You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 482: What happened to your arm?

"You let her go!" Zhang's mother grabbed Zhang Heyuan's arm, pulled him back, and shouted, "I said long ago, I won't let you marry this vixen! Except for a good-looking face, she is useless. Can't even lay an egg! What right does she have to slap you? A woman who can't even lay an egg, who wants her except you? She..."

Her long-awaited grandson turned into a granddaughter and was furious.

Seeing Joey fascinated by her son, she added to the fire and said nothing.

She pointed at Joey's nose, scolding was on the rise, and the door of the ward was suddenly kicked open with a "bang".

Qiao Zui kicked open the door and rushed into the ward murderously. Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhang Heyuan's hair and kicked Zhang Heyuan's lower abdomen.

Mother Zhang screamed and stepped forward to help, but Snow reached out and stopped her.

Although Qiao Zui lost one right arm, only one left hand was more than enough to clean up Zhang Heyuan.

Three hits, five and two, Zhang Heyuan was beaten, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Enough!" Joey felt that something was wrong, he rushed up, grabbed Qiao Zui's right arm, touched it up and down a few times, and asked with a trembling voice, "You... what's wrong with your arm?"

Qiao Zui stepped on Zhang Heyuan with a sullen look, pushed Joey away, pointed at her nose and scolded: "This is what you said you had a good life? This is what you call love, your happiness? You How can TM be so cheap? Are you worthy of your grandfather? The family treats you like a princess, and you come here to spoil it for a bunch of sluts? Have you never met a man in your last life? A thing that is inferior to a pig and a dog is also worthy of you For him, he doesn't even want his grandfather's own brother?"

Joey's face is full of tears, and his eyes are just staring at Joe's drunk arm.

She thumped Qiao Zui's shoulder, crying and asking, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with your arm?"

Mother Zhang saw her son stepping on his feet with blood on his face, and screamed in distress: "Killed! Killed! Do you still have Wang Fa? I want to call the police! I want to call the police!"

"Okay, call the police!" Ye Xingbei looked at her and sneered, "I just called the police to help us find out who this child's father is."

"Don't call the police! Mom, don't call the police!" Zhang Heyuan struggled to reach out to Zhang's mother: "Mom, if you don't want to kill me, don't call the police!"

His voice was full of despair, and the frightened mother Zhang's hand trembled while holding the phone, and she couldn't press the number for the police.

Seeing that Qiao Zui refused to answer her question, Joey turned to look at Ye Xingbei, his eyes full of pleading: "Little aunt, tell me, what happened to Xiao Zui's arm?"

"You don't know?" Ye Xingbei felt that Qiao Zui's injury did not need to be concealed from Joey: "When he was on a mission, he was hit by a bullet in his left arm and injured his nerve. He was discharged from the army due to his injury." /

Qiao Zui opened his eyes in disbelief, took a few steps back, and looked at Qiao Zui's arm hanging by his side unacceptably.

Mother Zhang heard Ye Xingbei's words on the side, and knew that the vicious man who stepped on his son was a cripple, Mother Zhang felt very relieved, and spat at Qiao Zui: "It must be that you are doing too much wicked things. , was punished!"

"Shut up!" Joey screamed sternly, burst out violently, rushed over, grabbed Mother Zhang's hair, dragged her to the ground, punched and kicked, "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"