Metropolis Super Mercenary King

Fang Bo Wen came with a cold saying: "not with you, solve the problem with fist!"

"Pa!" Fang Hao directly hit on fangbowen's head, and immediately let Fang Bowen show his teeth.

"Made, I will serve people with reason and morality, and I will be rational in everything!" Fang Hao is a serious man.

"Well I know, I'm talking with my fist, my mother said

“……” Fang Hao was depressed immediately. How the child taught him mother, this mouth is still very strong!

But suddenly, Fang Bowen, like a small adult, said, "Dad, when you came back last time, how was it like another appearance? How are you looking like now? Can there be seventy-two changes in cultivation to a high level? "

"The seventy-two changes of fart, which is the yuan God lived in another person's body. Last time I came back with the yuan God, this time, he came back with the original God. By the way, I see, what degree of cultivation you have achieved!"

Said, Fang Hao eyes cold look to Fang Bo Wen.

In a moment, Fang felt as if he had fallen into the ice cellar, as if the blood and soul were frozen.

After a moment, Fang Bowen felt loose and looked at Fang Hao: "how are you doing? My mother said I was a genius. "

Fang Hao said: "genius farts, continue to cultivate, not use internal strength."

"I won't, you teach me how to use my inner strength. I feel angry, but I can't help it, otherwise I don't have to beat my brothers today." Fang Bo Wen is very eager to see Fang Hao.

Fang Hao said with a smile: "I used to fight with my body for more than 20 years. You boy wanted to use it now. There was no family. I was honest and I would like to exercise my body. When it is appropriate, I will teach you how to use the magic."

"But why!" Fang Bo Wen is not satisfied.

Fang Hao muttered in his heart that I had no use in the past 20 years. You boy should continue for at least 20 years.

"You just practice, this is called thick hair, and when it is certain, you can fly into the sky."

Fang Bo Wen said nothing more. Anyway, he would not teach him.

Soon after, Fang Bowen suddenly said, "Dad, will you go this time?"

Fang Bowen was very calm when he spoke. He was not as calm as he should have been at this age.

Fang Hao smiled: "yes, but someday, I will come back, and then we will be together."

"You are all lying to children. I am not a child!" Fang Bowen stared at Fang Hao.

"Hey, stinky boy, dare to turn my eyes on me."

Fang Bowen was silent, not speaking, as if a small grade, had a deep heart.

Fang Hao thinks that this time he comes back, this boy has changed a little bit, and he seems to be an adult.

At this time, at the school gate, several military buses stopped to block the school door.

A line of men in military uniform jumped out of the car and rushed in quickly.

The security guard was about to intercept, but was directly used by the gun to come back.

The first man with the rank of major came in with him and shouted, "who dare to move my son, the headmaster, will come out to Laozi!"

A school official, in Huaxia, is also a good rank, and young, at first glance, the future is unlimited.

At the moment, the principal and Xiao Qi came out of it.

This seven is one of Wen Mengji's bodyguards, born with a strong back and back.

The headmaster took out the corner of his eyes, neither side of which he could offend, worried about it, and hurriedly looked at Xiao Qi.

"Old headmaster, you don't have to worry, I will meet this minister."

The headmaster is hard to get, hear this sentence, simply stand aside to see, also not past.

Wang Hu saw a line of black men come over, and the momentum was very strong, not less than them.

Wang Hu, with a black face, "is that the parent of my son?"

Xiao Qi looked at Wang Hu and said calmly, "yes, you came here just right now, and taught your son well. At a young age, he was gang-oriented. Would you like to fight with Laozi Qingyi group later?"

"Qingyi group?" Wang Hu, shrinking his pupils, frowned: "the black forces are rampant indeed. The hand is actually reaching the primary school. It is better to let your son quit school, lose money and get rid of it!"

"Oh, Minister Wang is so big. I didn't plan to say anything. Since you said that, I think your son is still a good student. Twenty dozen dozen of my young masters have been beaten. It is useless. It is also disgraceful to stay here." Xiao Qi sees the other side tone is not good, naturally also does not have good face.

Wang Hu was furious: "you black forces, our minister did not go to you, you have provoked this minister to come up, remember, roll away a little bit, otherwise, don't blame me for not being considerate."

"What a big tone!" the little seven face suddenly gave a chill"The headmaster, if you come out to me, whoever injures my son must be severely punished. Otherwise, the minister will tell your superior leaders where to go and see who dares to practise favoritism." Wang Hu is majestic. After all, he was born in the army.

It's hard for the headmaster to come out at this time.

But at this time, Fang Hao came out with Fang Bowen.

When Xiao Qi saw Fang Hao, Xiao Qi's face was full of incredible shock.

Staring at Fang Hao, he even thought that he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes hard. His eyes were red, but he heard that Fang Hao did not have a good airway: "if you are blind, you can't see Laozi. You don't have any eyesight!"

At this time, Wang Daqiang and others who were beaten by Fang Bowen were brought out by Wang Hu's people.

Wang Daqiang pointed to Fang Bowen and said, "Dad, he hit me, and they were all beaten by him."

Wang Hu looked at the 20 students who were bruised and bruised to varying degrees. Wang Hu felt a little depressed and waited for Wang Daqiang: "he beat you 20 odd by himself?"

"Yes, this boy is a practitioner. He is very good." Wang Daqiang's face was full of anger. Although he looked a little miserable, when he saw his Laozi coming, he was very confident and arrogant.

Wang Hu then looked at Fang Hao: "are you the boy brother?"

Fang Hao was stunned, then he did not have a good way: "I am his Laozi!"

"Ah? So young? " Wang Hu is rather strange. After all, Fang Hao is in his early twenties, and Fang Bowen is nearly ten years old. It is estimated that few people believe that he is father and son.

Fang Hao said with a smile: "it's OK, not too old."

"No matter whether you or not, your son injured my son. What's the matter?" Wang Hu said with a black face.

Fang Hao looked at more than 20 black and blue faced boys over there, and said with a smile: "more than 20 people beat my son, and they all look like this. If it's Laozi's words, I'm sorry to say that. Do you think it's very glorious?"