"Fu Lao, you..."
For smart people, it is never necessary to say everything clearly, especially in the face of a veteran official like Fu Zhonghua, who is more shrewd than a person, so Xu Zhengyang only said three words, and then he said everything he wanted to express in his heart. , Are fully expressed in their own colors.
"Haha!" Fu Zhonghua heard Xu Zhengyang's question, especially the incredulous look on his face, he shook his head helplessly:
"Old Xu, he is your apprentice and also my son. If he really has personal enmity and treason because of his children's personal affair, I will not show mercy to Zhonghua."
When Fu Zhonghua talked about this, he felt a little lost in his heart, as if he was full of jealousy at Xu Zhengyang in front of him. He only took a fierce breath and continued:
"But the three ringings just now, obviously, in his heart, he has already regarded you Xu Zhengyang as his own father, and where can a cautious child be broken? As for leaving Dragon Scale Guard, he just doesn't want to It's nothing more than seeing my biological father, so Lao Xu, you let Zhou Hui always pay attention to Fu Tao's movements. Perhaps one day, this kid will return to Long Nation again with full of passion."
Xu Zhengyang listened to Fu Zhonghua’s words and involuntarily nodded in agreement. Over the past two decades, he has known his apprentices too well. If you want to talk about the little gangsters, Fu Tao is absolutely involved, but he is very wicked. He Fu Tao would never do it. As for why he was self-righteous, even accused of treason, it was nothing more than asking for death.
"Yes, I know!" Xu Zhengyang replied to Fu Zhonghua, he said with emotion: "Maybe it might not be a bad thing to let him go for a walk."
It was precisely because of escaping from the Long Country on the charge of'treason' that Fu Tao was willing to work as a dry cleaner in Goose Country. He also met Ouyang Hui, and he was implicated in this series of hunting incidents. Hui sent Zhou Hu to save everything.
Now, Fu Tao, who has just recovered half of his skill, is once again pursued and killed by members of the Boyev family. Since he has separated from the Dragonscale Guard, it is absolutely impossible to involve the Dragonscale Guardian because of his personal affairs, or even involve him. To the entire Dragon Kingdom.
When the military and police commander of the Goose State arrived, Fu Tao already knew that the whole incident had been escalating, so he did not hesitate to start fleeing frantically along the Lena River. The ability to distract the killers behind him.
But what Fu Tao didn't know was that the direction he was running along the Lena River was exactly in the direction of'Satan's Back Garden', which meant that if he wanted to get rid of or even seduce the ghost party killers behind him, he must be alone. Sneak into this boundless, and it is even possible that he will never get out of the'Satan's back garden'.
"Huhu..."
It was the sound of the wind whistling in Fu Tao’s ears. I saw that Fu Tao’s body was like a light cicada, shaped like a hurricane, and his strong legs, at the moment of touching the ground, were like water spiders walking on the surface of the water, without even the slightest waves. Startled, and the vegetation around him, like two fast retreating conveyor belts, retreated quickly from the corner of his eyes with lightning speed.
Although his skill was only half recovered under Zhou Hu's internal skill, the "Tianzi No. 1", which is famous for light-weight kungfu, this half of the skill is enough to support his light-weight kungfu. run.
And at this moment, in the century-old castle on the outskirts of Moss, a silver-haired old man seemed to have eaten gunpowder, slamming his fist on the table fiercely, and the utensils on the table looked like He was intimidated. At the moment his fist fell, he was shocked. Some even fell directly, like a scared coward, lying motionless on the table.
"Idiot, idiot, even a kid in his twenties can't solve it. What kind of top killer?"
Old Boyev is like a wild boar with a burnt ass, screaming in the study, his body's aura is like a towering tree rising from the ground, letting the surrounding servants And his son Bruce Boyev couldn't help but shudder all over, only when the old Boyev suddenly turned his head, his eyes were like torches, and he stared at his son fiercely and yelled:
"Bruce, tell me the waste of the Ghost Party. If they can't solve even a child, then let them disband and go home to farm, huh, a bunch of useless waste, and dare to talk to me about money!"
"Yes, I know my father, I'll go to inform!" Bruce Boyev, now like a cowering child, nodded and bowed in front of his father.
But when the old Boyev saw his son’s unpromising appearance, the nameless fire in his heart suddenly rose. His torch-like eyes suddenly burned like fire. He only listened to him with a cold snort and fiercely cursing. Road:
"Huh, it's really a wolf son and a dog father, damn immortal, but short-lived, I don't believe Boyev, this god can kill me?"
When the words of the old Boyev came out, the whole study room was as cold as a cellar in an instant, as if the air in the whole room was evacuated at that moment, and Bruce Boyev, who was standing on the side, held tightly. His fists started to unconsciously start to exert force. The reddish brown hair on his head, like a ball of anger, was burning blazingly, venting his inner dissatisfaction and resentment.
Old Boyev’s meaning is very clear. He would rather die in front of his useless son, than his precious grandson. After all, Boyev was born to adulthood in Boyev. Old Boyev seems to have grown from this little grandson. I saw another one who was mediocre, fierce, decisive, bold, and even unscrupulous for the purpose.
And this kind of quality and courage were enough to support the entire Boyev family for him, but his father Bruce was far behind, so in the eyes of the old Boyev, his son was a complete waste.
As soon as the old Boyev said what he said, he immediately felt the anger on his son, but he didn't care at all, because the Bruce in front of him was a complete loser, even if the little Boyev died, he He would not give his property to a waste son, so he would not care about Bruce Boyev's emotions at all.
"Bruce, get out of here. I don't want to see you again. I'll give you three days. If you can't get that Fu Tao's head back, just give me your own head!"
"Yes, I know my father!"
Although Bruce Boyev was full of resentment and anger, but in the face of the old Boyev's aura and his kingly arrogance, he could only bow his head slightly, replied respectfully, and then went all the way. Back to the door, turn around and leave.
When Bruce Boyev walked out of the study door, the anger in his heart was finally completely released. At this moment, his upper and lower gums, because of the excessive force of the teeth, have begun to ooze traces of blood, especially his With both hands clenched tightly, the nails of the ten fingers were completely inserted into the flesh.
The moment he opened his hands, the blood fell drop by drop, as if the anger in his heart was burning more intensely against the red blood.
You know, the Ghost Party is Bruce Boyev’s most of his life’s efforts, and it is also the basis for Bruce’s life in the Boyev family. If it is really like the old Boyev said, the Ghost Party will be dissolved directly, then he will be in Boyev in the future. The family lieutenant was completely disappointed, let alone taking over the position of the old Boyev.
Thinking of this, Bruce Boyev's inner anger was even more like a volcano, directly erupting, only to hear him viciously spit out a few words from his teeth:
"Old Piff, you are waiting..."
As a father and son, his father would have favored a long-dead grandson, and it was enough to pass his position as the head of the patriarch to others. He even planned to completely suppress his own son. For Bruce Boyev, this has been completely eliminated. The affection between father and son was completely wiped out.
"leader··············"
At this moment, a big black guy suddenly appeared in front of Bruce Boyev, and this person was the same guy who had handled the corpse in the woods before, when he saw Bruce’s blood in his hands, and The angry expression on his face made him involuntarily smell a smell of gunpowder in his nose, so he did not choose to report directly, but stopped abruptly and waited quietly.
"Say!"
Although Bruce’s inner anger has completely occupied his reason, and even the affection of his blood, he will never forget his mission and character because of it. After all, the young Boyev is his son. The grudges must be reported anyway.
It’s just that I planned to use my son’s idea of being superior, so I can only give up at this moment and rely on my own means to continue to realize my plan. Boyev’s previous tolerance and patience are completely dissipated at this moment, because the tolerance and patience died in Boyev. At that moment, he has completely turned into a waste, and the killing aura on him has not concealed any more, he has truly become a wild bear in the Goose Country.
Although Bruce Boyev only said one word, when the word fell in the ears of the black killer, he couldn't help but tremble all over, as if the word was a gundam, which directly pierced his The eardrums got into his head, making him cold.
I saw the black assassin immediately report to Bruce Boyev respectfully:
"Our people followed that guy's path. He should have been along the edge of the Lena River towards the direction of'Satan's Back Garden'."