King of Supernatural Power

Zhang Xiaojian's father reached out his hand to touch Lexus, his face filled with pride.

The neighbor's second aunt had just come back from the ground and saw the car at the entrance. She asked, "Oh, whose car is this?"

"My son's." Zhang Xiaojian's father said arrogantly.

"Pull it down. Your son hasn't been back for four years and has already forgotten about you. " Second Aunt mocked from the side.

"Second Aunt just came back." Zhang Xiaojian said on the side.

Second Aunt blinked her eyes. Only now did she clearly see that it was Zhang Xiaojian. She felt a little embarrassed and slipped away like a wisp of smoke.

"Doggy eyes look down on people." His father scolded in a low voice as he looked at Second Aunt's back.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed, then pulled his father and said: "What are you worrying about, go back into the house, I have brought all of you good things."

When the family of four entered the hall, Zhang Xiaojian took out all of the items from his storage ring.

"How much is that, boy?" "You really don't know how to live, even if you're rich you still have to save money." His mother was nagging him on the side, but her face was filled with happiness.

"Where did you make this up?" Father finally remembered to ask about it.

When Zhang Xiaojian entered the house earlier, he was empty-handed, with nothing at all. How could he get so many things out in the blink of an eye?

Just as Zhang Xiaole was about to speak, she was stopped by Zhang Xiaojian.

"It's a good compressed bag, you guys didn't notice." Zhang Xiaojian explained.

His father was still unrelenting and wanted to see what kind of bag it was. However, because of the smoke, he gave a violent cough.

Zhang Xiaojian patted his father's back and said, "Cough, stop smoking."

His father took a long time to recover. His face was red, and even tears were flowing down his cheeks. "I don't have any hobbies in this life. That's all I have to do," he said. As he spoke, he couldn't bear to throw away the supreme Nanjing in his hands.

Zhang Xiaojian said: "I'll pour some water for you."

Not long after, Zhang Xiaojian poured a bottle of mineral water out and passed it to his mother. He then gave the remaining to his father and sat by the side, smiling as he watched.

"What kind of water is this? It tastes so good." Mother asked, tasting it.

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and did not answer.

His father took two sips and smacked his lips, saying, "Why is it even better than our family's spring water?"

When his father spoke, he no longer coughed. He strangely exclaimed, "Why do I feel like my chest has loosened up a lot?"

Zhang Xiaojian remained silent, smiling merrily.

"Tell me, tell me, there's definitely something fishy going on here." A fine sheen of sweat had formed on her mother's face.

"Mom, your hair is turning black and the wrinkles on your face are gone." Zhang Xiaole discovered a horrifying change.

"Nonsense, how is that possible?" The mother waved her hand.

When he saw his father, he cried out in shock, "Old man, how did you turn into your young self again?"

"Old partner, you too." His father cried out.

The two of them hurriedly went to the front of the mirror. Looking at the person in the mirror, they were stunned.

"Recuperate, child, what did you give us to eat?" the mother asked.

"Mom, as long as there's change. "Let's change it this time." Zhang Xiaojian laughed, pointed to the clothes he bought and said.

His mother took out a set of clothes and praised, "I didn't wear such clothes when I was young. I didn't expect that I would wear such clothes when I was old."

His father also took out his shirt and pants and excitedly went to find a place to change his clothes.

Zhang Xiaojian squatted on the ground, looking at the changes to his father and mother, his heart couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

"Little bitch, what exactly is that thing of yours? Why does it feel like a Spirit Pill of a deity?" His father asked Zhang Xiaojian with his back straightened.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said: "It's a type of water, given by an immortal."

The old man was a little angry as he said, "It's just talk in your sleep. Where did you meet a deity?"

Zhang Xiaojian laughed, he did not get angry, and directly took out the bracelet for his mother.

When Zhang Xiaole saw the bracelet, her eyes shone. She said, "Brother, this material is the same as my jade pendant, where did you get this good stuff?"

His mother obviously liked it as well. "I don't want thousands of dollars for such a good thing," she muttered.

Zhang Xiaole owed her something: "Mom, it's a few thousand, this bracelet is not less than fifty thousand dollars."

"Fifty thousand." This number scared his mother. She quickly put away the bracelet and wrapped it in three layers, saying, "Fifty thousand, no, I can't wear it. If it broke, then it would be in vain."

Her father's face suddenly changed, his expression fluctuating, Zhang Xiaole did not know what she meant.

"Let's cook. I think the children are hungry too." Father said.

When Zhang Xiaole and her mother were cooking, his father called Zhang Xiaojian out of the courtyard and brought out two small stools. The father and son pair sat facing each other.

"Give me one of the cigarettes." Father said.

Zhang Xiaojian was puzzled. Didn't he give his father a pack just now?

The father lit a cigarette and took a drag, saying, "Child, having money is a good thing, but you can't go astray. Tell me the truth, what exactly is going on? "

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and then explained the whole situation.

His father was stunned when he heard it. After hearing what Zhang Xiaojian had said, he finally relaxed and sighed: "These past few years, the person I have been most concerned about is you. I heard that it's not easy outside.

Zhang Xiaojian knew that his father must have been thinking about Zhang Xiaofan.

"I've already sent fifty thousand dollars to my brother. "Don't worry." Zhang Xiaojian said.

At this time, her father's phone call came to her. It was from Zhang Xiaofan.

"Dad, someone called me for 50,000 yuan and left my brother's name, but I couldn't get through. I don't know what the situation is, did brother contact my family?" Zhang Xiaofan was a little anxious.

His father laughed and directly gave the phone to Zhang Xiaojian.

"Bro, I'm home. When are you coming back?" Zhang Xiaojian asked with a smile.

"Um, really, I'll go back in a few days. You gave me the money." Zhang Xiaofan asked.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said: "Hurry back, I'm going to overturn the house in front of us. Two stories of villas, what do you think? "

"Brother, you're not lying to me, right?" Zhang Xiaofan was obviously frightened.

His younger brother wasn't the only one who was frightened. His father, mother, and sister were all frightened.

"What did you say, the villa?" his father asked.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and hung up the phone, nodding his head seriously.

During dinner, Zhang Xiaole said, "Brother, build a villa, you must design a better room for me and make it my room."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded.

At this time, a kid rushed in from outside the door and shouted, "Uncle, it's bad."