"Brother Jiang Cheng, I have something I want to tell you." After seeing Jiang Cheng not responding, Zhao Shuan immediately asked.

He realized that now was the best time, so he took advantage of Jiang Cheng's turn around and continued, "I want to worship you as his teacher."

As soon as he said that, Zhao Pao immediately realized something was wrong. When you have something to ask others for help, your tone must be gentle and polite. Zhao Pao's words just now were not very polite.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, I want to take you as my teacher. I really admire you so much. You must accept me as your teacher." Zhao Shouyi used three "you" in a row, which actually caused the opposite effect.

"No." Jiang Cheng refused directly.

"Why?" Zhao Shuan said without thinking.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and did not directly answer Zhao Shuo's question.

"Why didn't Brother Jiang Cheng accept me as his disciple? Could it be that I was not polite enough just now? How should I be polite enough?" Zhao Pao thought to himself.

Just as Jiang Cheng looked up, a familiar figure passed by him.

The man suddenly stopped and suddenly stood behind Jiang Cheng.

"Isn't this Dong Zhaocheng?" Amosanshi murmured.

"Yes, this is Dong Zhaocheng." Amosanshi's tone suddenly rose and she shouted loudly.

"Dong Zhaocheng, why are you like this?" When Amosanshi spoke for the second time, Jiang Chengcai noticed Amosanshi standing behind him.

Immediately, Jiang Cheng turned his gaze to Amosanshi and said to the latter: "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to ask you this!" Amosangshi frowned and then said to Jiang Cheng: "How could Dong Zhaocheng be like this? Did you hurt him?"

Amosan's poem pointed to the key point in one sentence, and Jiang Cheng lowered his head and did not answer Amosan's poem's poem's words.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, what are you thinking?" Zhao Shorten put his hand on Jiang Cheng's shoulder and patted him twice. Perhaps because Zhao Shorten was too excited, the two palms were not serious at all, and they hurt Jiang Cheng.

"You!" Jiang Cheng shook his head suddenly and glared at Zhao Short, looking very angry, there was no doubt about this.

Seeing this, Zhao Shuo's mouth seemed to be zipped, with no gap at all and no sound was made.

"That's right." Jiang Cheng stretched his eyebrows and turned his eyes to Amosanshi.

But the moment he turned around, the expression on his face suddenly turned pale.

"Amosan Shi, you don't know, just now..." Jiang Cheng cried and said to Amosan Shi.

"Just now? What happened just now?" Amosanshi asked anxiously.

"Just now, Dong Zhaocheng was beaten by someone else, and then..." Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped halfway through his speech, as if he was deliberately waiting for Amosanshi to ask questions.

"What happened next?" Amosanshi frowned and asked Jiang Cheng.

It seems that Amosan Shi is very nervous about Dong Zhaocheng's life and death.

If Dong Zhaocheng died, Amosan's poem would be negligent. From this perspective, Amosan's poem's anxiety makes sense.

When Jiang Cheng was about to continue answering, Zhao Hai rushed up from behind. He wiped his tears and cried, came to Amosanshi's side and said to him: "Then we two rescued him from the bad guys, otherwise..."

Zhao Hai followed suit and deliberately stopped talking halfway.

But this time, without waiting for Amosanshi to ask a question, Jiang Cheng continued: "Otherwise, Dong Zhaocheng would be dead!"

"Yes, he almost died." Zhao Hai continued with Jiang Cheng's voice just fell and had not all disappeared.

The cooperation between the two was almost flawless and seamless, which made Zhao Shou, who was beside him, fascinated.

"When did Brother Zhao Hai and Brother Jiang Cheng plan this scene? Why don't I know?" Zhao Shou murmured.

Suddenly, Zhao Hai rushed to Zhao Shou's eyes and blocked Amosan Shi's vision.

First, Zhao Hai glared at Zhao shortly, and then he reminded: "Don't talk."

"Oh!" Zhao Chou replied. In this case, Zhao Chou had no chance to speak. Zhao Hai's reminder could be said to be useless and there was no need to say it at all.

"I understand." Zhao Duan replied, in order to make Zhao Hai trust him more.

"Yes." Zhao Hai nodded, then turned around and looked at Amosanshi.

After listening to Jiang Cheng and Zhao Hai's speech, Amosan Shi's nose turned red. In the blink of an eye, she would definitely cry.

Sure enough, Amosanshi raised her head and stretched out her hands to hug Dong Zhaocheng.

"I'm wrong, I shouldn't have left you. Otherwise you won't receive attacks from others." Amosanshi cried, as if this matter was her fault from beginning to end.

Jiang Cheng was a little embarrassed when he listened, "I'm sorry, but who made Zhao Hai's tacit understanding between me and me the best in the world?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes turned, his eyes looked at Zhao Hai at the same time, and the two of them laughed at the same time. An intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with only his posture and no sound.

Only Zhao Pao noticed this kind of secret joy. However, it was useless to Zhao Pao noticed it. He could not say it, and there was no need for him to say it.

Amosan Shi and Zhao Shuo are strangers and do not know each other. There is no need for Zhao Shuo to sacrifice himself to remind others.

Because once he said it, Zhao Hai will definitely beat him up, and this cannot be escaped. Zhao Hai has already reminded him.

"Don't you say you know?" Suddenly, Zhao Hai's expression suddenly became serious, and he turned his head and reminded Zhao Duan.

"I know, I know, do you think I am a talkative person? Just like the goblin on the street?" Zhao Shou replied to Zhao Hai.

"Oh? Have you been to the street? I know that there is the title of Bama?" Zhao Hai asked jokingly.

"I haven't been there before, I just heard it online." Zhao Shuan said to Zhao Hairu.

"It's no wonder that you are a rich child and you must rarely pass through such a place." Zhao Hai said with a smile.

"When you go out on the street, you must have surrounded the bodyguards from all directions, right?" Zhao Hai continued without waiting for Zhao Duan to speak.

"Who said that?" Zhao Shuo retorted.

"I'm not a rich man at all." Zhao Duan continued.

However, this sentence attracted Jiang Cheng's attention, which could be said to have scared Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng's face suddenly changed. He was extremely serious and pushed Amosan Shi's body away and threw Dong Zhaocheng to Amosan Shi.

"You cry slowly here, I'll ask Zhao Dang." Jiang Cheng looked at Amosang Shi's crying red eyes and murmured in his heart, without saying it.

When I arrived by Zhao Hai, I found that Zhao Shorten's people were missing.

"Huh? Where is Zhao Duan?" Jiang Cheng asked in confusion.

"Didn't he see him behind me?" Zhao Hai said to Jiang Chengru.

Zhao Shuo stomped his feet and complained, "Didn't you tell me not to say it? Brother Zhao Hai, you don't care about your credit."

"What credit do I tell you about? How long have we known each other? Am I familiar with you? Or is Jiang Chengma?" Zhao Hai suddenly left the place, leaving Zhao Duan standing there timidly.

"Why are you so scared?" Jiang Cheng asked in confusion. It seemed that he had not discovered the reason for Zhao Pao's fear.

In fact, Zhao Hai is the closest geographical distance to Zhao Pao, but similarly, he did not find out what Zhao Pao was afraid of.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, don't hit me?" Zhao Short dared not look directly at Jiang Cheng, and said such words with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"What am I going to beat you?" Jiang Cheng suddenly lost his mind and hadn't thought about what Zhao Chou's words meant.

"I never thought about hitting you!" Jiang Cheng continued.

"Really?" Zhao Short widened his eyes, and a strong light burst out from his eyeballs, and then he looked at Jiang Cheng.

"Damn." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but take two steps back, as if he had received the influence of Zhao Shuo's reaction.

"What are you doing so excited?" Jiang Cheng said in confusion.

"By the way." Jiang Cheng seemed to think of something, and the surprised expression on his face disappeared without a trace. He continued, "Are you not a rich second generation?"

"Uh..." Zhao Chou was not very brave to answer this question. From his hesitant expression, Jiang Cheng could already know the real answer to the matter.

"Why didn't you tell us in advance?" Jiang Cheng glared at Zhao Short and asked him.

"But I have never said that I am a rich man!" Zhao Chou replied.

"You!" Jiang Cheng scratched his head in anger. He was planning to blackmail Zhao Shou just now, but now he heard about this news, he was not prepared at all.

"I just planned to accept Zhao Shuo as my disciple and ask him to pay a million US dollars in entry fee, but... but there is no more." Jiang Cheng suddenly turned around and said the last sentence to Zhao Shuo: "There is no more of the matter of apprenticeship."

"What?" Zhao Chou said in surprise.

He did not expect Jiang Cheng to reject his proposal to become a disciple again, and he refused without responding.

"Why?" Zhao Shuan asked Jiang Cheng in a conditioned reflex.

"Don't you know this yet?" Zhao Hai interrupted from the side, unable to wait for Jiang Cheng's answer.

Zhao Shuo looked at Zhao Hai with a puzzled look. He asked the latter: "Brother Zhao Hai, do you know the reason?"

"Of course I know." Zhao Hai said with a smile.

Immediately, Zhao Hai also turned his back to Zhao Duan and walked away.

"Brother Zhao Hai, you haven't told me the reason yet. What is it?" Zhao Shuan asked hurriedly.

Zhao Hai raised his arms high and put on a loving posture at his fingers, which is the posture of crossing his index finger and thumb.

The early interpretation of this posture is money. What Zhao Hai wants to express is money.

"What? Love? Could it be that Brother Jiang Cheng thinks that I, Zhao Chou, have no love?" Zhao Chou scratched his head and murmured, "Is this really the case?"
Chapter completed!