was stunned by this sudden change. He looked at Song Jiao with eyes full of astonishment and anger.
He remembered his father's roar on the phone, and his face became even gloomier.
However, before he could react, a loud slap was slapped hard in the face.
"Who are you showing this sour face to?" Song Jiao sneered coldly. She was sitting on the sofa and had just put down her raised hand.
The slap seemed to still be burning on Jiang Xunchen's face.
"Jiang Jinxuan!" Jiang Xunchen roared, but just after shouting these three words, he felt a heart-wrenching pain on his face again.
"I warned you, I don't like your tone." Song Jiao's voice was cold and majestic. She leaned lazily on the sofa and said indifferently, "Now, just go through the enrollment process!"
"Jiang Jinxuan, listen to me carefully, I am your brother! The power of the Jiang family will fall into my hands sooner or later. You? You want to enter the academy? That's wishful thinking!" Jiang Xunchen stood up suddenly, his hands heavily on the table, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he wanted to burn all opponents to ashes.
Song Jiao raised her eyes slightly, a hint of cunning and provocation flashed in her eyes.
The corners of her mouth slowly rose, outlining a domineering and unfathomable smile, "What? Don't you understand what I said? Since you can't understand, don't blame me for doing it myself!"
Before she finished speaking, a fierce look flashed in her eyes. The moment she raised her eyes, Jiang Xunchen suddenly felt as if his body was firmly bound by an invisible force. He was horrified to find that he could not move!
His fingers seemed to be controlled by an external force, and he involuntarily reached for the badge on the table, then performed identity verification, and the information was quickly transmitted to the college system.
A mechanical and cold voice rang out from the system: "Welcome Jiang Jinxuan to the academy."
The sound echoed in the empty room, sounding particularly harsh.
Song Jiao walked up to Jiang Xunchen, who was sitting stiffly in front of the computer, with a contemptuous and profound smile on her face. "Look, isn't this solved? Why bother with so much trouble? As for you—" She paused, a cold look flashing in her eyes, "It's useless now."
After saying that, she stood up gracefully and walked towards the door.
As she was about to step out of the door, she suddenly turned around and smiled at Jiang Xunchen, who was still sitting there stiffly. That smile revealed absolute control and dominance. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. From now on, you are no longer the heir of the Jiang family."
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