"Hu Zi."

Dad Zhang smiled and greeted Uncle Hu, and the casualness in his words showed their closeness.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Uncle Hu slightly put away the softness on his face when facing Zhang Ling, and returned to Dad Zhang with a serious expression.

Dad Zhang shook his head slightly with a helpless expression, looked at Uncle Hu and said, "Hu Zi, your habit is really... Except for the girl Lingling, you like to be stern to everyone."

"Brother, I'm used to it."

Uncle Hu's muscles were slightly pulled, just thinking they were smiling, but he couldn't see much smile at all. It was hard to imagine that this handsome man with an ice-shaped face had just shown such a warm and soft expression in front of Zhang Ling.

"You, forget it, you really can't get rid of your old habits."

He smiled helplessly, and Dad Zhang pointed at Zhao Mu next to him and said, "Huzi, this is Zhao Mu, Lingling's boyfriend, the boy you have always wanted to meet."

While Uncle Hu was talking to his father, Zhang Lingfeng told Uncle Hu about his origin.

"Uncle Hu is my grandfather's adopted son. He is communicating with my father and brother. He is very good to me. He can also be good at martial arts, very powerful."

Zhao Mu had a little clarified Uncle Hu's identity. Judging from the expressions of Zhang Ling and her parents, Uncle Hu was obviously a very important figure.

"Zhao Mu?"

Uncle Hu turned his head and looked at Zhao Mu. His already serious expression suddenly turned cold. His eyes glared and his brilliance flashed. Combined with his fierce appearance, a surging momentum suddenly rushed towards Zhao Mu.

Facing the fierce aura that came towards Uncle Hu, Zhao Mu seemed to be unaware of it and smiled and said, "Uncle Hu, I am Zhao Mu."

"Um?"

Uncle Hu's eyes flashed with brilliance and a more fierce aura rushing towards Zhao Mu like a storm.

In the yard, the two of them faced each other, one was frowning and angry, tall and strong, with a fierce aura, like a tiger going down the mountain, and the other smiled at each other. Although the momentum seemed completely different from the person on the other side, it seemed quite leisurely.

"Dad, Uncle Hu...?"

Seeing Uncle Hu and Zhao Mu seemingly holding each other, Zhang Ling opened her mouth to speak.

"Don't worry, it's okay, your uncle Hu knows it."

"No, Dad, that's not what I mean."

Zhang Ling's face was a little weird and he whispered: "What I want to say is that Uncle Hu may not be Zhao Mu's opponent."

"What did you say?" Zhang Dad turned his head and looked at Zhang Ling in vain.

Zhang Ling had a mysterious smile on his face, "Dad, don't you believe it? Look, if they really do something, Zhao Mu will definitely surprise you."

"Lingling, are you saying true?" Zhang's father obviously didn't believe it.

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Zhang Ling curled his lips and said, "I haven't seen Uncle Hu's kung fu."

During the five-second look at each other, Uncle Hu's eyes became brighter and more serious. There seemed to be air in his black jacket that was convenient for movement, and it began to swell slowly, but Zhao Mu still smiled and had no abnormalities.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Uncle Hu suddenly burst into laughter, his terrifying aura was scattered, and he returned to the cold-faced man just now. His bloated clothes on his upper body naturally fell down with his body.

A pair of tiger eyes looked at Zhao Mu tightly. After laughing, Uncle Tiger looked at Zhao Mu and said, "Good boy, he is still a good guy. He hides it very deeply. I didn't see it at all just now."

Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Uncle Hu was joking because Uncle Hu didn't pay attention."

Uncle Hu snorted coldly, "You are still modest, you don't notice it, you don't find it. This is your ability, you don't feel like a big man."

The smile on Zhao Mu's face froze, and he didn't know what to say. Uncle Hu was too direct in his words. Does he not understand or what should he do if he was humble and gave him a way out?

Zhang Ling next to him laughed when he saw Zhao Mu's stiff face, "Zhao Mu, Uncle Hu doesn't like humble people. For him, one is one, two is two."

I looked helplessly at Zhang Ling who was laughing at a flower next to me. I didn't say this long ago, but now I'm telling myself what's the use of saying it to me. This girl deliberately wanted to see that she was ugly.

Looking at Zhao Mu, a strong fighting spirit suddenly rose in Uncle Hu's eyes with a serious cold expression. He looked at Zhao Mu and said in a deep voice: "Boy, it depends on your ability. Come on, let me try how capable you are."
Chapter completed!