CHAPTER 802: CHAPTER 782: SISTERS_3

Because caught off guard, his knees buckled, and with a thud, he fell to the ground on his knees.

Then, almost instantly, shadows flashed.

Xiao Hongying saw her seven sisters clutching their faces and falling to the ground.

"You!"

Song Ziyuan stepped back in front of her, "You... Song Ziyuan, you actually... I’ll tear you to pieces!"

Xiao Hongying thought it was because she was unprepared! She didn’t regard Song Ziyuan as anything serious.

Who didn’t know Song Ziyuan at school, she was just a punching bag that anyone could bully.

She sprang up and viciously clawed at Song Ziyuan’s face.

Punching and kicking, she really put some moves to use.

If it were an average girl, she would have indeed gotten injured; Song Ziwen and Song Zijing saw things going bad quickly rushed up to shield their sister from the blows.

But then...

They saw Xiao Hongying get kicked to the ground by Song Ziyuan, and once again found herself maintaining the kneeling position, stiffly kneeling there as Song Ziyuan walked over.

Slap after slap, left and right, landed on her face, a series of seven or eight resounding slaps.

Xiao Hongying was still spewing filth, "I f... slap!"

"You bitch, just wait, you... slap! slap!"

"I’ll kill you... slap!"

"Slap, slap, slap!"

"Stop... hitting me! Slap!"

"Slap, slap!"

"Stop... stop!"

Song Ziyuan stopped her hand, looking at Xiao Hongying’s face swollen like a pig’s head.

Annoyed, she glanced at her own hands; this body was too weak, ever since she’d entered this body, her seal had never been unlocked.

It’s because this body’s constitution is too poor, if not for Jiang Xiaoxiao always using those extraordinary means to nurse her back, this body probably couldn’t have recuperated to even this state.

Look at herself having just slapped a few times, in the past after a few slaps, this woman in front of her would already be reporting to the King of Hell.

But now, well, after so many slaps, the worst is that the opponent’s face is swollen like a pig’s head.

And her own hand is somewhat red and sore.

Sigh, it seems it won’t do, she’ll have to start exercising early in the future.

This frail little body just won’t do.

Big brother and second brother won’t be back for a while, and they can’t protect the family by her side.

The two sisters are too weak, evidently just frail high-altitude flowers, if she doesn’t protect them, they’ll probably still be bullied in the future.

Look today if she hadn’t been at the school gate feeling a bit bored, she wouldn’t have come over to pick them up, and they probably would have been terribly dealt with here.

Anyway, this is the elder sister’s daughter, also her closest kin.

In name, they’re her two sisters, but the three of them actually have no blood relation.

But the two sisters have treated her well since childhood, sharing toys and treats with her, she has to repay kindness.

It seems from now on, this family will have to rely on her to protect her sisters.

"Stop... beating, I’m wrong, okay? No matter what you say... you keep hitting."

Xiao Hongying couldn’t even speak clearly; this one strikes far better than she did, her teeth felt loose.

A mouthful of a bloody taste, she must have shed quite a bit.

Those seven girls who were still clutching their faces and wailing on the ground just now, were now quietly paralyzed into wooden sticks, sitting there without daring to move.

Their slaps in comparison to Xiao Hongying just now, were worlds apart.

One by one, they started trembling; this frail little figure suddenly seemed tall and demonic in their eyes, as if climbing out from hell.

If she also beat them until their faces bloomed.

Thinking about it, the few of them realized their faces hurt badly, quietly scooting back, shrinking back, afraid that the one in front might remember to settle old scores with them.

"If anyone dares even touch our sisters again. Open your eyes wide and see what happens?"

Song Ziyuan casually tossed out a sentence, pulling Song Ziwen and Song Zijing away.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was still waiting for them at the hospital.

Song Ziwen and Song Zijing couldn’t snap back to reality for a long time.

Was this their sister?

Were they dreaming?

With stars in their eyes, "Yanyan, teach us both in the future!"

"Yeah! Yeah, teach us."

How can the elder sister let the younger sister protect her?

Song Ziyuan quickly surpassed the two of them.

"Noisy!"

Still so aloof.

Song Ziwen and Song Zijing didn’t care about so much! One on each side rushed up, hooking Song Ziyuan by the neck, "Will you agree or not? If not! We’ll annoy you to death!"

The little claws scratching, making Song Ziyuan twist her waist in discomfort.

These two sisters climbed on top of her head.

What to do now!