Lin Erdan said: "Xing Sifang, if you know what's going on, come over immediately and call me Uncle Master. Otherwise, I'll let Brother Jiang punish you."

Xing Sifang was furious: "How outrageous! What kind of uncle? That's nonsense!"

Lin Erdan had already dialed Jiang Laoru's phone and turned on the speakerphone: "Hello? Brother Jiang, is Xing Sifang your apprentice? Should he call me uncle?"

Jiang Laoru immediately said: "Yes! Give him your phone and I will tell him!"

"Ah?" Xing Sifang was stunned for a moment.

Lin Erdan said: "He just led people to surround me. Fortunately, I have pretty good skills and defeated him."

"What? This bastard! Brother Lin, give him the phone!" Jiang Laoru said angrily.

Lin Erdan walked over without warning and threw his cell phone to Xing Sifang.

The latter caught it blankly, and Jiang Laoru roared angrily: "You bastard! You should go over and see Brother Lin immediately and treat Brother Lin with the courtesy of a master-uncle!"

"Yes." Xing Sifang responded weakly, took a step forward, held the phone in both hands, and handed it back to Lin Erdan, "Uncle Lin, please take your phone."

Xiaobao's eyes were as big as copper bells: "My dear! Brother Erdan, you are Xing Sifang's uncle! Isn't your seniority too high? If I worship you as my teacher, wouldn't I just follow you?

Are you the same generation as Xing Sifang? Haha! Jing Benzhan, when you see me from now on, you will call me uncle! Haha!"

Xing Benzhan, who had his leg broken, had just woken up and happened to see his uncle calling Lin Erdan his uncle.

Lin Erdan impressed the Sword God with his strong strength, directly defeated Xing Sifang and others, and shattered the opponent's interception.

Xiaobao walked up to Xing Benzhan carelessly: "Xing Benzhan, please call me uncle first and listen."

It is very common for Xiaobao to be called Baoye or Xiaowangye. However, it is very rare for Xiaobao to be called uncle like this, and he finds it quite novel.

Xing Benzhan took a deep breath, with a miserable expression on his face. He really couldn't say "Uncle" this time: "Little Prince, no...don't be joking."

Xing Sifang looked very ugly. When he helped Xing Benzhan up, he said in a deep voice: "Let's go, Benzhan."

Yuan Hongsheng also struggled to get up at this time, staggeringly holding on to the vehicle next to him, and followed them.

Xiaobao said proudly: "Xing Sifang, why don't you say goodbye to your uncle? It's not polite."

What Xiaobao is least afraid of is offending others. So what if your Xing family is a steel group? He doesn't need to worry about that.

Xing Sifang never looked back. He knew very well that although he was slapped in the face and humiliated, Lin Erdan still showed mercy.

His own skill is the closest to his master. Did he also suffer a loss at the hands of Lin Erdan? Xing Sifang didn't know, so he decided to ask his master after he went back.

"Xing Sifang, stop." Lin Erdan suddenly said.

"Ah?" Xing Sifang's steps stagnated, and his heart was filled with rage, "What else do you want?"

Lin Erdan said: "I broke Xing Benzhan's legs in anger. I didn't know at the time that he was related to your Bagua sect. Now, I can treat him."

Xing Sifang did not look back, his eyes flickered: "Oh, thank you, then no need."

Because he saw the hatred in Xing Benzhan's eyes. His leg was broken by Lin Erdan, and he was asked to treat it? With the pride of the young master Xing Benzhan, he simply couldn't accept it.

Xiaobao said loudly: "So what if you break his leg? Brother Erdan, if you don't have the strength, you will definitely break more than one leg now!"

This is the most reasonable thing to say, but how could Xing Benzhan and Dongfang Zhanyun admit it?

Xiao Zhanjun in the other car sighed: "Your Majesty, you win."

The prince smiled and said: "Zhan Jun, you also won. No, it should be said that Lin Erdan won. It really surprised me."

Xiao Zhanjun said: "I'll call him over."

The prince shook his head: "No, let's go."

Xiao Zhanjun was puzzled: "Are you leaving now?"

The prince said: "We will see you soon."

Xiao Zhanjun understood that the prince was unwilling to meet Lin Erdan under such circumstances, mainly because the time, place, and situation were inappropriate.

Xing Benzhan returned home and started treatment immediately. Xing Sifang went to Jiang Laoru's Ruyi Teahouse.

Yuan Hongsheng was hit by several of his own star-chasing yin-yang darts, and his depression was unimaginable.

Several experts who were also the bodyguards of the Xing family came over to visit immediately. Everyone gathered together and felt that Yuan Hongsheng was unjustly injured, especially the gunshot wound on his leg. The opponent's attack was too cruel!

When they learned that Young Master Benzhan had also been injured, the crowd suddenly became excited and wanted to cut Lin Erdan into pieces immediately!

Sword God Lang Mingshi, who returned to the Dongfang Family Mansion, felt particularly lonely tonight. He stayed in his room and saw no guests.

The bruises Dongfang Zhanyun suffered were not minor, and it would take several days to fully recover.

"Brother Erdan, are you hungry?" Xiaobao followed Lin Erdan on duty, "What do you want to eat? By the way, I want to become a disciple! You actually defeated the Sword God! Brother Erdan, I

You must become a disciple!"

"Go, go, go, I'm going back to the hotel." Lin Erdan went to the Jixiang Hotel, "There is wine and food in the hotel."

"Okay!" Xiaobao was very happy, "Get in the car."

Buzz! Xiaobao's Mercedes-Benz sports car had just arrived on the street. When it was speeding past an old man, the old man might have been frightened. The bicycle twisted a few times and actually hit the railing and fell down.

land.

Xiaobao happened to see this scene in the rearview mirror and stopped the car with a squeak: "Someone fell down."

He immediately parked the sports car on the side of the road and walked back.

"Oh, oh, why can't my old arms and legs stop being used?" The old man helped his bicycle and muttered, "When I was in the Daxia Dragon Cavalry Army, my arms and legs were so strong.

Here, hey, thirty years have passed, and the old man was so frightened by a child’s sports car that he fell down and became useless.”

Xiaobao hurriedly walked over, looked the old man up and down, and asked carefully: "Old man, you are not injured anywhere, are you?"

The old man shook his head: "What can happen? Young man, your car is great, remember to drive slower."

Xiaobao's eyes rolled: "Uncle, have you ever served in the Great Xia Dragoon Army?"

The old man suddenly straightened his waist: "Yes! Children, do you also know the Great Xia Dragoon Army? That is our best army in Great Xia! That is also the best memory of my life, Mr. Zhao."

Xiaobao said: "Oh, it turns out to be Uncle Zhao. Did your bicycle break? Can I pay you a bicycle?"

Zhao Laoba glared: "Kid, although you look very rich, I, Zhao Laoba, can't blackmail people. Just go away, I'm really fine."

Xiaobao said: "Uncle Zhao, that's not possible. We met because we were destined. I happen to have some cash in the car, so I'll give it to you as pocket money."

As he spoke, Xiaobao returned to the car and immediately came over with two stacks of cash: "Uncle Zhao, I just scared you. This is a small amount of money to apologize and to thank you for your stay in Daxialong."
Chapter completed!