The entire table spun in the air, as if controlled by an invisible force, sending out gusts of wind and causing people around to exclaim in surprise.
Miao Zhongkai, who had just been slapped by Song Jiao, had not yet reacted and was leaning against the wall, his eyes full of astonishment and unwillingness.
However, the next second, the big table hit him hard like a meteorite from outer space.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, the table fell on Miao Zhongkai, making a crisp sound of broken bones. Miao Zhongkai screamed, and his body was instantly bent by the huge impact.
"Ah..." His screams echoed in the air, but before the people around him could react, Miao Zhongkai had already passed out, his body falling limply to the ground, unconscious.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Qiao felt that his body had become so fragile, as if it could be destroyed by this invisible force at any time.
He stared with wide eyes, watching Song Jiao walk over with disgust, easily pick up the table and put it back in its original place, as if nothing had happened.
"What a loser! This happened with just one hit!" Song Jiao curled her lips in disdain, her eyes full of mockery.
Zhang Qiao's mouth opened wide. He really wanted to say something! No normal person could withstand such a shock, okay? Are you kidding me?
However, he swallowed his anger and didn't say it out loud.
He swallowed and asked cautiously, "Coach, what should we do with this person now?"
Song Jiao sat back at the table and glanced at Miao Zhongkai lying on the ground with cold eyes, "Throw him out! As long as he doesn't die here with me!" Her voice was cold and firm, as if she was talking about something unimportant.
Zhang Qiao: .......
Is this really okay? He muttered to himself, but didn't dare to say it out loud.
He glanced at Miao Zhongkai lying on the ground, then glanced at Song Jiao's cold eyes, and finally silently winked at the follower beside him.
Everyone immediately understood and hurriedly carried Miao Zhongkai and threw him outside.
Their movements were quick and decisive, as if they were dealing with a piece of trash.
However, when the two were about to leave, they suddenly paused. They looked at Zhang Qiao at the same time, their eyes full of hesitation and uneasiness.
"Brother Qiao, is it really okay to leave him here like this? Although he is a scumbag, he is also a member of the Miao family." One of them whispered.
Zhang Qiao paused and felt that what he said made a lot of sense.
He frowned, thought for a moment, and finally nodded. "Just find someone to go find the medical team! After all, he's a life too. We can't just leave him here."
After throwing the man out, Song Jiao's thoughts quickly turned back to the urgent task at hand.
She stood in front of the huge galaxy map and began to plan the next galaxy to be exterminated. She must not give those cunning Zerg any chance to breathe.
Her eyes were determined; she must completely clear away all the void in this world!
Three days later
Just as she was immersed in deep thought about strategic deployment, the noise in the reception room came like a tide, interrupting her thoughts.
Miao Zhongkai's biological mother, a notorious shrew, actually came to her house and asked her to seek justice for the "injustice" suffered by her son.
Zhang Qiao stood in the reception room, sweating profusely. He tried to persuade the difficult woman to leave no matter what he did.
He sighed helplessly and thought to himself: I can barely deal with reasonable people, but when faced with this kind of shrew who throws a tantrum, he is really helpless.
Miao's mother sat on the ground, crying heartbreakingly, rolling on the ground and shouting, "This is outrageous! My son came to apologize, but he was still beaten and sent to the hospital! Is anyone going to do anything about this woman? She's acting recklessly just because she's the young marshal!"
"Wow, I won't live anymore!" She cried and slapped the floor, and the sound made the whole reception room seem to tremble.
"Zhao Wanshu, you are such a black-hearted woman. My poor son!" Her voice was sharp and piercing, as if she wanted to pour out all her dissatisfaction and anger.
The noise outside the door was getting louder and louder. Song Jiao frowned, looked at Zhang Qiao who came in and out, and finally stood up and decided to meet this "difficult" woman in person.
She pushed open the door, glanced coldly at Mu's mother lying on the ground, and then a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Throwing a tantrum? Who wouldn't?
She suddenly squatted down and began to crawl darkly and twistedly on the ground, screaming and roaring as she crawled: "Cry, cry, cry, make a fuss, your son treats me like a licking dog, taking what he wants and not having it at all! He attacked me for other women, warned me, and even beat me!"
"I love him so much, why does he treat me like this?" Her voice was full of despair and pain, as if she was really heartbroken.
Suddenly, she rushed to Mu's mother and shouted angrily: "Why? Why would he do this to me?"
Her voice was so sharp and piercing that it hurt Mu's ears.
Without waiting for Mu's mother to react, she started a new trick.
Just grab the rope in mid-air and start swinging back and forth like Tarzan.
"Why are you doing this to me!" she wailed as she swung on the rope. "I'm so pitiful!"
Mother Miao was confused by Song Jiao's series of sudden actions, and for a moment she even forgot what she was doing there.
She stared blankly at Song Jiao swinging in the air, crying and wailing, and an inexplicable fear and panic surged in her heart.
Zhang Qiao was also stunned. He didn't expect that Song Jiao would use this method to deal with Mu's mother's throwing a tantrum.
He looked at Song Jiao's figure swinging in the air, and couldn't help but secretly admire her in his heart: This woman is such a tough character!
As expected, you have to be the head coach to do anything!
Even if it means causing trouble, it's okay.
Miaomiao's mother finally came to her senses. Her eyes widened as she tried to get up from the ground, but her body was shaking with fear and panic. She looked up at Song Jiao, her eyes, which were usually filled with arrogance and disdain, now filled with fear and anxiety.
"You...you should be more normal and stop messing around! If you have something to say, talk it over nicely!" Her voice was trembling, and she was clearly frightened by Song Jiao's previous actions. She tried to soothe this woman who seemed to have lost control, but her voice sounded so weak.
However, Song Jiao completely ignored her pleas and continued to swing in the air, as if venting her dissatisfaction and anger.
Her eyes were cold and angry, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances and pain.
"How can I explain it nicely? I work so hard in the military industry, so hard, so diligently, and for what? Just to be able to gain a foothold in this galaxy, so that he can see me! But why does he treat me like this!? What does he think of me? A toy that can be summoned and dismissed at will?" Song Jiao's voice was full of despair and pain, as if she was really heartbroken.
Do the whole act naturally.
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