Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

"Zhuo Yifan, if you can get caught without a fight, maybe I can let you live!" Beichen Pingchuan couldn't help laughing.At the same time, two other loud laughs followed.From the backyard, an old man and a middle-aged man also walked over one after the other.Judging by their suits and leather shoes, they don't know the people in Beichen Dojo.

"Mr. Beichen, I really troubled you today! If you hadn't invited Tianren from the Shinto religion, we really wouldn't be able to deal with this Zhuo Yifan!" The middle-aged man laughed and said.

"Mr. Ishida, you are being polite! Is it necessary to say such things about our friendship?" Beichen Pingchuan said disapprovingly.

"Zhuo Yifan!" The old man's face turned cold the moment he saw Zhuo Yifan, his eyes squinted and shot two rays of light, gnashing his teeth, as if he wanted to swallow Zhuo Yifan into his stomach.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't see the identities of these two people.The middle-aged man should be Ishida Shoroku.As for this old man who had a bitter hatred for him, it was obviously Iwasakigawa.Because his beloved grandson died, even if he knew that the Long family was behind it, he could only vent all his anger on himself.

"Iwasakigawa? I didn't expect you to be hiding here!" Zhuo Yifan nodded indifferently and said, "Want to avenge your grandson?"

"I can't wait to cut you into pieces and use your blood to pay homage to the soul of my grandson!" Iwasaki Chuan said through gritted teeth.

"Just relying on Tianren and the ninjas outside?" Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly: "I don't think you guys overestimated your own strength?"

"Hmph! Do you think you can leave alive today?" Iwasaki Chuan said with a cold snort.

"If you don't try, how will you know? Since you have so much confidence in the so-called Tianren, why don't we make a bet!" Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer.

"Bet?" Iwasakigawa stared at Zhuo Yifan suspiciously, not knowing what the kid meant.

"That's right!" Zhuo Yifan nodded with a smile.

"What do you want to bet? You can't even save your life now, so what right do you have to bet with me?" Iwasakigawa asked with narrowed eyes.

"You don't need to worry about this, I will naturally give you a satisfactory bet. But before that, I need to know one thing!" Zhuo Yifan said lightly.

"For the sake of your dying. If you want to know, I can tell you!" Iwasaki Chuan narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"Aristo Yamada, is it in your hands?" Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and asked with narrowed eyes.

Iwasakigawa burst into laughter when he heard the words, and it took a while to stop laughing, and said to Zhuo Yifan: "That's right! She is indeed in my hands! Why? Want to see my lover before I die? "

"You can think so. Can you bring her here?" Zhuo Yifan said irrefutably.

"This is impossible! That little girl is still very useful to me. If you want to see her, you can send her down to see you after I have used her up! What do you think?" Iwasakigawa said with a sneer.

Zhuo Yifan sneered, and said lightly: "I don't know who will die! I'm afraid you will be the first to die! Didn't you just ask me what I bet on? I'm betting my life with you now!"

"Gambling for life?" Iwasaki Chuan squinted his eyes, and Zhuo Yifan looked directly at him with cold eyes, and suddenly felt a terrible feeling, which made him breathe quickly.

"That's right. It's a life bet. I'm sure that when Tianren launches an attack on me, I will kill you first. Are you betting on me?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a sneer.

Iwasakigawa shook his body and swallowed a mouthful of foam with some difficulty.