I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 311: Pattern, isn’t this coming up? (8000)

 Facts prove it.

Even though everyone knows that this is a restaurant, not a brothel, men in this era cannot resist the temptation of beautiful girls, nor can they resist the temptation of half-price opening gimmicks...

 As the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, the business of Hong's restaurant began to boom.

 At lunch time, there was even a queue at the door, attracting countless attention.

 “Dad.”

 Zhu's Tea House, second floor.

 Zhu Zhu, wearing an apron, slowly came behind her father.

"Don't think his business is booming now, the key is whether he can retain customers." I don't know if he is telling his daughter or himself, Boss Zhu said this

 Zhu Zhu pursed her lips and said, "That's not what I wanted to say."

 “Then what do you want to say?”

“Brother Bao’s restaurant is short of manpower. I want to go over and help.” Zhu Zhu said with lowered eyes.

 Boss Zhu: “…”

"It's lunch time for them now, so they're quite nervous. I'll go there for a while and come back soon," Zhu Zhu said again.

Boss Zhu silently clenched his fists: "Is he busy? Aren't our teahouses busy?"

 Zhu Zhu: “Well, I’m not busy.”

 Boss Zhu: “…”

 It hurts my heart! !

“Dad, am I going then?” Seeing his silence, Zhu Zhu moved her steps slowly.

Boss Zhu gritted his teeth: "Go, go, I don't want to see you now!"

 …

The excitement of the new store lasted until 15:00, and it was not until 10:30 that the store became quiet. Fat Bao, who was so busy that he was sweating profusely, sat down on a chair in the lobby and gasped: "This is better than going out to work for others." Much more tired.”

Qin Yao was sitting at a table not far away, drinking tea, nibbling melon seeds, and reading the yellow (crossed out) fantasy novels he picked up from the street stall during the day. He didn't hear what Fei Bao said at all.

To be honest, he can't understand why the fantasy novelists of this era are so keen on Japanese foxes. Damn it, are they not too **** or not?

It’s a pity that I can only imagine it in my mind and cannot criticize it on the spot.

"Hello…"

While he was immersed in it, a gust of cold wind suddenly came through the door, waking him up from the words that made his blood boil.

Looking up, I saw a woman with twin ponytails, a white silk robe, and a friendly smile floating from outside. Oh no, she walked in, like a fairy in the book who had transformed.

 Monster.

Pindao can tell at a glance that you are not a human being!

"Miss, I'm sorry, our chefs are off work." Fei Bao took a deep breath and stood up with his tired body.

 The woman's smile froze, with a hint of pleading in her eyes: "Can you cook? Just have some food."

Fat Bao shook his head: "No, miss, I'm not good at cooking. What I cook will ruin the restaurant's brand."

The light in the woman's eyes quickly went out, and she said with some disappointment: "I'm sorry, I was delayed by something today. When I came out, your house was the only one with the lights on on the street. I really can't help it..."

Fei Bao smiled and said warmly: "It doesn't matter. Miss, just come over early tomorrow morning. We also have breakfast here."

The woman hesitated to speak, but finally sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the store.

"etc."

Qin Yao suddenly shouted.

The woman paused and looked back, only to realize that there was a burly man like a tiger hiding in the corner.

The man's eyes seemed to be shining with golden light, and the golden light contained terrifying power. Just one look at it made her tremble and her whole body stiffen...

“Ah Bao, go to the kitchen to cook some food and bring it to this girl.” Qin Yao ordered.

Fei Bao blinked and looked at the pitiful woman. He seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "Okay, senior brother, I'll go right away."

Hearing this, the woman immediately turned back and bowed towards Qin Yao and saluted: "Thank you so much for this great man."

 She wanted to call him "big brother", but the other person was too majestic. Just being watched, she couldn't say "brother".

After Fei Bao left, Qin Yao asked calmly: "What's your name?"

“The little girl’s surname is Wang, and her name is the word red.” The woman said softly: “Most of my relatives and friends call me Xiaohong.”

 “Xiaohong.” Qin Yao nodded.

 “Yes.” Xiaohong said respectfully.

Even if she doesn’t know the identity of this gentleman, her strength alone is enough to distinguish between superior and inferior.

“You brought this meal to my old mother, right?” Qin Yao confirmed.

He needs to confirm the consistency between reality and the plot of the movie. If Xiaohong really has an old mother, and this meal is to support her mother, then he will be lenient to her.

After all, in the movie, Xiaohong is both loyal and righteous. In order to take care of her old mother who is still alive, she gave up the opportunity of reincarnation; for the sake of Fei Bao, whom she just met, she even seduced Mr. Shi and almost lost her virginity...

 That’s right.

Mr. Shi is so arrogant. His most outrageous line is: I have killed people by force, but I haven’t tried ghosts yet. I’ll **** them first!

 It is in sharp contrast to Wang Sheng, Xu Xian and others.

Have the courage to think and act, and you will be the best among men...

 “How do you know?”

Just when Qin Yao's thoughts were flying uncontrollably, the frightened female ghost brought him back to reality with just one sentence.

"If not, do you think you can walk out again after entering this door today?" Qin Yao asked.

Xiaohong's heart skipped a beat, she looked down at her white embroidered shoes, and didn't dare to speak for a while.

"Although I am not a good person, I have my own bottom line and persistence. It is not easy for you to overcome many difficulties with your soul and support your mother alone. You are filial to the world, so I don't mind giving you some convenience." Qin Yao said leisurely. .

These words were engraved into Xiaohong’s heart word by word, making her feel a little sad and happy...

 Sorrow one's own suffering.

 Happy to have someone recognize me.

 “Thank you, sir.” After a long time, she bowed deeply.

Qin Yao waved his hand: "When you can come out in the future, come here to get food. I will tell Fei Bao to let the restaurant provide you with free food. Don't look for someone to buy food at night with the paper. , and not afraid of scaring others.”

Xiaohong was both surprised and embarrassed. She stood up straight and said nonchalantly: "Sir, how come you know everything?"

“Because I am the Yin God of Fengdu!” Qin Yao replied matter-of-factly.

Does Fengdu Yinshen know everything?

 Xiao Hong is not sure.

 But Fengdu is famous enough and reputable enough that it is easy to suppress the doubts in the mind of a little devil.

With the name of Fengdu in mind, Xiaohong no longer doubted anything else, and said from the bottom of her heart: "Please let me know the taboo. The little girl will definitely ask the gods to make incense and worship day and night."

 Qin Yao was slightly startled.

 In my memory, the last person to worship him as a **** was the family of Jin Dao Yuan Detai.

 It’s a pity that he has not yet obtained the rank or the Yin Shen status, so he cannot check the power of his faith for the time being, let alone study the wonderful uses of the power of faith.

 “My name is Qin Yao.”

After a moment of silence, Qin Yao said seriously: "Don't call me an adult anymore. We are in the Min Kingdom now, not a feudal dynasty, and we don't like this kind of calling. Brother Qin, Mr. Qin, you can call me whatever you want."

Xiaohong was overjoyed and immediately shouted: "Brother Qin."

“I’ve only been away for a while, and you’ve called me for my brother and sister?” At this time, Fei Bao came out with a three-layer lunch box and joked with a smile.

Qin Yao was too lazy to reply to such meaningless words and ordered: "Abao, if Xiaohong comes to pick up food again in the future, don't charge her."

Fei Bao handed the three-layer lunch box to Xiao Hong's hand and said clearly: "I understand, I understand..."

“You know how to hammer.” Qin Yao said angrily.

“Thank you, Brother Abao.” Xiaohong held the lunch box with both hands and bowed to Ah Bao with gratitude in her eyes.

A Bao waved his hand: "Without senior brother, I, A Bao, would not be where I am today. As long as I am still the owner of this Hong family restaurant, Sister Hong, you can come over and pick up food at any time."

 Xiaohong: “…”

 Brother A Bao must have misunderstood something...

 But the problem is, she doesn’t know how to explain it!

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it, I will make it clear to him." Qin Yao waved his hand when he saw Xiaohong turning to look at him.

Xiaohong felt a little disappointed for no reason, and forced a smile: "Yes, Brother Qin."

“There’s one more thing.” Qin Yao suddenly frowned and asked, “Is your mother frail and sick?”

　　Xiaohong nodded quickly: "That's right, taking medicine is almost like eating, but I still can't find the root cause of the disease..."

“Have you never thought that the root cause of the disease is you?” Qin Yao asked.

 Xiaohong was stunned.

"Ghosts combine eighteen kinds of unknowns into one body. A strong man can't bear to live with ghosts for a long time, let alone an old lady." Qin Yao said.

He doesn’t want to accuse Xiaohong from the highest moral point, because he himself doesn’t talk about martial ethics...

 Therefore, he just pointed out the current situation that Xiaohong was facing, so as to prevent the other party from killing my mother in ignorance.

"To be honest, I have thought about this possibility before, but my mother is not only old, her eyes are also damaged. If no one takes care of her, the only thing waiting for her is to starve to death somewhere." Xiao Hong whispered.

 He feels heavy.

Qin Yao pursed his lips and said: "At this time tomorrow, you bring your mother here. I will ask my master to help see if there is any hope of her eyes regaining sight. If so, keep her. Wash the pots and dishes here, and clean up... At least, you can take care of her food and housing. "

Xiao Hong’s soul trembled, and she knelt down silently, kowtowing to Qin Yao.

Each kowtow is filled with endless gratitude and faith.

 As if he were the most fervent believer, looking up to his own gods.

Qin Yao stepped forward and pulled him up from the ground: "It doesn't have to be like this. I didn't do this to make you cry with gratitude."

"I understand." Xiao Hong murmured: "You are the greatest good person in the world."

 Chin Yao: “???”

Oh shit.

 In the years since his debut, this is the first time I heard someone say that he is a good person.

Still great…

"It's getting late, you should go back quickly." Qin Yao, who felt uncomfortable anywhere, waved his hand and said expressionlessly.

Xiaohong nodded silently, holding the lunch box in her right hand, turning back three times in one step, stepping out of the threshold, and flying into the air.

 “Are you surprised?” Qin Yao withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the fat man with a look of astonishment.

“After seeing male and female zombies, I’m not so surprised to see ghosts... I was in a daze just now because I finally understand why, senior brother, you like to read fantasy novels.” Fei Bao said with emotion.

 Chin Yao: “???”

After a while, he suddenly reacted, rolled up the thin novel on the table, and threw it at the fat man's chest: "You dare to arrange it, senior brother, I will beat you to death, you bastard."

"Brother, don't hit, don't hit, I was wrong." Feibao was so painful from the beating that he dragged his flexible and fat body around in the hall, and ended up getting as many beatings as he deserved.

 It hurts. It really hurts.

It feels like I’m about to explode.

 …

 …

 Suburban ruins.

　　Xiaohong served a dull-eyed old lady after finishing the meal, and said with a smile: "Mom has a good appetite today."

The old lady smiled kindly: "Today's meal tasted like home-cooked food, so I ate a little more."

Xiaohong looked dark.

As a ghost, she couldn't make a fire to cook. In fact, because she had no living money and couldn't buy anything good, if the ghost paper with her blessings got into the hands of some vendors, it would be thrown away casually, even to the disgrace. She insulted her in all kinds of ways.

She was right and apologetic, so she didn’t even dare to look back. Most of the time she left listening to the abuse...

There are also times when I am unlucky and I offend a vendor who is full of yang energy and evil spirits, and he is chased with a knife for several streets.

 In fact, in the original work, Fei Bao did this.

Hold a sharp knife, he chased Xiaohong to Xiaohong's house, and only let him go after seeing that she was really taking care of her old mother.

"Xiaohong, Xiaohong, are you okay? I don't mean to blame you." When she didn't get a response from Xiaohong, the old lady panicked and reached out to touch in front of her.

She is a blind old lady. If the girl had not been with her all day long, she would have died long ago.

 You can't let your girl feel sad.

Xiaohong reached out and grabbed the old lady’s palm, which meant that she was a ghost now, otherwise her eyes would have turned red: “Mom, I’m fine, it’s really fine, I understand.”

Holding her daughter's cold little hand tightly, the old lady said: "Your hands are so cold. It's cold at night. Wear more clothes to avoid freezing..."

Xiao Hong bit her lips tightly, and the yin energy in her body turned into tears, which finally crossed her eyes.

 In legend, ghosts also have tears, but mortals shed tears, and what they shed is their own yin energy.

  When the flow of Yin Qi is over, the soul body will no longer exist!

"Mom, I have good news for you. I met God when I went out today." Xiaohong closed her eyes tightly, restrained the desire to cry, and said with energy.

“God, what kind of God, have you met a liar?” The old lady looked worried. Xiaohong couldn’t laugh or cry: “What else do I have that is worthy of being deceived?”

 “Of course.”

The old lady said nervously: "In the eyes of some bad people, you may be a commodity! Before I was blind, I heard too many stories about selling one's body, and the ending of each story was very miserable."

Xiaohong patted her mother's back gently and said softly: "Mom, don't worry, the other person is definitely not a liar. If you really feel uneasy, I will take you to find the true God tomorrow.

Although your eyes are not very good, your ears are clear and your heart is clear. You can definitely hear and tell whether the other party is good or bad..."

Probably because Qin Yao didn't dare to give her a guarantee that he would be able to cure her mother's eyes, she simply hid the matter, lest the old lady's hopes grow bigger and her disappointment grow bigger, and she would no longer be able to withstand such a blow.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you tomorrow. You're a girl wandering around outside, so you must be careful, careful, and more careful. As long as you trust the wrong person, your life may be ruined." The old lady took the trouble to say said.

Xiaohong patted her back gently and murmured: "It will be fine, it will be fine..."

 She didn't know how to explain it.

But she was extremely convinced that the **** she saw tonight would be able to rescue her and her mother from the sea of ​​suffering.

 Zi hour and a quarter.

 In Feibao's home.

Qin Yao was sitting in the room, with a small jade official seal placed on the table in front of him.

Every time he touched the official seal with his fingers that emitted a faint golden light, a string of characters would float above the official seal, similar to the one-click refresh on a computer...

 But no matter how he refreshed it, he couldn't refresh even a single good deed tonight.

"It's strange. Is it true that there is no moral virtue in helping ghosts? This is not right. Xiaohong's mother is a living person." Qin Yao couldn't understand, but was shocked by this.

If from now on, helping ghosts, or helping people related to ghosts, will not be able to obtain Yin virtue, then he will have to think more about whether to do so when he encounters similar things in the future.

 After all, he has no mother's heart, he doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, and he hates trouble. He should think twice before doing anything that has no direct benefit.

“System, do you know what is going on?” After a long silence, Qin Yao finally remembered that he had someone he could consult.

【Know. 】

"What's going on? Qin Yao was overjoyed and asked hurriedly.

  【10 points of filial piety. 】

Qin Yao's smile froze, and he complained: "It's too much... We promised to help each other, but in the end, we just asked for money."

  【The answer comes from system calculations, and each operation consumes the system's own energy, so the corresponding filial piety value is charged to the host. 】

 Chin Yao: “…”

Although there are countless excuses that can be used to argue directly, is it worth fighting the system for the sake of 10 filial piety points?

Thinking of this, Qin Yao couldn't help but ask: "I want to know more and more who sets your price standards. That guy must be a genius."

  【This can tell you directly that all prices come from programs programmed in advance, and there is no 'person' who supervises and sets prices at any time. 】

Qin Yao: "Then who did this program?"

　　【Your authority is not sufficient for querying. 】

 Chin Yao: “…”

have to.

 There is no need to ask too many questions or even make circumstantial remarks. Insufficient permissions are enough to block all questions!

"Authorize, buckle it, 10 points of filial piety." Qin Yao said seriously after exhaling silently.

 【This time you consume 10 filial piety points, and your current filial piety balance is 108 points. 】

  【The results of the system calculation are as follows: The moral system and the belief system are like two rivers that are not connected. Each has its own operating method and is incompatible...

 Simply put, when it comes to a specific matter, you can only choose one of the two, and there is no possibility of riding on both sides.

Taking a real-life example, the female ghost Xiaohong regards you as a **** and worships her devoutly. All the good deeds you do to her are gifts from God to believers. What you gain is the power of faith and has nothing to do with doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

Probably because you have not officially entered the Yamen Shangpin and achieved the Yin Shen status, you cannot sense the existence of the power of faith. 】

“Isn’t that right?” Qin Yao said suspiciously, “Then why didn’t something similar happen in the Eight Immortals incident?”

　　【Yuan Detai and his family have invited you to have a longevity tablet and worship it day and night. This is out of repayment of gratitude, not to enshrine you as a god.

 The faith they can provide you will be in the incense in the future. Once the incense is cut off, the worship relationship will also be cut off.

 The reward for your moral virtue has nothing to do with this offering of incense.

As for this incident, the female ghost Xiaohong regards you as a god. Even if she does not have to burn incense day and night, as long as she does not change her beliefs, she can provide you with the power of faith anytime and anywhere... The current event will be judged by Heaven as a faith event, and it will no longer be Accumulate virtue and do good deeds.

 Attention, the Heavenly Way in this world has a more advanced computing model than this system, and it is clear which one it is. 】

Qin Yao thought for a while and said, "What if you meet someone who is slow to give faith?

For example, if Yuan Detai’s family gradually regards me as a **** while burning incense day and night, then the evil virtues they have given out before can’t be taken back, right? "

【of course not. But the human heart is also in the calculation of heaven in this world. If you don't show miracles to them again, it will be difficult for them to change their beliefs. For example, would you inexplicably believe in a **** when nothing happened? 】

 Chin Yao: “…”

Nothing happened, and the gods did not benefit him. He only believed in this...

 “What if?”

After a while, Qin Yao emphasized: "I can also use an analogy. I saved a person and got Yin De. After a while, because of some reasons that I don't know how to make up, that person worshiped me as a god. Okay, how do you calculate this?"

　　【…】

 The system really cannot be fixed by him.

 But the money has been collected, so we can only calculate it again.

[Yinde cannot be recovered. If this happens, Tiandao will also proceed according to the original algorithm. Piece-based remuneration is based on an event. Tiandao's system will make independent judgments to determine where this event should be divided. among the rivers. 】

“In other words, it is possible for a person to suffer from both negative virtue and faith?” Qin Yao asked rhetorically.

　　【Existence... Each event will be settled separately, which is the fairness of heaven. 】

Qin Yao tried to find a way to fix the bug, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't think of any relevant theoretical support.

The Tiandao calculation method is one piece at a time, and everything is responded to. There is no delay, and naturally there are no bugs.

Counting on time to turn people's gratitude into faith, the probability is lower than winning the lottery. From a psychological point of view, people's guilt may grow over time, but most gratitude will fade over time. And become shallow, or even die.

　　【The system reminds you not to try to make profits by exploiting loopholes in the way of heaven. When people are destined to die, heaven will not.

The original intention of man's victory over heaven is to change his own destiny, not to predict the way of heaven.

Even if you are lucky enough to defeat Tian Banzi, if Heaven treats you as a bug and directly destroys you physically and mentally, then what is the meaning of your victory? 】

"Strength is the final right of interpretation..." Qin Yao thought thoughtfully, and a flame called expectation suddenly lit up deep in his heart.

In the past, he had been striving for promotion and enlightenment, but subjectively he only regarded it as a process of pursuing immortality, which was not very urgent...

 But the current situation at this moment aroused a strong sense of expectation in him!

 Incense road.

 Believe in the Tao.

 The way of merit.

 To prove the Tao with force.

 …

 Chinese city gods, gods of the land, mostly take the incense path.

Most of the Christian Lords in the West follow the path of faith.

 The legendary Supreme Emperor Wa followed the path of merit and enlightenment.

It is said that Pangu, who created the world, wanted to prove the Tao with his strength.

Three thousand avenues may lead to the same destination through different paths, but the upper limits are definitely different.

 There are some roads that reach the end as soon as you walk, and there is no way forward.

Qin Yao wanted to understand the mysteries of different avenues, and wanted to move from legend to epic, and from epic to myth...



When he gets what he wants, his long-cherished wish will finally become a reality!

 The next morning.

 Historian Courtyard.

Mr. Shi wore a light white embroidered cardigan and held a dark red folding fan made of agarwood in his hand. He walked with the wind in his hand, walked through the courtyard, welcomed the guests to the door, and said with excitement: "Master, you are finally here. ”

 “Are you in a hurry?” the white-haired wizard asked.

“More than anxious, I was tossing and turning and couldn’t sleep at night.” Mr. Shi welcomed him into the courtyard and slapped the folding fan into his palm: “I will never be happy if the guy who slapped me that day is still alive.”

“Have you found out what I asked you to inquire about when we were parted last time?” the white-haired wizard asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Shi's angry expression froze, and he said helplessly: "That guy seemed to have jumped out of a crack in the rocks. I checked for three days, but I only found out that his surname was Qin, and I didn't even know his name."

White-haired wizard: "Without a name and birth date, even if I have witchcraft, I can't kill him."

Mr. Shi reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper the size of a palm: "Although I didn't find the identity information of the surnamed Qin, I bought the real name and birth date of the fat man from the township management office...

He has done bad things to me several times, and he is the same as the guy named Qin. Please ask the Master to try to kill him first. As for the guy named Qin, we will slowly play with him in the future. "

The white-haired wizard took the note, glanced at it, and said, "Three hundred appear in the ocean."

 “No problem.” Mr. Shi said decisively: “When the fat man dies, I will give him both hands.”

The white-haired wizard shook his head: "Before I open the altar, I need a deposit of one hundred and fifty yuan, and no matter whether it is successful or not, the deposit will not be refunded."

Mr. Shi frowned: "Master, my family's money didn't come from the strong wind."

The white-haired wizard turned around and left: "If Mr. Shi doesn't believe me, please hire someone else."

 “I believe, I believe.”

Mr. Shi quickly stepped forward and grabbed the mage's sleeve, and said with a smile: "But I have a small request. After the altar is opened, I want to watch the mage do it and see how you can kill people from a distance."

 “Okay.” The white-haired wizard smiled.

 That night.

 At the second quarter of Xushi.

 Hong’s Restaurant.

Uncle Jiu carefully examined the old lady's eyes and said softly: "The eyes are just pathological changes and have not been exposed to external trauma. They can be treated, but the results will not be too fast."

"How long will it be if it's not too soon?" Qin Yao asked after glancing at Xiao Hong who was silently relieved.

“Take medicine on time and take active treatment, and you will be able to see a glimmer of light in about half a month.” Uncle Jiu responded.

 Xiao Hong’s face was full of surprise: “Only half a month?”

Uncle Jiu laughed dumbly: "Is it soon? If the old lady hadn't missed the best opportunity for treatment, just three doses of medicine would have immediate effects."

Xiaohong sighed: "It's because I didn't take good care of her..."

"Which, can I ask if this medicine is expensive?" The old lady suddenly asked cautiously.

If the price of this medicine is very high and the girl needs to pay her innocence in exchange for it, then she would rather be blind for the rest of her life!

Thinking about the way of faith and looking at his first believer in front of him, Qin Yao said casually: "You don't have to worry about the price. Just leave the purchase of medicine to me."

 Old lady: “…”

Hearing this answer, she felt even more worried, and couldn't help but ask: "Does sir have a crush on my little red?"

 Chin Yao: “???”

“Mom, what are you talking about?” Xiaohong tugged at the corner of her mother’s clothes.

The old lady looked in the direction of the sound and said solemnly: "If you sacrifice yourself in exchange for my eyes to regain their brightness, then what if I can see in the end? By then, I will be in silence. Heartbroken."

 Xiaohong was helpless.

I suddenly realized that sometimes being too vigilant might not be a good thing.

Qin Yao: "Don't worry, old lady. I promise you that I will never ask Xiaohong for anything. The reason why I help her is because she is willing to believe me. From now on, you can take medicine with peace of mind. Time will test everything."

Xiaohong looked at him deeply and shed tears of gratitude...

Even if the other party really asks for something from her at this moment, as long as she can get it, she will definitely not refuse!

"This is the prescription. Let's go get it early tomorrow morning." Uncle Jiu came to the counter, picked up the writing brush for accounting, splashed ink on it, and quickly wrote down a prescription and delivered it to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao took the medicine and said to Xiaohong: "Now take me to where you live. Early tomorrow morning, I will send someone to buy the medicine and deliver it to you."

 “Thank you, Brother Qin.” Xiaohong bowed.

Qin Yao waved his hand, turned to Uncle Jiu and said, "Master, it's getting late now. You and Abao can go home directly without waiting for me."

 “Go, go.” Uncle Jiu smiled slightly.

 “Master, what do you think…”

After watching the two people leave, Fei Bao raised his eyebrows. Just as he said something to Uncle Jiu, his body trembled suddenly, and a hint of black suddenly appeared in his eyes.

 “What do I think?” Uncle Jiu looked puzzled.

Faibao narrowed his eyes, clenched a fist with his right hand, kicked the ground, his figure quickly swept towards Uncle Jiu, and hit Uncle Jiu directly in the heart with a powerful and heavy punch.

"Snapped!"

Uncle Jiu held Fei Bao's punch with one hand, his body motionless, and shouted: "A Bao, what are you doing?"

Fei Bao seemed not to hear what he was saying at all. With his right fist imprisoned, he turned sideways and punched out his left fist. The punch was as fast as lightning, the sound was like thunder, and it was like the clash of wind and thunder, powerful and domineering.

Uncle Jiu knew that Fei Bao had practiced hand kung fu before, but this punch was definitely not something he could have done by himself. His face immediately became solemn, and he pushed his hand into the gap between the fists, and put his palm in the center of Fei Bao's chest, knocking him out. The fat body flew into the air and shouted loudly: "Monster, how dare you!!"

 (End of this chapter)