"Go, why not go?"
King Chakravartin sneered, "What does Zhang Yi's attempt to commit suicide have to do with us? Don't forget, we have an agreement with the Jie Luck Dao."
"If we don't kill Xu Laosan, we won't have completed the commission of Jie Luck Dao. How can they fulfill the agreement?"
The Wheel King's eyes were full of malice.
"That's right, that's exactly what it should be!"
King Chu Jiang nodded thoughtfully.
"This wing is Du Qingruo's woman's man. If it's really because of our loss, will the Jie Luck Dao still fulfill its promise?"
"Then, we can't help them!"
The Wheel-turning King's tone was ghastly, "In short, as long as the Tribulation of Luck Dao doesn't take the initiative to tell us to terminate the agreement, we have to complete the agreement."
"Our underworld has always been the most trustworthy!"
"Then it's settled!"
King Pingping suddenly stood up and said, "Wait for my good news!"
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Xiangyi Prefecture, Linyao City.
In the backyard of the prefect's Yamen, Fubao was waving his fists in a decent manner and humming rhythmically.
Next to them, brothers Dabao and Erbao were beating sandbags.
On the other side, the three treasures, the four treasures, and the five treasures were playing and rolling in the sand, having a great time.
As for Da Niu'er and Er Niu'er, because they are female dolls, they are still required to be clean and cannot wallow in the sand pit like San Bao and others.
As the nephews and nieces grew up, a group of little children mingled together, and it was like a war at home every day.
It's a good thing that there are many people at home, otherwise, we really can't stand such a group of little things.
"Little aunt, when can we stop sandbags?"
After another whole morning of pounding sandbags, Dabao and Erbao looked at their slightly red and swollen fists and felt that they were really pitiful.
How many days has it been
They are still children!
Why do they have to beat sandbags every day
Obviously they can box with their little aunt, isn't this bullying them
"Wait until you can beat me!"
Fu Bao smiled sideways.
It wasn't her idea to let her two eldest nephews punch sandbags.
As for when Dabao and Erbao will be allowed to stop hitting sandbags, it depends on when their grandfather speaks.
It is strange to say that I learned the super simple fetal breath method from Fubao, but I was never able to get started with Dabao and Erbao. Naturally, the result is that these poor little brothers can only deal with them in the same way that Mr. Xu trained Mr. Xu and his brothers.
Grandparents and grandchildren are related across generations
There is no need to doubt this.
However, Mr. Xu is very close to his two eldest grandsons, but this does not hinder the old man from educating his two grandsons. It doesn't matter whether Dabao and Erbao understand it.
Mr. Xu had no idea of explaining to his two grandsons.
Naturally, Fubao won't talk too much.
It is also very interesting to watch the two eldest nephews beat the sandbags bitterly every day.
"Grandma, can we not have to sandbag every day?"
Not getting the answer they wanted from Su Wu, the two brothers turned to the old lady Xu as their grandmother.
Mrs. Xu laughed and said, "Yes, as long as your grandfather agrees, grandma will agree!"
Hearing their grandmother speak like this, the two brothers suddenly fell down.
"Grandma, don't you like us anymore?"
Erbao was so arrogant that he looked pitiful and abandoned.
However, can Mrs. Xu be fooled
"Go away, keep pretending to be pitiful, wait until your father comes back and see if he doesn't spank you!"
"Grandma, I was wrong!"
When he heard that he might be spanked by his biological father, the second child was immediately frightened.
Fu Bao looked at the pitiful looks of his two eldest nephews, slowly walked over to him, and said, "How about this? After you finish punching the sandbags every day, you can box with me for a while?"
"don't want-"
The two little brothers answered almost in unison.
They've already worked so hard, so they don't want to get into trouble.
When Fu Bao saw this, he just laughed.
After breakfast, Dabao and Erbao followed Fubao to the school to study.
Whether it's the ghostly second child or the somewhat naive eldest child, they all seem to have inherited their father's powerful genes and are completely uninterested in reading.
However, whether these two little brothers like it or not, they have to learn it.
If they don't learn it, when their biological father comes back, he will definitely serve them fried meat on bamboo boards.
The two brothers had tasted the taste of fried meat on bamboo boards before, and they were very impressed.
That time, the two of them were beaten until they screamed, but everyone in the family, whether it was their loving mother, their kind grandmother, or the little aunt who took them to play, everyone helped and begged for mercy.
This also made the two brothers understand that no one would help them when their father was playing the game.
Therefore, the two brothers cheered each other up and made sure not to taste the fried pork on bamboo boards for the second time.
After school, Fu Bao took his two brothers home as usual, and on the way he bought some snacks for his nephews and nieces at home.
As the aunt of seven little guys, Fubao is very elder-like now.
"Little aunt, what should we buy today?"
"I want spicy chicken wings!"
Dabao and Erbao walked beside Fubao. You and I gave direct answers to the questions asked of Fubao.
"Then eat it!"
Fu Bao waved his hand proudly.
As a rich woman, she is really not short of money.
Although in order to support his father in his troubles, Fubao contributed all his dowry money. However, she not only has the money, but also has many other properties, which can continuously make money.
At the beginning, Mr. Xu was originally going to bring people from Lingshui Village to start a spicy roast chicken business. Now he is still doing it, but the participants are no longer people from Lingshui Village, but the soldiers who fought in Huangfengkou. Soldier's family.
Nowadays, there are many spicy grilled chicken shops in Linyi City.
But even so, the business of every shop is quite good.
Delicious food, there is never a shortage of customers.
Fu Bao took Dabao, Er Bao, and Li Chun who had been following her, and went straight to the spicy roast chicken shop they often went to, only to find that the shop was temporarily closed.
As a regular customer, Fubao, Dabao and Erbao went directly to knock on the door.
"Uncle Ding, Aunt Miao, are you there?"
Fu Bao's little hands are not big, but he is very strong in knocking on the door.
"I'm Fu Bao!"
Fu Bao knocked on the door and announced his own door. At the same time, he put his ear to the door panel to listen to what was going on in the shop.
there's noise!
Sob!
Fu Bao practices the Fetal Breathing Technique. Although he is not big, his strength is not bad, and his hearing is also quite impressive.
Even though the street was bustling with people, she was still able to hear the sounds in the shop.
"This sound sounds like someone has been gagged!"
Fu Bao's eyes widened for a moment, and then he swung his fist and slammed his small fist on the door panel of the shop. He actually broke the rod behind the door panel of the shop with one punch, and the door panel crashed to the ground.
When he saw the situation in the shop, Fu Bao became cold-faced and spoke abruptly: "You are in such a miserable state! Do you know?" (End of Chapter)