CHAPTER 866: CHAPTER 842: TRUMP CARD

"President Feng, are you really going to just watch?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao pulled out a medicine bottle.

Hao Zhigang was definitely going to suffer a big loss, and she couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

One person against forty?

She didn’t have that ability.

Naturally, she had to rely on something else.

President Feng glanced at the bottle in her hand, "Yixin Hall has its own rules. We don’t get involved in such messes, and it’s not our place to intervene."

He was determined not to intervene.

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew that just talking wouldn’t convince anyone.

She stepped forward and stood beside Hao Zhigang.

Faced with forty men glaring at them, "Wait, can we not resort to violence?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao signaled, and Zhang Fatty grinned lecherously.

This woman was much prettier than Hao Zhigang’s girlfriend, and he’d been eyeing her for a while now. This was his chance.

He smiled wickedly.

"Of course, darling, if this guy calls you aunt, then let’s have a deep talk. Make me happy, and I won’t do anything to him!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes; anyone dared to talk nonsense with her, making her miss Old Song.

If Old Song were here, Zhang Fatty’s jaw would probably have been dislocated already!

Just at this moment, a shadow flew across in front of Zhang Fatty, so fast that nothing was clear; all they heard were two slaps, and then Zhang Fatty’s jaw was dislocated.

Staring in shock at a ten-year-old girl, who clapped her hands and walked over to Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Looking pure and innocent.

"Yanyan, how did you get here?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice, her eyes not working properly; wasn’t it agreed that Song Ziyuan would stay home and protect her sister and family?

This child’s ability to appear out of nowhere was something she couldn’t defend against.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was filled with complaints.

Her youngest daughter clung to her the most, loved being with her; where did that cute, soft, adorable little daughter go?

"Mom, he had a filthy mouth. I punished him on behalf of Dad. If Dad were here, it wouldn’t just be his jaw; who knows if his tongue would still be in place."

A justified response, small, white hands gripping Jiang Xiaoxiao’s hand, fingers interlocked, finally able to openly stick by her mom.

She’d been holding back recently.

Feeling her mother’s presence but unable to do anything was a tough sensation.

Dare to bully her mom? Asking for death!

Zhang Fatty opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the most he could manage was "Ah! Ah!" sounds.

Forty men rushed forward, but no one would help reattach his jaw.

Zhang Fatty angrily pointed at Jiang Xiaoxiao and the other two, gesturing wildly.

Forty men surrounded them.

Hao Zhigang hurriedly ran behind Song Ziyuan, yes!

Cowardly hiding behind Song Ziyuan.

"Aunt, who is this? She’s so powerful! Aunt, do you have any hidden cards you haven’t played? Call out your bodyguards and such quickly! It’s a life-or-death situation. If you don’t lay out your aces, we three will be finished here."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was amused; so Hao Zhigang thought she was some big shot, ready to cling to her.

No wonder he was always messing around.

"This is my daughter, Yanyan, no other tricks up my sleeves."

Waiting for a mugging.

Hao Zhigang anxiously said, "Impossible, Aunt, don’t play with me. I know you definitely have some serious background. My great-grandmother said the person who saved her family back then had a strong background; you couldn’t have come by yourself."

Who’s he kidding?

Jiang Xiaoxiao was speechless; so this involved the old lady too?

Is this really how to act, madam?

Song Ziyuan raised a hand, and five people appeared.

She came precisely for this: to deliver bodyguards to her mom.

This was arranged by Jin Dachuan.

People Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao developed during the incident with the Mu family.

These individuals were all personally selected by Song Moting, all mercenaries they saved from the brink of death.

Later, they followed Song Moting.

Though trained as a team to protect Jiang Xiaoxiao, they hadn’t been needed all these years.

Finally, they were used.

Hao Zhigang saw five people?

Not the big, mountain-crushing strongmen he imagined, just ordinary folks, easily lost in a crowd.

How could such people possibly help?

"Aunt, just five? What about the rest? They’ve got forty, we’ve only got five, that won’t do!"

Numbers matter, and Hao Zhigang didn’t want to actually take a beating.

"Now you’re afraid? When causing trouble, you were number one. Stand aside quietly and watch. If these five can’t handle it, prepare to get beaten up, and don’t expect your face to look presentable.

Think about what you’ll say to the old lady?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao was both angry and amused.

Hao Zhigang really was the epitome of thickheadedness.

Song Ziyuan clung to her mom, feeling complete satisfaction, finally together again.

She could’ve managed them alone, but evidently mom wouldn’t allow it.

Her mom still didn’t understand her.

Probably worried she’d get hurt, or concerned about her mother’s impression of her, otherwise she’d never let these uncles show up so effortlessly.

Heart filled with warmth, mom treated her so well.

Raising her head, she saw Jiang Xiaoxiao’s stern expression, suddenly feeling guilty and lowering her eyes; she knew her mom was angry.

Great.

Her brothers and sisters weren’t here, what now?

Prepare for a spanking?

Sigh, it’s her mom, so bring it on.

Jiang Xiaoxiao might be the only one who can get away with giving her a good beating.

All just to make her mom happy.

Bring it on!

Anyway, after the spanking, Jiang Xiaoxiao would be the one feeling sad and upset.

The little one plotted secretly.

The fight started on that side.

Jiang Xiaoxiao pulled Song Ziyuan further back, and Hao Zhigang surprisingly still shielded them from the front.

"Sis, I’m your big brother. I call your mom aunt, we’re family, you better protect me."

Hao Zhigang tried to cozy up to Song Ziyuan.

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he saw all forty lying down in front of him.

No harm done, Song Ziyuan didn’t want trouble, naturally instructing them not to hurt anyone unless truly dangerous.

These people mostly had their arms dislocated.

The five quietly moved behind Jiang Xiaoxiao, though saying nothing, their presence suddenly imposing.

This was low-key mastery.

Especially admired by Hao Zhigang.

"Thanks for the hard work, guys. Let’s have a good meal later."

The five didn’t give him a glance.

Zhang Fatty was terrified, wetting his pants.

Who did he mess with?

Wasn’t it said the Hao family had declined? Who is this woman?

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked up to Zhang Fatty, Song Ziyuan neatly realigning his jaw.

Zhang Fatty was so scared his words stumbled.

"What do you want? Please, madam! I was just joking with Mr. Hao, never meant to harm you guys. Really, look, I’m just a nobody, how could I possibly do anything to you?"

At this point, Zhang Fatty had no backbone, totally spineless.