Under Duxiu Peak, inside Bajian Villa, there was a bleak cloud of sorrow.

More than a hundred men and women in strong suits formed an irregular circle.

The center of the circle suddenly became the second son of the Tang family - Tang Zhongxiong.

Tang Zhongxiong, who was dragging the giant sword on the door panel, dared not step in ten steps, because Tang Zhongxiong, who had just finished his retreat and went down the mountain, was furious—

"The boss, who was the bastard, actually took advantage of my retreat and robbed my father to the capital? You idiots are dead! He sent someone to rob you and let you do nothing? My father is so sick that he can't withstand the bumps of the road? If my father had a few big or two short trips, I will sack you all!"

"Second Master, is the master taking the disaster? The master said that there are good doctors in the capital..."

The general manager of Bajian Villa and the judge of the iron pen, Cha Ruian, corrected the weakness.

"Bah! He's just saying nothing! Shut up, old man, you'll shut up! Forcibly get rid of people without my consent. What's the point? Old man, who are you from? If you dare to say good things for the boss's bastard, believe it or not, I cut off your neck with a sword..."

Tang Zhongxiong, who was worried about being angry and had nowhere to speak, caught the judge Cha Ruian, and then squirted wildly. Cha Ruian shrank his neck and did not dare to say another word.

"Old man Cha, why are you mute?"

After squirting for a while, Tang Zhongxiong, who was in a little more refreshed, asked again.

"Second Master, it's not me who's mute, you just told me to shut up. How dare I speak again to make you angry..."

Charian, who was shrinking his neck, replied pitifully.

An uncontrollable laughter suddenly erupted around him.

"It's just a big laugh! Don't think that I can't see it for the time being, and I don't know who you little bastards are!" Tang Zhongxiong raised the giant sword on the door panel, and looked like a firewood stick and couldn't hold back the laughter: "You, you, you, you, and you, you little bastards, all of you little bastards are out for me to practice a thousand times to draw the sword!"

"Master, I'm practicing rope darts, disciple. Can I practice rope darts a thousand times?"

He looks pretty stern, but he has a female warrior who has a private airport at a young age, trying to bargain.

"This Bajian Villa, are you the owner of the manor or am I the owner of the manor?"

Tang Zhongxiong pulled a sword flower and inserted the front half of the giant sword on the door panel into the hard earth with a squeak.

"Master, you are the owner of the manor!"

The female warrior quickly replied.

"You know that I am the owner of the manor, but you still dare to bargain with me? Get out of here! One thousand times of sword drawing, half a time will not work!"

Tang Zhongxiong squirted.

"But Master, I don't have a knife-"

The female warrior said again.

"Senior sister, use mine!"

A knife was forcibly stuffed into the arms of the female warrior.

"Shuangxi...Senior Sister, I thank your whole family!"

The female warrior bit her back teeth and said.

Shuangxi, who was handing the knife, held up a smirk of being beaten. If it weren't for the wrong time and place, she would have to be beaten by the senior sister's love.

The female warrior who finished "Thank you" had no choice but to hold the knife helplessly and went to the martial arts performance with several other unlucky guys named.

Others were once again entertained when watching the fun, but given the deterrence of drawing swords for a thousand times, no one dared to laugh out loud.

Tang Zhongxiong, who successfully maintained the majesty of the owner of the manor, was very satisfied with this, so he continued to spray the iron pen judge Cha Rui'an: "Old man Cha, why are you pretending to die? I will shut up if I ask you to shut up. Then I asked you to guard my father well. Why did you let the boss, the bastard, rob my father away? Come on, come and explain carefully! Don't worry, even if you can't explain clearly, I will never kill you."

"Second Master, unless you promise you won't cut me half to death, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with you, Master."

Charian replied.

"Hey, you old bastard, you dare to give me the conditions. I will kill you now!"

Tang Zhong leaned back with a strong aura, and pulled up the giant sword on the door panel with his beard and stared at Cha Rui'an.

Cha Rui'an was not afraid either, but actually stood there with a smile and held his hands behind his back waiting for the chopping.

As the first person to follow the second master, how could Cha Ruian not know the second master's temperament?

The second master was blowing his beard and staring at him to chop people. That was a fake move that was always just a saying but not practiced. Just wait for him to chop.

If the second master draws his sword with his expression, then... it's better to wait for him to cut it.

Master Ruo Er drew his sword with a smile, tsk... hurry up and give his distant relatives some money, so that they don’t forget to burn paper for your house next year today.

This time, it was true. Although Mr. Tang Er really cut off Cha Ruian's sword, the sword hit the ground in front of Cha Ruian with a slight difference.

"Old man, are you dead?"

Mr. Tang asked.

“Not yet.”

Charian replied.

"You're lucky!"

Mr. Tang second curled his lips, pulled up the giant sword on the door panel and inserted it back with his backhand and back into the previous earth sword mark.

"Congratulations to the second master for his great success in martial arts! Congratulations to the second master for his great success in martial arts!"

As a second-rate martial arts master, Cha Ruian congratulated Mr. Tang at the first time. He was undoubtedly a wise man. Before this retreat, the second master did not have such magical precise control. Moreover, the second master is still temporarily blind. This is not a great success in martial arts. What is a great success in martial arts?

"It's just a trick of eagle." Tang Zhongxiong raised his chin slightly and asked again: "Where is Xiaoyi? Call her here. I have some insights into seclusion this time, and I want to teach her something new!"

"Oh, Master Second, then you probably have to go to Yujing."

Charian replied.

"Why is this?"

Tang Zhongxiong asked.

"Because my sister-in-law protected the old man and took him to Yujing."

Cha Rui'an stood on tiptoe and moved quietly to the side.

Unfortunately, I still didn't escape.

Tang Zhongxiong waved his long arm and grabbed Cha Rui'an's collar accurately and caught the thin old man back: "Old man Cha, did you do it on purpose? You know that I have always wanted to take Xiaoyi as your disciple!"

"Oh, Master Second, you have been wronged to death. You are not unaware of the old man's physical condition and Xiaoyi's medical skills. If you don't let Xiaoyi go to Yujing with me, how dare I rest assured..."

Cha Ruian screamed.

"Really? You are sure you are not afraid that you will be two generations shorter than me in the future, so you deliberately used your sister-in-law to Yujing by taking care of my father's name?"

Tang Zhongxiong looked suspicious.

Cha Xiaoyi, who is very skilled in medicine, is the uncle's "little aunt" who has not yet been released for five robes by the judge of the iron pen.

"It's really not!"

Cha Rui'an answered very firmly, but his expression looked like he was a ghost-

Second Master, when did you become so smart?

Second Master, it doesn’t matter if you are shorter for two generations, but my sister-in-law is really only interested in medical skills. Second Master, you can’t force her to learn martial arts…

"Okay! Isn't it just going to Yujing? Pack my luggage immediately. I will set off in Beijing tomorrow morning to grab my father and Xiaoyi back!"

Tang Zhongxiong let go of Cha Rui'an's collar.

"Go to Yujing? Second Master, aren't you afraid of the eldest master?"

Cha Ruian blurted out.
Chapter completed!