Return of The Underworld

Chapter 114: Uncle Zhan

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"How can you be like this? Just say something, nagging like an old man." Xiao Xun'er said.

"Maybe your uncle is old and has Alzheimer's?" Deng Jiuling said casually.

puff!

Hearing this, Uncle Wang was furious, his angry hair straightened up.

But when he thought of his own purpose, Wang Boyi suppressed his anger.

"Little brother, you have offended Lin Sicong, even if you can walk out of my Boyuan today, you can't resist Lin Sicong's anger." Wang Bo said with a sneer.

"So what?" Deng Jiuling said lightly.

"If you are willing to bow your head, I can accept you as a little brother, so that you can run wild in the provincial capital, and there is no shit."

Speaking of this, Wang Boyi was a little triumphant: "Of course, you certainly can't continue studying in this university."

"You have to go to another place first, hide from the limelight, and wait for me to spend money to run the relationship"

"Then... Hey, I said you don't leave, I haven't finished it yet, grass!"

It turned out that Uncle Wang thought about it and thought that Deng Jiuling was very powerful. If he could be a younger brother, it would actually be pretty good.

Of course, because Deng Jiuling offended Lin Sicong, he could only be a kid in the dark, not on the table.

Wang Boyi's goal is to do both soft and hard, making Deng Jiuling a thorn in his hand, a dark thorn that secretly strikes at his competitors.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Uncle Wang said this, Deng Jiuling turned around and left without listening to Uncle Wang. What was it

"Do it!" The butler roared angrily!

Wow!

These retired special forces bodyguards all brushed and drew their guns, ready to hit Deng Jiuling ruthlessly.

However, as soon as their guns were pulled out, there was a flower in front of them, and everyone fell to the ground.

Click!

Then, all these guns were turned into scrap iron, crushed by Deng Jiuling, and thrown on the ground.

The entire battle lasted only ten seconds from the beginning to the end. It was fast and low-key, but the effect was shocking.

"This... how is this possible!" Looking at all the bodyguards whose legs were broken, the butler's eyes widened and his face was shaking.

When Uncle Wang inhaled, he felt his head big.

too strong!

If Deng Jiuling doesn't make a move, he will kill the audience instantly. How can Wang Boyi not be shocked

At this moment, Wang Boyi finally understood why Deng Jiuling was so disdainful of himself from the beginning.

Nima, Deng Jiuling actually has a fighting power comparable to Lin Sicong!

How can such a heroic succumb to others

Heart-stuck!

If you had known that Deng Jiuling was so awesome, it was to give Uncle Wang a little bit of courage. He didn't dare to be whimsical and wanted to accept Deng Jiuling as his younger brother.

Nima, such a big man, I'm afraid that only the East China Sea war god Xu Canghai can come to subdue him, right

Under Xu Canghai, after Lin Sicong, Deng Jiuling should be the first!

This is Wang Boyi's definition of Deng Jiuling.

But how old are Xu Canghai and Lin Sicong, and how old are Deng Jiuling

"Unexpectedly, a mere Tunghai University would have born the Nine Heavens Dragon, God!"

Uncle Wang's scalp was numb and his face was depressed.

But this is the end of the matter, Wang Boyi has already offended Deng Jiuling, how can he remedy it

Under the eyes of everyone, Deng Jiuling walked in front of Uncle Wang, slapped him on the face, and slapped him directly on Uncle Wang's face.

"I'm fighting with you!" The butler's eyes were red, and he suddenly rushed to Deng Jiuling.

Snapped!

Accompanied by a crisp slap in the face, the housekeeper let out a scream, flew upside down, jumped straight over the three-meter-high wall, and landed on the ground with a thud.

The audience was dead silent, and everyone was silent.

Deng Jiuling instantly turned all his guns into scrap iron, killing and decisively killing the butler. Who can stop such a heroic character

"Boyi Wang, as long as you help me with one thing, I can let you go today." Deng Jiuling said lightly.

Hearing this, Uncle Wang, as if he was amnesty, said quickly: "Mr. Jiu, please tell me."

Uncle Wang was scared.

It doesn't matter whether Wang Boyi is convinced or not.

At least in front of Deng Jiuling, Wang Boyi didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"A few days ago, someone accidentally sank a dead body in Qingyijiang. I suspect that there was a purposeful witness at the time. Go find this person and bring me to see."

"I only give you three days. If you can't find anyone, I will demolish your Boyuan."

After Ouyang Xueqi explained the task, Deng Jiuling took Xiao Xun'er's hand and left.

Only the people in Boyuan were left, with big eyes and small eyes, with a dumbfounded look.

"Uncle, this matter, just forget it?"

"Uncle, if we are subdued today, how can we gain a foothold in the provincial capital in the future?"

The brothers talked and were angry.

The butler walked in with panda eyes, and said with a grudge: "Uncle, this thing can't be forgotten. We, Boyuan, are not short of money, so we can find someone to get him."

"No, this kid's martial arts is too high, except for Xu Canghai and Lin Sicong in the provincial city, no one can hold him down." Wang Bo gritted his teeth and said.

Don't look at Deng Jiuling just now, Wang Bo was aggrieved like a grandson.

But in fact, as soon as Deng Jiuling left, Uncle Wang instantly recovered.

"Uncle, what about this matter, just forget it?" The butler looked unwilling.

"Of course it's impossible!"

With his fists clenched, Uncle Wang said in a bitter voice:

"This kid asked me to find someone for him. This is a trivial matter. I could have helped."

"But this kid is going to step on me, so I can't swallow this breath!"

After speaking, Uncle Wang said coldly: "The master of our Donghai Province is respected by Xu Canghai, and then Lin Sicong, and then Lin Sicong's three major disciples."

"But in fact, real masters disdain to associate with officials."

"Most of them are hidden in the folks, they put their minds on cultivation, and they don't care about worldly reputation."

As soon as Uncle Wang finished saying this, the housekeeper's eyes lit up: "I understand, uncle, what do you mean, you mean we'll spend a lot of money to visit those folk masters?"

"Those masters are hiding in the mountains, where do you find them?" Uncle said with a sneer.

"Then what to do?" The butler was a little surprised.

"When the old man was young, he left a prestigious name on the rivers and lakes. Although he has washed his hands in a golden basin, his gang of old brothers are still alive, and many of them are hidden in the world."

As soon as Uncle Wang took a cigarette, he sneered and said, "I'll go to the old man and ask him to contact the master. I see how crazy that kid is!"

"Medium, awesome!" The butler gave a thumbs up.

Just as he said, the housekeeper drove himself, and sent Uncle Wang to the outskirts of the city, in a villa hidden in the green mountains and green waters.

There is green grass here, and on the grass there is an old man wearing Tai Chi clothes, doing Tai Chi leisurely.

"Dad." Uncle Wang walked over respectfully and bowed in salute.

It was Wang Boyi who was very famous in the provincial capital and was titled "Uncle", but in front of the old man, Wang Boyi was still very low-key.

Although the old man is old, the personal guard next to him is so powerful that it is not inferior to Lin Sicong's three major disciples.

Moreover, Uncle Wang can eat black and white in the provincial capital, and open the black market in an open manner. Those big people are also looking at the face of the old man, and then they just opened one eye and closed another.

But these are not the key points. The most important point is that the group of life and death brothers who wandered through the rivers and lakes with the old man back then, some of them returned to the people, who were very powerful martial arts masters.

At the beginning, these uncles and uncles once said that if Uncle Wang dared to be unfilial, the old man would not care, and they would return to the rivers and lakes and interrupt Wang Boyi's doglegs in public.

In addition, Wang Boyi is a filial son even though he is a bastard outside, and he is still very filial to his father.

The old man ignored Wang Boyi, but punched himself.

After finishing a set of Taijiquan, the old man stood up and sat on the chair of the teacher, holding the good Xizihu Longjing, and said indifferently:

"Little bastard, let's talk, what happened to you outside? You need an old man to wipe your ass, huh!"

Uncle Wang is called "Uncle" by himself, and his predecessor is boundless, and he is very powerful.

But in fact, in secret, Uncle Wang had a number of dangerous dangers, all of which were resolved by the old man.

In the eyes of the old man, this time is definitely no exception.

as predicted!

When Uncle Wang finished talking about Deng Jiuling's affairs, the old man's face turned black in an instant.

"Unreasonable!"

boom!

Slapped on the chair of the grandmaster, the old man sternly shouted: "My Wang family is a dog, so I have to beat the dog to see the owner. Who is this, dare to break the ground on Tai Sui's head, huh!"

Seeing that the old man was furious, Wang Boyi quickly said: "Dad, this is this kid, his name is Deng Jiuling, and he claims to suppress the younger half of Donghai University.

While talking, the butler respectfully handed over the ipad and clicked on the prepared video.

In the video, Deng Jiuling and Xiao Xun'er appeared.

Holding the ipad, the old man shrank his pupils, pointed to Deng Jiuling and said, "Is this kid?"

"Yeah, Dad, just this kid, such an ordinary kid, I can't kill him." Uncle Wang said in hatred.

The old man was born in a ringing horse and was decisive. His old brothers are also powerful. Even if they can't invite the world's experts, the network of connections is enough to crush Deng Jiuling.

This is Wang Boyi's self-confidence!

However, when Uncle Wang looked up, he found that his eyes went dark, an ipad turned into a brick, and it slapped on his face.

Snapped!

Accompanied by a crisp sound like a slap in the face, Uncle Wang suddenly fell to the ground, his face swollen like a pig's head.

Nima!

Why is Mao

Holding his hot face, Uncle Wang stunned and said, "Dad!"

Snapped!

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Boyi's face was slapped again by the old man.

"Come here, take the chicken feather Chanzi." The old man shouted sharply without extinguishing his anger.

"Yes, Master." Hearing this, the towering bodyguard at the back nodded respectfully and turned to take it.

Soon, a Feather Chanzi appeared in the hands of the old man.

"Take off your pants!" The old man shouted angrily.

"Huh?" Uncle Wang was dumbfounded when he heard the words.

But under the deterrence of the old man, Wang Boyi could only bite the bullet and lay on the stool.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

"Wow..."

In an instant, Wang Boyi's screams resounded through the mountains, deafening.

The old man took the chicken feather Zenzi and slapped his ass at Uncle Wang until his hand cramped, and then he stopped with anger.

"Dad, why!" Uncle Wang burst into tears and roared, looking aggrieved at the old man.

"Why?" Hearing this, the old man roared and said the answer.

An answer that made Uncle Wang's face changed like a thunderstorm on a sunny day after hearing it.