Chapter 1270 The younger one is beaten and the older one is here

Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Chapter 1270 The younger one is beaten and the older one is here

The young man glanced at Fuxi and nodded immediately: "Of course, then Fuxi, the leader of the Dark Dragon, is a member of the Dragon Kingdom government. My father mentioned it to him back then."

"That's right, my memory is okay."

The middle-aged man praised him, looked at the young man's face with a proud smile, and immediately scolded him angrily: "I have a good memory, so I have to put some thought into practicing, because I am often tinkered with useless things.

, Is my own strength fundamental? Otherwise, I won’t have any foothold in the family in the future.”

The young man's smiling face suddenly collapsed, and he said stubbornly: "We are no longer in the 21st century. In the high-tech era, there is no need for such strenuous practice. Kung Fu can be improved by technology."

Snap!

As soon as his thigh suddenly landed on the young man's head, he came into close contact with the table, and his words stopped abruptly.

"Ah~" The young man suddenly let out a scream, which was completely unprepared.

Kaka~

At the edge of the good wooden table, there was an overwhelming sound of shattering, and with a pop, a large piece was missing.

The young man held his head and lowered his head, which was extremely aggrieved.

Hum~

The middle-aged man retracted his right leg and snorted heavily: "Technology is not an external force after all. Your own strength is the foundation of life. You cannot become a truly strong person by relying on external forces. Let me train him well every day, otherwise he will be disobedient."

It seems that when I go back, I must be grounded and allowed to practice well."

"Dad, can he be my biological son?" The young man raised his head in grievance. The center of his head was red, and a big bump slowly bulged, and he shouted dissatisfied.

"Is it because I am his biological son that he wants to make me stronger? He originally brought me there to let me know more and arouse my interest in martial arts. But he didn't expect that I

I'm so incompetent. I really thought that my family could protect me for the rest of my life. It seems that he must let me truly experience life and death. If I don't experience death, I will never know how to be strong." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with sternness, hating that iron cannot become steel.

said.

"Ah?" A look of fear suddenly appeared in the young man's eyes, and he begged: "Father, please don't, he really wants to be free for two more years."

"That's settled." The middle-aged man said sternly, his eyes as sharp as knives, which made the young man slowly lower his head, dejected. He also knew that once his father made a decision, he would never change it.

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That time, he would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man's appearance and couldn't help but sigh silently. If he didn't deny his son, he wouldn't bother to bother so much.

Zhuang Ming's eyes drifted to the center of the venue, his eyes fluctuated, and he mistakenly waved his legs to an old man standing behind him. The old man in front said respectfully in a low voice: "Master of the family."

The middle-aged man frowned, as if he had thought of something: "Wrong, he remembered that Fuxi had asked Zhuang Ming to set up a training camp. He didn't seem to care at that time. After that incident, he contacted Fuxi again.

If he asks for more detailed information, maybe he can really surprise others."

"No, head of the family." The old man was stunned and glanced at Zhuang Ming in the center of the venue with a strange look: "He will contact Fuxi later."

The young man secretly raised his head and looked at his father, his eyes darting around. He then looked at Zhuang Ming in the center of the venue, wondering what he was planning.

That middle-aged man is the head of an ancient martial arts family, the Xie family.

That young man turned out to be his youngest son, Xie Chen.

At the same time, it was not far from Xie's table on the second floor, in the northeast corner.

An old man from another ancient martial arts family, the Xiao family, was watching with a smile and also talking in a low voice.

Many people on the first and second floors looked at that scene without fear, as if they were watching a play, watching how Zhuang Ming solved the problem.

Many people showed a very interested attitude, and many of them were even very familiar with Zhuang Ming. Their eyes lit up, as if they had some plans.

And that's when.

An old man who looked to be in his fifties rushed in with a few people and a gloomy look on his face.

As soon as he saw Zhuang Ming in the center of the venue, he suddenly felt fierce murderous intent.

The old man's aura was rising all over his body, and with every step he took, his murderous intention became stronger. His reddish hair automatically followed the aura, and his aura was high.

The three people behind the old man, a middle-aged man and two young people, one male and one female, also followed closely behind him, with angry faces and murderous intent in their eyes.

"If you don't, Zheng Wen will also be seriously injured." When the young man behind him saw Zhuang Ming, he immediately shouted.

Upon hearing the young man's words, the old man's aura reached its peak, his eyes suddenly opened angrily, murderous intent surged, and he shouted sternly: "Junior, why did you hurt his grandson for no reason?"

The atmosphere was solemn and on the verge of breaking out.

On the fifth floor, the highest floor of the venue, a man in a blue shirt appeared at some point. He was watching everything indifferently, as if he was sizing it up.

An old man in black clothes stood behind the man in green shirt. His eyes were filled with chills as he looked around Zhuang Ming and those few people. He said sternly: "Master, do you need to stop me? Can you let them?"

You broke the rules of Xinyue Hotel!"

"The Liu family." The man in green shirt murmured softly as if he hadn't heard anything, and then replied: "Well, go ahead, don't anger the lone wolf, they can't afford to offend him, he is a good friend, and he is decisive in killing.

It truly lives up to its reputation.”

The old man's eyes flickered, looking very surprised. He was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "No, head of the family."

The figure quickly disappeared behind the man in green shirt.

"Hey~ It's really noisy. He is really a murderer. He will kill wherever he goes!" The man in green shirt muttered to himself in a low voice, his eyes full of helplessness.

At the same time, Zhuang Ming's eyes seemed to cross the top level unintentionally.

The venue is circular, surrounded by circular buildings. The solid wood pavilion is antique and decorated with modern touches, making it very majestic and extraordinary.

On the east side, it is difficult to see the three-story building, and the construction is very clever.

But Zhuang Ming accurately targeted the figure of the man in green shirt.

The man in green shirt was stunned for a moment, and then a kind smile appeared on his face, but he also knew that Zhuang Ming could not see it.

But no, with his kind smile, Zhuang Ming nodded slightly and then turned his head.

That made him stand on the spot, muttering to himself, in disbelief: "Did he see him? No way, logically speaking, he couldn't see what was there. Even if the sight line is excellent, it is completely impossible."

Can you tell me why Zhuang Ming nodded wrongly?

Could it be that I had a cramp or was it an accident soon?

The man in green shirt was a little confused and looked at the scene in the center of the venue.
Chapter completed!