Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

Xia Lin nodded slightly, agreeing with Zhuo Shaojun's words: "Brother Zhuo said very well, if the Long family proposed that Long Xiangtian resume martial arts after recovering, it might be reasonable, but it is really reasonable for an elder to make a move. The suspicion of using the big to bully the small."

"Brother Zhuo, Brother Xia, I still have something to do. Now that the martial arts competition is over, I'll take a step forward." Duan Zheng cupped his hands and said with a little regret. The same is true for the younger generation of the Duan family. Zhuo Yifan just threw a punch, and what he said clearly shows that the three generations of Zhuo family heirs are the innate peak strength, but the process is actually a bit anticlimactic.

"Brother Duan, let's go..."

After a few more words, the members of the Xia family also left, and Zhuo Shaojun and Zhuo Yifan also drove away. As for the helicopters, Zhuo Shaojun had already sent them back to the army station.

Zhuo Shaojun deliberately asked Zhuo Yifan to ride in the same car with him. The so-called old man is mature, and with Zhuo Shaojun's life experience, he could tell at a glance that Zhuo Yifan had something to say to him just now, but it was only because of the presence of outsiders. , it’s not easy to say clearly.

"Yifan, do you have any questions?"

Zhuo Shaojun leaned back on the seat, letting the various scenery outside the car window fly away, with his eyes closed showing a little bit of fatigue, he couldn't help pressing his temples a few times with his fingers.

"Yes, father." Zhuo Yifan couldn't bear it in his heart. The brief confrontation just now was always on the wire rope, especially at the beginning, the life and death of the Zhuo family father and son depended on each other's thoughts. One can imagine.

"If you have anything to say between us father and son, you can just speak up, don't have any worries." Zhuo Shaojun opened his eyes again, and said with a smile, he can be said to be extremely satisfied with his son, Not only in China, but even in the entire world, his son is an outstanding and top-ranked candidate as the heir of the third generation.

Zhuo Yifan hesitated for a moment: "Father, even though the old man of the Long family is also at the peak of innate strength, I ask myself that his strength is not inferior to him. I know who will win the battle. Aren't you afraid of damaging your family's reputation?"

With a smile in his eyes, Zhuo Shaojun said unhurriedly: "You are wrong. When I feel the strength of the Zhuo family, this is not a simple contest, otherwise you think why the Xia family and the Duan family Do you no longer insist on the martial arts competition?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Yifan was a little puzzled. After all, his age and life experience were not enough, and these problems were not as clear as those old foxes.

Zhuo Shaojun was also happy to explain to Zhuo Yifan: "It's good that you can think of family honor. Let's not talk about Long Xiangtian's poisoning. The second martial arts competition proposed by the Long family is to use power to suppress people." , vainly trying to use force to force our Zhuo family to agree. If you lose, it’s okay to say, but if you win, the old master of the dignified Long family loses to a brat, what face will there be? I’m afraid it will be Zhuo and Long at that time. In a situation where the family is not going to die, it is even possible that the Long family will tear their face at that time."

Zhuo Shaojun said meaningfully, but his eyes were looking out of the window.

"Is that so?" Zhuo Yifan frowned, he didn't expect that if he won the martial arts competition, there would be such a big interference.

"Hehe, Yifan, you don't have to think too much about it. Don't say that the matter of Long Xiangxia's poison has nothing to do with you. After all, your strength is upright and upright. You can't allow them to question it. I, the Zhuo family, are not easy to provoke."