The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 211 Jun Moyao returns to Jun’s house

  "Who do you want to pack?"

   Just when this person finished his cruel words and wanted to leave, a wicked voice suddenly sounded, "Come on, you tell me Ah Bang, who do you want to clean up?"

   "Bangge."

   "Bangge."

   "Bangge."

   Seeing the incoming person, several threatened servants immediately greeted them excitedly and greeted them excitedly.

"Um."

  Bang brother saw his little brother’s performance and nodded very satisfied: "I heard what you said just now, you did a good job."

   "Bangge, this is all the little ones should do."

  A few people hurriedly said with a grin, "We have all received the favor of Lord Lord, so we should know how to be grateful."

  The words fell, and several people talked and talked again, repeating what the guy who dared to trouble them just said.

   "Brother Bang, this kid is not a thing anymore, so he dares to stigmatize the Lord in the family like this."

   Seeing Bang brother come out, that guy turned pale in fright.

   hurriedly came forward and said: "Bangge, I...I just made a joke with my brothers, not about them."

   "Good, you dog, the joke has come to Lao Tzu's territory."

Brother Bang raised his foot and kicked that guy, "Tell you, this one of us belongs to Lord Dingjun, do you have an opinion?"

   "If you have an opinion, I will hold back Zhang Laozi, otherwise, I will see you once and let someone clean you up once."

  The words fell, and gestured to the younger brothers around him: "Go."

   "They are all supporters of Lord Lord. We can't persuade you when you encounter problems."

  The little brothers have long wanted to clean up this guy.

   got the order of Bangge, yelled and rushed up, punching and kicking at that guy.

  The servants within the family fight, no one dares to use their genes, and they will not directly slap their faces.

  Specially play some places that cannot be seen at a glance.

  This is to prevent the person from the family law enforcement hall from finding the real culprit based on the strength and level of the gene type after the incident.

  One more thing is that this is the default rule of the bottom creatures of their families.

  Whoever wants to break this rule will be suppressed and cast aside by the servants of the whole family.

  The person who was beaten held his head tightly and curled up into a ball.

   but never wailed.

  But the hatred in my eyes grew stronger as the pain on my body became more and more intense.

  It happened that Jun Moyao went home to deal with some internal problems in the family.

  Inadvertently noticed this scene, and his brows couldn't help but frowned.

  His idea of ​​star governance originally involves humanistic care.

  Seeing someone fighting inside the family, I really can’t stand it.

   So he ordered Yang Yan, who was next to him, to understand what happened, and he put the matter down, turned around and entered the main house.

   "My Lord, the old man is waiting for you at the beginning of the show."

  Just outside the main house, an old man with a gracious face respectfully greeted him, "The old slave will lead you there."

   "There are people who work hard."

  Jun Mo Yao's face was calm and indifferent, and he politely clasped his fists, followed behind Niu Lao, and strode towards the martial arts field.

   On the spacious and formal martial arts field of the Jun family, there are many teenagers who have just awakened from their genes. They are following the methods of their instructors to master their genetic combat power.

  On the high platform of the martial arts field, several senior family members sat there, silently observing the prospects for the genetic improvement of the juniors below.

  When Jun Moyao came in under the leadership of Niu Lao, he could see everything here at a glance.

  He didn't bother the children, but followed Niu Lao, along the side of the martial arts field, and came to the high platform.

   "Patriarch."

After Jun Moyao arrived, he directly saluted the middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the high platform.

  (End of this chapter)