Meng Songmeng lifted the bed sheet and stared at Zhang Dabiao with scarlet eyes.
It was a very strange look, just like a saint looking at an ant. Meng Song had an illusion, as if the other party could crush him to death as long as he moved his fingers.
"Who are you?"
Meng Song asked in shock.
Zhang Dabiao grinned and grinned, "I, Bobei is leaping!"
"No, no... You are not Chen Yue!" Meng Song shook his head in panic. How dare he look at him?
I think he has been in the martial arts world for more than ten years, especially in the martial arts world in North China. I dare not say that everyone knows everyone, but I definitely dare to be a knowledgeable person.
The Bohai North had never heard of before, just as if it had suddenly emerged from the ground.
It would be fine if he was just a nameless person, but he was actually a master with hidden strength.
What is the world?
Strength is the most respected. The more powerful you are, the more famous you are, so he is definitely not Shen Yue, and he must have hidden his identity.
"Whatever you think, but I will say ugly things ahead. If you don't die this time, you will be lucky and lucky. If there is another time, you will definitely die."
Zhang Dabiao grinned, "Do you know how Shi Xiangyu was injured? Do you know why the light at his doorstep exploded? This is no coincidence!"
After saying that, Meng Song's hair suddenly stood up, and then he twisted it a few times as if he was electrocuted and then fell heavily on the floor tiles.
And he could only stare at Zhang Dabiao leaving the room with fear.
At this moment, the strength he showed had completely made Meng Song lose the intention of confrontation. At least he is no match for him now.
Zhang Dabiao was too lazy to care about such a small person, because in his opinion, Meng Song, who was like a bed bug, could not make much waves without him making trouble.
If you kill him and dirty your hands, it would be better to scare him to pee when he sees him in the future.
It is exactly the old saying that killing people is worse than killing them.
After changing to a cleaner room, Zhang Dabiao held his breath and silently realized something. He found that as the villagers of Kinmen Village increased their sense of happiness, as the villagers guarding the village, his ability became stronger and stronger.
You don’t need to practice on weekdays. As long as you are stable at the back, your strength will only become stronger and stronger.
But this kind of strength has always been weak in Zhang Dabiao's opinion, so when he has time, he will also think about the ways of practicing in the Dragon Prince's inheritance that can truly strengthen his own cultivation.
The sunset in the west, and the bright moon in the sky.
Although it was already the cold winter and everything was depressed, the gate of the Ding family was very lively, just like celebrating the New Year in advance.
Compared with the lively atmosphere at the door, the atmosphere in the Ding Family Council Hall is a bit boring.
Ding Gui sat in a wheelchair, with a dark face and said nothing.
As the recognized head of the Ding family, I was very happy today. After all, all the fellow travelers from the world have come. So many people support the Ding family, which is enough to show the Ding family's status in the martial arts world in North China.
What is infuriating is that just this afternoon, his three brothers were beaten to death in the bun shop.
It was embarrassing to open the door to embarrassingly, it was so embarrassing to get home.
Not only did he tear open the scars of the Ding family, but he also evenly applied a layer of salt on it. The sisters-in-law can tolerate it, but his uncle can't!
"Uncle Ten, those bastards are like evaporating from the world. How can I avenge my father's revenge?"
"Waste, all the damn waste. Old Wu bun shop has been open under our noses for so long, but you didn't realize that the boss is Wu Qing and Zhang Erniang, and you still have the face to ask me?"
"Uncle Ten, now is not the time to get angry, and this responsibility is not for one person."
At this time, a middle-aged man about fifty years old stood up.
He is older than Ding Gui, but Ding Gui is the old man in the second generation, while Ding Zi is the eldest brother in the third generation.
Although Ding Gui had the final say in this family, Ding Zi had a lot of say.
Sure enough, as soon as this was said, several brothers of the same generation immediately jumped out to support him, "Brother is right. When things happen, revenge is the most important thing. What's the use of getting angry at us now?"
"Yes, Uncle Ten, I really want to blame him. I don't think it's better to blame Wu Qing and Zhang Erniang for being too treacherous."
"That's right, Lao Ba is right!"
"I support my brother!"
Seeing that the third generation was standing on his side, Ding Zi felt unspeakable.
In terms of emotion and reason, this family should be the boss, but the grandfather ordered the youngest son to take over.
It is said that the pain is really painful when the next generation is, but his old man is not. He is in his fifties and has eaten a lot of salted salt. He doesn't choose a baby grandson who has never dried up his milk. He insists on choosing a young son who is still dry.
After speaking, can the eldest grandson be happy?
But there is no way to be unhappy. After all, he had grandpa, father and other uncles pressed him. Although his 10th uncle was still chubby, his mind was really good. Go up, coaxed dad and brothers, go down, how many years old
A similar good nephew was also coaxed by him.
So his status has always been very stable.
He has always been regarded as the hope of the old Ding family.
Ding Zi was actually almost out of sight, but something happened that day, which seriously injured Ding Gui and now he can only rely on a wheelchair.
How can such a useless man lead the Ding family to glory?
Don't say he has any objections, the rest of the Ding family, especially the younger generation, all have opinions, because after the beating Ding Gui seems to have become a different person. He will bite if he doesn't like anyone, and everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak.
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Are you complaining to your father? Stop making trouble. The parents who practice kung fu into their minds don’t care at all. They may even slap them over and say to you to listen to your uncle!
Therefore, among the three generations, the only one who can be counted on is the eldest brother Ding Zi, who can lead the Ding family to new glory.
"Ding Zi, the overall situation is the most important thing!" Although Ding Gui is in a bad mood recently, he only hurts his body and does not hurt his brain. How could he not know the dirty thoughts of his good nephew?
I’ve spoken, it’s true that I’m your uncle, but I’m younger than you. As long as I’m in one day, I can endure you to death!
After saying that, he didn't care what Ding Zi had any reaction, and immediately slapped the table and looked at the younger generations around him with a cold look. "The Ding family has reached the most difficult moment. I hope everyone can be united, the simplest
The truth is that a chopstick is easy to break, but a chopstick can be broken!”
"Uncle Ten, everyone has no other intentions!"
Seeing the elder brother speaking, the other younger brothers immediately followed the wuwuxiao, "It's Uncle Ten, everyone will listen to you!"
Ding Gui suppressed his anger and did not continue to hold someone accountable. He said the overall situation is the most important thing.
If he had not had to seek revenge on Zhang Dabiao, if he had not had to take down Zhang Dabiao's company, the Ding family's group of shallow eyes would not bother to care if they were dead or alive.
He will be young, and his children will be young in the future, and their descendants will be the heirs of the Ding family.