As soon as he saw the visitor, Zhao Wugui couldn't help but feel sour water in his stomach again.

That's right, the person who came was the black-faced "teenager" who was fooled by Zhao Wugui in a single day.

"Go away quickly." Deng Wenshu hugged Zhao Wugui's thigh and shouted to the black-faced "teenager".

Zhao Wugui looked at the dark lines on his face. What was going to make a fuss? Why did I become a villain for no reason?

Looking around, he seemed to have become a villain in this situation.

"Wen Shu, run quickly." Deng Wenshu saw that the black-faced "boy" did not respond, and shouted loudly again.

When Zhao Wugui heard this, his eyes became sharper, and when he mentioned Deng Wenshu, he fell over the shoulder.

"Look, you just lied to me that your name is Deng Wenshu, the young owner of Xuanyue Village. Now you call me another person, Wenshu, so just be stubborn."

"That, senior, my brother is really called Deng Wenshu." The black-faced "boy" was also frightened when he saw this scene.

Zhao Wugui glanced unkindly: "Then why did he ask you to Wenshu?"

"My name is Wen Shu, the lady's Shu, my brother is a book of books." Deng Wenshu squatted down and helped his brother Deng Wenshu up.

“???”

"Your parents are so full that they call your names in the same voice?" This is the first time Zhao Wugui has seen his parents named like this.

This was the first time everyone present had encountered such a thing.

"My brother, is it okay?" Deng Wenshu felt a little distressed when he looked at Deng Wenshu who was like a pig's head.

"Don't worry, I'm just doing it properly, just treat it as blood circulation and blood circulation and remove blood stasis." Zhao Wugui said with an indifferent look on his face.

"Who is activates blood... um... um..." Deng Wenshu still had a hard head, but Deng Wenshu's eyes were quick and fast, covering his brother Deng Wenshu's mouth.

"Thank you, senior."

"Don't rush to thank you first. Explain to me what he said just now, what does he mean? He is tired of living and is going to let me take him on the road." Zhao Wugui dragged a chair, jumped up and sat down.

"If I can't explain it, I don't care whether he is a so-called devil sect or not. I'll send him to your ancestors and ancestors of the Deng family first."

"This...sen, don't be joking." Deng Wenshu laughed dryly.

"Do you think I'm a joke? If I don't give any explanation, I'll chop him up today and feed my white-headed tiger. Today I haven't fed my white-headed tiger yet."

"Senior, you're sure." Deng Wenshu felt like there was a chance. After all, she had seen the white-headed tiger. She didn't eat meat and only drank milk.

"If you can't eat meat, you can squeeze it into juice and drink it." Zhao Wugui's words are the devil's ghost.

"!!!" Deng Wenshu's face was full of horror. After all, in his eyes, this senior seemed to be very kind.

Deng Wenshu thought about it for a while before speaking: "I think my brother has great resources, why don't you invest."

invest?

The word is fresh and sounds like a good thing, and all the young people present couldn't help but prick up their ears.

Zhao Wugui looked so stupid. Who wants to invest in him? Investment is an excuse, but she is better off.

Zhao Wugui did this to force Deng Wenshu to be afraid and shouted a slogan: Thirty years, Hedong and thirty years, Hexi, don’t bully young people and poor people.

After all, this young man looks very iron-headed. Zhao Wugui has been hit so many times just now and is unwilling to tell the truth (?), and he is obviously the protagonist's life.

As long as he shouted out, Zhao Wugui could make a three-year appointment and run away.

After all, now he has pretended to be a pussy, and he is waiting for the later fermentation.

As for who took the death of the owner of Biyun Hall, who just questioned the cracks in the hall.

"No, he scolded me just now." Zhao Wugui refused without hesitation.

"Senior..." Deng Wenshu didn't give up and said something else.

Deng Wenshu grabbed her and said with red eyes: "Why do you have to humiliate us brother and sister like this? Isn't it just that I want an explanation? Is my life enough?"

The words were very sad and angry, and the expression was very appropriate, but the face was swollen like a pig's head that destroyed the atmosphere.

"Does your brother have a brain problem? Is it that difficult to apologize to me?" Zhao Wugui asked strangely.

Deng Wenshu's whole body was petrified, and Zhao Wugui's words echoed in his mind.

"Your brother has a brain problem... there is a brain problem... there is a problem..."

"It's so hard to apologize to me...it's so hard to apologize to me...it's so hard to apologize to me..."

Who would have thought that you would just apologize for the apology, sending you to the ancestors, feeding tigers, catching juice, etc.

Deng Wenshu stood up, and the perseverance could be clearly seen on his pig's head-like face. This was an expression of not admitting defeat and not admitting mistakes.

Zhao Wugui admired it very much, and then watched Deng Wenshu's determination when he pushed his sister Deng Wenshu away. This was a kind of fearlessness.

"Here, come, thirty years, Hebei, thirty years, Hexi, don't bully the young man poor, shout it out quickly." Zhao Wugui felt expectant, this was the treatment of the protagonist.

The apology just now was so difficult that it must have hurt his self-esteem and made him very angry.

Deng Wen's calligraphy is full of luck in Dantian, his face is full of firmness, and his temperament is like the wind and cold Yishui.

Then, Zhao Wugui heard a plop.

Deng Wenshu knelt down and shouted: "Senior, I was wrong, I shouldn't have scolded you."

"???" The plot is wrong. It's not that I should be so stubborn. Why did I kneel down?

"It's just that men have gold under their knees. It's not good to kneel down like this. You shouldn't be harsh words or something." Zhao Wugui tried to guide him.

"Senior, I'm wrong, I will never dare again." This must be the senior who is hitting him. No matter how stupid people are, they know that this situation is to admit defeat and speak harshly? Are you ready to be as cracked as this hall?

"Okay, I forgive you, get up." Zhao Wugui said with a refreshing look.

On the contrary, Deng Wenshu, who was kneeling on the ground, hesitated. Will he get a big mouth again after getting up like this? He hesitantly glanced at his sister Deng Wenshu, and slowly stood up with the encouragement of his sister's eyes.

Back to his sister, his sister Deng Wenshu whispered in a tone of regret: "Brother, why are you standing up like this?"

"Didn't you encourage me to stand up with your eyes?" Deng Wenshu was shocked.

Zhao Wugui ignored the cross-channel communication between the brother and sister: "Since that's the case, I have nothing to do, so I'll leave first."

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief. The evil star was finally leaving, especially Si Yongchun, the head of Piaoxue Pavilion. After all, this is his territory and was ruined by Zhao Wugui.

However, the happiest person should be the leader of the Xin Sect among the five Confucian schools. Seeing Zhao Wugui who was about to leave, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and a slightly faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!