The commander of Jinyiwei who is struggling in Zongburi

Chapter 84
"No, no, if someone in your family is dead, what does it matter to my Mr. Murong?" A voice came from behind the group of heroes.

Looking back following the voice, it was a fat middle-aged man with a mustache. Seeing this figure, Wang Yuyan was overjoyed, and softly shouted: "It turns out that Uncle Bao has arrived."

"No, no, I'm not your Uncle Bao. My son is your cousin. He calls me Third Brother. Why do you call me Uncle Bao? No, no."

Hearing Bao BuTong speak like this, Wang YuYan's face turned red, she was a little shy and speechless.

"That's right, Miss Wang is dozens of years older than this uncle, so there's nothing wrong with calling him uncle. This uncle agrees with your son, so what you call it is up to you." Seeing Wang Yuyan as the youngest daughter Duan Yu felt sour for some reason, and immediately attacked Bao BuTong when he disagreed with her.

Hearing that Duan Yu hated him, Bao BuTong felt that Duan Yu was not a good person, so he asked Wang Yuyan, "Who is this kid? Do you want to tell him to get out!"

Wang Yuyan hurriedly explained Duan Yu's origin, saying that Duan Yu saved her life just now, Bao Budong was noncommittal, he was not a fledgling child, and he could tell at a glance that Duan Yu had ulterior motives for Wang Yuyan, and said: "Miss Wang, you treat this kid like this , aren't you afraid that my young master will be jealous?"

"Why are you jealous?" Wang Yuyan replied in a cute and cute way. She has hardly been out of the house since she grew up, so she naturally doesn't understand the ways of the world outside.

Bao BuTong shook his head helplessly. Young Master, this cousin is as pure as a piece of white paper, so don't ask her any more.

"What kind of son, I heard that Shaolin monk Xuan Bei was beaten to death in Dali, and a group of fools came to my Murong Villa to explain, you are not from Dali, what is going on, Tell me to take a look!" Bao BuTong pointed his gun directly at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu listened to Bao BuTong's questioning and felt that he was interrogating a prisoner. He didn't want to answer at first, but he glanced at Wang Yuyan's begging eyes again, thought for a while and said: "Mr. What's wrong, I'm not from your family. Prisoner, what qualifications do you have to interrogate me?"

Jiumozhi was watching the play, his little brother was good at everything, but his temper was a little too soft, and he needed to be polished to adapt to the iron-blooded style of Jianghu, so he didn't plan to stand out for Duan Yu, if If Bao Budong dared to ask himself this question, he would have copied him a long time ago.

"That's right, I'm just interrogating you, saying, what is your intention in trying so hard to get close to Miss Wang?" After saying that, Bao Budong suddenly came up, grabbed Duan Yu's arm, and questioned sharply.

"You, you..." I have seen shameless people before, but I have never seen such shameless people, Duan Yu was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, Jiumozhi still had no plans to intervene, everything was left to Duan Yu.

In Jiumozhi's eyes, Bao DiTong's martial arts were just like that, and it was far inferior to Duan Yu's. If Duan Yu was still at a disadvantage, there was nothing he could do.

Suddenly restrained by Jiumozhi, Beiming Shengong took the initiative to protect his body, Bao Budong suddenly felt that his internal energy couldn't stop flowing to Duan Yu's body, he was shocked at the moment, thinking he was Ding Qiuchun's heir, he shouted: "Huagong Dafa? You are the descendant of Old Freak Ding! Miss Wang, hurry up, I will protect you."

Duan Yu couldn't laugh or cry, why didn't he find out just now that Bao Budong is actually a funny comparison, but Duan Yu secretly nodded his praise for the loyalty of the protector, he thought of the four generals of the Duan family, when there was danger, the four generals This uncle protects himself just like Bao BuTong.

Thinking of this, the anger in Duan Yu's heart disappeared three points, and he said: "You misunderstood, I am not the descendant of old monster Ding as you said, this Lord Ming can testify."

"Don't lie to me, you are, Azhu Abi, quickly cover Miss Wang and leave!" Bao Budong is a person who accepts death, his heart is not too bad, but he protects his weaknesses, his mouth is too smelly, and he always loves to offend others.

It's hard to reason with this kind of person. If Yang Yang was here, he would have to beat him up first and then talk slowly. Jiumozhi also used his strength to convince others when he made a move. He was beaten just like his grandson, and he was not injured because of Lingbo's subtle steps.

After half a stick of incense, Bao BuTong was chasing after him, and Duan Yu was circling in front of him. Jiumozhi couldn't stand it anymore. Bao BuTong was too shameless, but Duan Yu was... no Become a talent.

"Enough!" Jiumozhi yelled, and slashed at Bao Budong with a flame knife, but he didn't use all his strength, at most four or five successes, Wang Yuyan saw that it was not good, and reminded loudly: "Brother Bao, be careful!"

But the voice was not as fast as palm strength. When he heard Wang Yuyan's warning, Bao Budong froze for a moment, because he didn't notice anyone attacking him.

In this stunned state, the force of the palm landed on Bao BuTong's chest, and Bao BuTong spat out a mouthful of blood, and took a step back from the boss. Wang Yuyan hurried forward to support BaoTong and asked him about the severity of his injury. not heavy.

"You despicable villain, you only know how to sneak up and plot!" Bao Butong spat out a mouthful of blood, which was fine, but this mouth is really smelly and hard.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiumozhi's inner strength is released outward, just to teach him a small lesson, and has no intention of hurting others, otherwise, if the difference is ten, he will not be his opponent.

No matter how cute Wang Yuyan is, she also knows that Bao BuTong has offended someone. Duan Yu kindly saved her life, and it's fine if she didn't repay her. But hurting others, really angered the other party, Wang Yuyan reckoned that her cousin was no match for this fan monk.

Hearing Bao Dongdong's sarcasm, Jiumozhi was not angry, and said calmly: "Oh, so the benefactor disliked my sneak attack and plotting. It was indeed the little monk who was rude, so the little monk made gestures with the benefactor openly to show his gratitude to the benefactor. Respect."

"Brother Duan, people respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet. You must know that there are also angry-eyed Vajras in Buddhism. Walking in the rivers and lakes, remember not to be a bad person. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye is the right way. Remember it!" Mozhi has the heart of teaching.

As soon as the voice fell, "Slap!", Bao BuTong was slapped on the left side of the face by Jiumozhi's heavy air luck.

"Slap!" The right side of the face was also slapped heavily, which is also symmetrical.

"Papa papa!" The sound of slaps in the face rang out continuously, one slap to the left, one slap to the right, absolutely fair.

In addition to Bao BuTong's ability to curse a few times at the beginning, after being slapped for more than ten times, Bao BuTong's face had swollen into pig heads, but he no longer dared to curse.

Wang Yuyan hurriedly begged Jiumozhi to stop, she kept apologizing for Bao Budong, because she knew that among all the people present, none of them together could beat this Jiumozhi.

Ignoring Wang Yuyan's pleading, the slaps continued, Wang Yuyan turned to beg Duan Yu again, Duan Yu stopped Jiumozhi's slap under his soft heart.

Jiumozhi sighed in his heart: "Hey, brother, there is only so much I can do for you, you can do the rest yourself."

(End of this chapter)