"Junhao..." Tao Wanru tightened her arms tightly in the man's arms. It was not until this time that she felt relieved and burst into tears. Her body twitched violently, and the man's heart shrank into a ball and could not say anything.

Yang Yurong and Zou Yitian both heard Bai Miaohan's roar full of sadness, anger, sadness and pain, and hurried into the house to help her get up, "Tiantian, call the hospital quickly! Miaohan, Miaohan... How are you? Hold on, let's go to the hospital immediately, the good child will not cry anymore... You can't cry when you are pregnant, it is not good for your health-care--"

Bai Miaohan returned to China alone with Yang Chenhao, who had no relatives here. After suffering such grievances, she treated her as her only support when she was helped up by Yang Yurong, and she threw herself into her arms and cried even more and more sadly. Yang Yurong also felt deeply saddened to do such a thing, protecting the simple and cute girl in her arms to comfort her.

On the big bed, Lu Junhao's handsome and resolute face was extremely cold and solemn, and his firm jaw was tense. He glanced at the younger brother who had fallen off the bed and stood up staggeringly, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

A kiss was gently printed on the woman's temples. He restrained his body trembling with extreme anger and whispered to comfort him: "Okay, it's okay... It's not my goodbye, I'm late-coming--"

"No...No-Junhao, I...I-" Tao Wanru shook her head randomly, incoherently unable to say a complete sentence.

Seeing the wound on her face, Lu Junhao felt extremely distressed. He gritted his teeth and pulled the sheets on her body tightly and signaled her to pinch them. His tall body slowly retreated and stood out from the bed. His deep eyes stared at his brothers separated by the bed, and his eyes gradually became sharper, filled with cold murderous aura.

"Chen Hao, don't blame me for ignoring my brotherly affection today!" The low and gentle voice revealed a dangerous message, and everyone present felt trembling in their hearts.

Yang Chenhao was hit on the chin by his powerful punch. Now the corner of his mouth was covered with blood and his face became more and more ferocious. However, he didn't care at all, looked back at his brother viciously, and vomited a mouthful of blood disdainfully, "It just so happened - I won't treat you as a brother anymore!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already set off first, supported himself at the end of the bed and turned over neatly, and his fists whistled.

Lu Junhao was prepared for a long time, so he flashed back and moved away. He suddenly stood still. A strong lust in his eyes exploded. The next moment, he also punched him without any mercy, and the two started fighting.

Yang Yurong knew that this battle was inevitable, but when she saw her two sons fighting like two wolves, she was still in extreme pain as a mother.

In order to avoid Bai Miaohan being implicated by them again, Yang Yurong and Zou Yitian quickly protected her out of the bedroom and sat in the living room. There were terrifying sounds in the room from time to time. I don’t know what furniture was smashed. Yang Yurong settled Bai Miaohan and told her tightly: "Tiantian, take good care of Miaohan, I will persuade them!"

"Godmom! Don't go in! Danger!" Zou Yitian knew that both men had lost their minds. If the winner was not decided in this fight, I was afraid that the King of Heaven would not be able to separate them even when they came, so she hurriedly reached out to pull her.

Yang Yurong was not willing to listen. To her, these two sons were her palms and backs. Watching them kill each other was a hundred times more uncomfortable than stabbing her with a knife. Even if she knew the danger, she would still stop her.

The two of them were already fighting hard in the room. Lu Junhao was extremely angry and did not take care of the other party as his younger brother. Each punch was thunderous. One punch was enough to make people shine for several seconds. Although Yang Chenhao was also from a police academy and loved martial arts and was very skilled, he was neglected to practice abroad in recent years. Compared with Lu Junhao, he was at a disadvantage and could only rely on his flexible body skills to take action and defend. The two of them had sharp slashes, slashes and attacks directly. One was as fierce as a dragon and the other was as fast as a rabbit. The room was as messy as a scattered piece of furniture, like a battlefield filled with gunpowder.

Tao Wanru sat on the head of the bed, protecting herself tightly, and yelled weakly not to hit her, but who could listen? Her hands were still handcuffed to the head of the bed, and she couldn't even go forward and kick the frame, so she could only stare at them and worry.

When Yang Yurong came in, he saw this scene and went forward without saying a word to stop them. Lu Junhao was afraid of hurting his mother, so he reacted a little slower. Unexpectedly, Yang Chenhao took advantage of the loophole, grabbed his collar and punched him. He also raised his knees to repair it on his lower abdomen. Lu Junhao felt pain, bent down with a muffled groan, and took a few steps to stabilize his body.

"Ah... Junhao!!" After fighting for so long, this was the first time he was hit hard. Tao Wanru screamed in fear, her face pale and didn't dare to look at the picture. She didn't care that her wrist was being tortured. She struggled to sit up and tried to dissuade her in vain, "Junhao, stop hitting! stop hitting!"

When Yang Yurong saw that his eldest son suffered a loss, he also saw what was going on just now. He was furious and grabbed Yang Chenhao and scolded him sternly: "You have any reason to do something wrong yourself? You must beat me, right? Then hit your mother! I'll stand here and let you beat me!"

Yang Chenhao was not wearing clothes on his upper body, his bare and strong muscles were sweating, making him more and more slippery. Yang Yurong couldn't even pull him. He was stared at his bloodthirsty eyes for a second, and the next moment he was ruthlessly pushed away, "Mom, don't worry about this!"

Outside, Zou Yitian looked at the completely out of control inside and shouted at Lin Ping and others: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and stop me!"

Lin Ping was stunned and hesitated.

It’s not that he is so eyebrow-free, but... Sister Tao is not wearing any clothes, if they rush in -

However, after Zou Yitian drank this, they realized that they had no need to care about this, so they had to rush in with a few bodyguards.

Yang Yurong fell to the ground by Yang Chenhao's push, and he couldn't get up immediately. Lin Ping went in and helped her sit aside before directing the bodyguards to divide them into two groups to control the two out of control beasts.

Yang Chenhao took advantage of the gap of his mother's "make trouble" for a short time, and another side kick hit Lu Junhao's right calf. However, Lu Junhao's lower body was as stable as a rock, but his legs were shaking and did not fall down. Instead, he staggered and hit back quickly. He stepped forward and hooked the other party's neck with his hands. He turned around neatly, bent over, and threw Yang Chenhao over his shoulder. The next moment, he knelt on his chest with one knee, suppressing his stern and holding it hard.
Chapter completed!