"Chiyou's mount slapped me, but I didn't frown. Do you believe it?"

"Do you think I bought this Batulu with money? No, I earned it with real skills! Not to mention my Xiong Anda, even if the dog thief Fullerhun punches me a few times, he will hurt!"

"Good guys! You were not here at that time, and I don't know the advantages and disadvantages of my Xiong Anda. That kind of force, I dare say that Hailancha had to be at a disadvantage even if he was resurrected!"

". It's almost time to say that, I moved the universe, followed by a star-sucking technique, and finally an old man pushed a cart. Three moves in succession barely transformed my Anda's power. If you were to you, tsk, I'm nailing a coffin board for you now."

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Jia Liu, who had a fractured right hand and a bandage, and had a stretched left leg, leaned on a crutch while talking to his subordinates about the horror moment last night.

When it comes to emotional parts, my mouth hurts.

Although some exaggerations are made in some places, such as highlighting personal heroism, it is generally in line with the facts.

That is, he was beaten up very hard by Xiong Anda Dalin.

Although he had a fracture in his right hand, stretched his left leg, and a severe pain in his chest, no matter what, is he much better than the dead ghost of Hailancha?

"Your Excellency, who is Chiyou?"

Baozhu said it all, but I really don’t know which flag Chiyou belongs to. From the tone of the President, he is at least a Batulu existence.

Not Batulu, can he subdue a flower bear weighing hundreds of pounds?

"Baga? You don't know which one Chiyou is! You are ignorant, Chiyou is our ancestor!"

Jia Liu was not angry and raised his crutch and wanted to give Baozhu some help. If Fan Wei and Lai Wang were not blocking him desperately, Baozhu's butt would not have been able to be kept.

Shuanzhu, who was about to go out to tie up the foreign devils, leaned on the door frame, looked at the young master with great distress, and reminded him: "Young master, you are an authentic Manchu Tartar now, and you are not from the Han people. I am afraid you have nothing to do with Chi You."

"If you don't speak, no one thinks you are a mute Siba. Why are you still standing here? You haven't gone to work yet? You don't want your monthly salary this month!"

Jia Liu was independent of the golden rooster, and the crutch that was originally about to swing the Baozhu was about to hit Shuanzhu.

"Sir, please calm down. Director Yang has no other meaning, that is, you are not a Han Chinese or a Tartar. The doctor said that you can't use your strength recently, otherwise the injury will not heal."

Fan Wei hugged Lord Gui's Family hard and kept winking at Director Yang, meaning that Director Yang should stop irritating Lord Gui's Family.

The dignified nine-door admiral called Touhua and Bear made him look like a ghost. Don’t look at the gentle face of the Ghost Family, but you are actually fragile in your heart.

You, Director Yang, don’t know the virtue of the Gui family’s destiny to save face.

Shuanzhu left, but he said something unwillingly: "Young Master, I will keep my salary myself from next month, and you will give me the previous salary."

"What do you mean?"

Hey!

Jia Liu was angry and didn't make a fuss. If he didn't keep Shuan Zhu's salary, the kid couldn't even save money to marry his wife.

If Fan Wei and Lai Wang were not blocking each other desperately, they would have to settle the accounts with Shuan Zhu at any time and deduct the salary. You, Yang Zhi, owed me at least 800 taels!

"Sir, you don't have to do this. Bei Zhi just observed Lord Xiong carefully. Most people really can't withstand Lord Xiong's attack. If you just break your hand and pull your tendons, be content. Uh. It's already very powerful!"

While speaking, Fan Wei worked with Lai Wang to carry the Gui family to the door, and took another chair for the Gui family to sit down.

"What does it mean to break a hand and pull a tendon?"

斜躺在竹椅上的贾六不中意狗头军师的说辞,“海兰察怎么死的知道不?我熊谙达一巴掌送他归的西!不跟你说了,我熊谙达不是存心揍我,那是欢喜的爱的越深伤的越重,懂不?算了,不跟你这个叛徒说了,你懂个屁.”

Fan Wei smiled and kept nodding: "Sir, I'm too proud, I don't even know anything about my humble rank."

"Why do you hear your tone seem to be flattering me?"

Jia Liu looked alert.

Fan Wei was shocked and was about to explain, when the ghost family stood up to the sky and said to the subordinates at the door: "You all listen to me, and learn from Fan Wei from now on. If you don't flatter me, you will behead your head on the spot and then bury yourself!"

"Yeah!"

All the subordinates responded in unison, including Mr. Xiong's adjutant Wu Laoer.

Lai Wang, who is known as Fang Shiyu, expressed his confusion: "Sir, you have beheaded, how can you bury your head alive?"

“It makes sense,”

Jia Liu threw away the crutch and took Xiong Anda's only son Xiong Lao Er from Wu Lao Er, "Then bury him alive and then behead him!"

Lai Wang looked admiring: "Sir, wise!"

"Um,"

Jia Liu was about to ask where Xiong Anda Dalin was gone, but when Fan Wei looked at him with disgust, he couldn't help but say anger: "Your eyes betray you, I'm sure you have some doubts about my wisdom."

At this time, the Lord of the Fanwei Guizhi family wanted to pass on his pain to others to gain psychological satisfaction, so he quickly shook his head and said, "I dare not doubt the wisdom of my elders. My elders' wisdom is like the rising sun in the east, brilliant and dazzling. It is also like the vast Yellow River, with mud and sand falling down, and it leaks thousands of miles away!"

"It's different after reading books, but it's better than people who have been traitors."

Jia Liu's face calmed down.

"No matter how hard this traitor is, I am no longer as good as a traitor!"

Fan Wei looked sincere.

"That's right, you're here, my family's unique skills."

Jia Liu was very happy that Fan Wei could tell the truth and glanced around, "Where is my Xiong Anda?"

Wu Laoer stepped forward and replied: "Sir, Mr. Xiong is playing with his wife and lady in the courtyard."

"Okay, you guys clean up and open the door to do business later. Today's turnover cannot be less than 50,000 taels. You can do it if you are below the fifth grade. Come and talk to me."

Jia Liu took the crutch from Laiwang's hand and limped towards the yard with Xiong Er in his arms.

However, despite his injuries, he did not blame Dalin for his goodness.

Because he knew that Dalin loved him so much, and he was so excited that he accidentally injured his good brother after a long time ago.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! I still remember Dalin's surprised and innocent expression when he was in pain on the ground.

When he was carried away, Dalin moved his fat body with the child who had done something wrong and followed carefully.

In the morning, Shuanzhu told him that Dalin went to the kitchen last night to steal a lot of wine.

Jia Liu knew that Dalin was drinking to relieve his sorrows.

Why worry?

Sorry for myself.

Not to mention a broken arm, even if you break a leg, Jia Liu would never show off his face to Dalin.

He is so concerned about friendship.

If you say that you will be able to pay your respects to Dalin for the elderly, you will never let others throw basins and banners.

Because, without Dalin's leap back then, he would not be the same as he is today.

When I arrived at the courtyard, I saw my daughter Wenjing lying on the back of Dalin, Ruxiu was holding her by her side.

One man and one bear crawled around in the yard.

Ruxiu first discovered her husband's figure, but her expression was not the worry that Jia Liu thought, but the face was like frost.

This made Jia Liu's heart burst for no reason and subconsciously looked at Wu Laoer behind him.

Wu Laoer was stunned for a moment, and silently walked to the side and wiped the wall tiles with his sleeves.

Hua Gouxiong also saw her boss's boss, but she didn't dare to pounce on her like last night. Instead, she turned around like a child who did the wrong thing.

The quiet on his back still didn't know it, and he was slapping it.

Ru show off.

"Who is that spring flower?"

"Spring flowers?"

Jia Liuyi was confused: "When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How many spring flowers have known about the past? How can I know this?"

"Stop pretending to me!"

If it weren't for supporting his daughter, Ruxiu would have come up and snatched her husband's crutch and threw it aside.

Seeing that Ruxiu was about to get angry, Jia Liu had to honestly explain: "Chunhua is the daughter of my sworn brother."

"Big brother, niece?"

Ruxiu was stunned, the relationship was a bit messy.
Chapter completed!