Yao Bodang had already closed the acupoints by him and could not stand. He rolled straight to the door like a large wooden pillar. Fortunately, the hall door was very wide and had never hit his head and feet, so he rolled out. The thieves from Qinjia Village shouted, chased him out one after another, and picked him up.

Yao Bo is in power.

"Go away, go away!"

Everyone went there in a swarm.

Mr. Bao San looked at Zhou Xuan and the other two, and couldn't figure out what kind of person they were, and asked Wang Yuyan.

"What kind of way does this person have? Do you want to tell him to get out?"

Wang Yuyan said.

"He is me...he is my uncle, and he knows that Monk Xuanbei beats people to death with the 'Weitu Pestle', so you can ask him about the situation."

Li Qingluo had something to say to her first, and she could not expose her siblings and Zhou Xuan in front of outsiders.

Mr. Bao San said.

"Uncle Master? Which uncle from any family? Why have you never heard of it? But you want him to keep it?"

Wang Yuyan nodded and said.

"good."

This is also impossible. Zhou Xuan is her seemingly uncle's brother. In terms of distance, closeness and distance, it is much closer than Murong Fu and others.

Mr. Bao San said with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid that my brother Murong will be jealous?"

Wang Yuyan opened her big eyes and said.

"What are you drinking vinegar?"

Mr. Bao San pointed at Zhou Xuan and said.

"This man is so chewy, don't be fooled by him."

Zhou Xuan looked at Bao Duan's fingers that stretched out and frowned slightly. He was the only one who pointed at others, and few people dared to point out that. If it weren't for the sake of Azhu, Abi, Wang Yuyan, Bao Duan would have had the chance to appear.

Wang Yuyan still puzzled and asked.

"Why did I fool him? My mother said he was my uncle, could she still lie to me? Or do you think he would fabricate the Shaolin sect message? I don't think he would just do that."

Mr. Bao San heard her words innocently, and he was not convenient to say more. He sneered at Zhou Xuan three times and said.

"I heard that the monk Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple beat people to death with the 'Weitu Pestle' in Dali, and another group of foolish bastards were on our Murong family. What happened? Let's tell me the truth."

Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

"I have always been a person who respects me one foot, and I respect people one foot. If I don't say anything, how will you do?"

Mr. Bao San was stunned, laughed instead of anger, and murmured.

"Bold boy, daring boy!"

Suddenly he walked forward and reached out to grab Zhou Xuan's left arm.

Zhou Xuan did not dodge or avoid, but looked at Bao Duan with a calm expression.

Seeing this, Bao Duan exerted a little force on his hand and said with a smile.

"How do I stay? I'll treat you like this!"

Zhou Xuan let it be natural and did not take the different forces seriously at all, and said with a smile.

"Just try harder. If you can hurt me, you can be considered capable."

Mr. Bao San's hand strengthened, the meridians on the back of his hand swelled, and the internal energy gathered towards his hand.

Abi said hurriedly.

"Third brother, this young master Duan has a very arrogant temper. He is not only Miss Wang's uncle, but also Sister Azhu's brother. Don't hurt him."

Mr. Bao San nodded and said.

"Very good, very good, a proud temper, that's what I like."

As he said that, he slowly let go of Zhou Xuan's arm.

Zhou Xuan looked at Bao Duan indifferently, not knowing whether the other party was really pretending to be confused or pretending to be confused.

Azhu smiled.

"When it comes to appetite, everyone is hungry. Lao Gu, Lao Gu!"
Chapter completed!