Metropolis Super Mercenary King

"Keep it down. I can't teach you when your mother hears." The little old man looked into the villa like a thief.

However, Fang Haoru was struck by lightning and stood stiff not far away. The little old man was Wen Mengji's father-in-law, wenmengji's father-in-law, and his father-in-law, humanistic Jianghuai, and the little fart child was his son Fang Bowen!

But what made him stiff was not because of their identity, but because he felt a kind of breath that made his heart surge.

Fang Hao's eyes were fixed on his son's chest. Although he was wearing clothes, Fang Hao could feel that Fang Bowen's chest and zhongdantian's position concealed a breath that made him very familiar.

If he was not strong, ordinary people in the Wulin could not feel it. It was extremely weak, but it was indeed there.

"No way! How can this son of a bitch have a family mark Fang Hao kept asking in his heart, but he couldn't find the answer at all. This is a fantastic thing in itself.

In his impression, after all of them had to learn from their masters, the helmsman of a certain sect urged the sacred stone which was worshipped as the representative of the sect with mysterious and secret methods, and put the mark on the disciples.

But where did Fang Bo Wen's clan mark come from? Where did he come from?

At this time, Fang Bowen curiously looked at Fang Hao who was not far away.

Fang Bowen was surprised: "grandfather, his eyes are like my father's!"

"You little boy, don't talk nonsense, or your father will come back to clean you up!" Wen Jianghuai said with a smile.

"It's very much the same." Fang Bowen complained.

Walking in front of Feng Quan see Fang Hao did not follow up, this time really angry: "Li you, what do you do! Do you want me to call to complain to you? "

Fang Hao looked at his son deeply, frowned and walked out of the villa.

Soon, he returned the clothes and toolbox to a man not far from the villa. Fang Hao laughed and took out 200 yuan: "Li you, this is the final payment!"

Li you saw the money and immediately said with a smile, "brother, keep your promise."

Immediately, Li you looked at the villa side, suddenly very serious persuasion way: "brother, although the hostess in the villa is the same as the fairy, but I advise brother you still don't go around, otherwise you don't know how to die."

"Who says I'm going to mess around, you think too much!" Fang Hao rolled his eyes.

Where can Li you believe: "who are you getting? Give me two hundred deposits, two hundred tails, and 400 yuan to help me repair the natural gas road. You have no purpose. Who can believe it? "

Fang Hao didn't want to talk nonsense with Li you, so he turned around and left.

Li you in the back is still chattering: "if you don't listen to the old man's words, you'll suffer losses in front of you. That's not an ordinary family. If you don't want to die, you really have to make any plans!"

Fang Hao is still in a state of shock at the moment when he thinks of the ancestral mark on Fang Bowen.

After a long time, Fang Haocai recovered from his thoughts and sighed: "this is more and more mysterious!"

Fang Hao took out the remaining 100 yuan in his pocket and muttered: "Lu Wushuang, this guy, can't give more money!"

He went to a shop and bought a pack of cigarettes. When Fang Hao lit it up and took a deep breath, he was intoxicated: "six years ago, the same formula, the same taste!"

I bought a pack of cigarettes for 20 yuan, a lighter for 1 yuan, and I still had 79 yuan. I still have two days. How can I live.

If he were his own body, he would not eat for a month, but his body was really bad.

All of a sudden, Fang Hao thought of an old friend and his eyes lit up.

Walking to a small restaurant, looking at the sign above: Laowang restaurant.

Fang Hao is very happy. It seems that Lao Wang is still working.

Walking in, I saw Lao Wang greeting the guests. Although six years have passed, Lao Wang's demeanor is still the same. His pot is very agile.

Fang Hao quickly called out: "Lao Wang, let's have a plate of peanuts, another fried small yellow croaker, wind blown ribs, and a jin of sorghum wine!"

With that, he sat down excitedly.

But no one answered. Fang Hao looked up and saw Lao Wang holding out his head and staring at him. Seeing that he also looked up, Lao Wang showed doubts on his face, but he still said with a smile: "no problem, wait a moment!"

Soon, three dishes were served. Fang Hao gave himself a large glass of white wine and dried it directly.

After drinking, Fang Hao called it comfortable, and the spirits on the top were not as strong as those in the lower bound. For a guy like Fang Hao, the stronger the better, it was naturally the wine from the lower boundary that was enough to taste.

After eating the food, Fang Hao felt that this was the enjoyment. Although the wine was called Qiongjiang Yulu and the food was delicacy and seafood, for Fang Hao, he had just returned from Africa to Zhonghai city. Lao Wang, the landlord, made delicious dishes.

After Lao Wang finished, he came out and saw that no one ordered. He sat opposite Fang Hao and looked at him suspiciously with a pair of eyes: "little brother, your voice is very similar to a person I knew before.""Yes, I don't know." Fang Hao pretended to be stupid.

"Hey, you don't look like me. You don't look like me." Lao Wang said with a smile.

Fang Hao listened, immediately a face of depression, no good airway: "I am a guest, you talk like this?"

"Don't be angry, little brother. I just have some feelings. I haven't seen that boy for many years."

"What do you think of him for? Do you owe you money? " Fang Haomei Zizi drank a mouthful of wine, a comfortable face.

"Grass, face and drink like." Lao Wang said sincerely.

“……” Fang Hao is too lazy to talk to the old guy.

Lao Wang suddenly sighed: "that boy didn't owe me money, but he did harm to my niece!"

"Did you harm your niece, did the boy harm your niece?" Fang Hao is really curious. When did he hurt his niece yuan shu'er.

If it wasn't for him, where could yuan shu'er go to work in the Yunshi group? That shy red face is very strong. Although he is a man who wants to protect himself, it is really hard to find a decent job.

Lao Wang glared at Fang Hao, but he didn't have a good way: "your mouth is as bad as that smelly boy!"

But then, Lao Wang said with a wry smile, "my niece is 28-9 years old, and I haven't got a target yet. I'm so anxious to be an uncle."

"The parents are not anxious. What are you worried about? And your niece is not anxious. What's the use of your urgency? By the way, how can you blame that boy?" Fang Hao despised Lao Wang.

Old Wang immediately angry: "why not strange, my niece said to look for him like that, where to find, high vision, where to find, say that stinky boy is not human at all!"

Fang Hao was furious: "grass, how can it not be a human being?"