Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

When Zhou Botong heard Lin Pingzhi mention his senior brother, his eyes widened to see what Lin Pingzhi had to say.

"Zhong Shentong is just a nickname given by friends in the world. As for being invincible, no one can say." Ma Yu said modestly.

"That's right, but I heard that your uncle Zhou Botong was beaten by your master at every turn." Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhou Botong who was squatting on the ground.

When Ma Yu and the others heard Lin Pingzhi say this suddenly, they were instantly embarrassed.

My own uncle is on the side.

"Ahem..." Qiu Chuji coughed twice, before Lin Pingzhi stopped talking.

But how could Lin Pingzhi listen?

"Do you think so?" Lin Pingzhi asked Zhou Botong.

Originally Zhou Botong thought that he was beaten by his senior brother before, although he was a little depressed, but it was the truth.

Who would have thought that Lin Pingzhi would not let him go, and would force him to question him.

This made Zhou Botong anxious.

"You fart!" Zhou Botong stomped his feet angrily and said, "And your fart still stinks!"

Seeing Zhou Botong's angry look, Lin Pingzhi felt that the plot had succeeded.

"Isn't there?" Lin Pingzhi asked back.

"Of course not, my senior brother treated me very well back then!" Zhou Botong snorted.

"Then why don't you treat your nephews better?" Lin Pingzhi said hastily, striking while the iron was hot.

Zhou Botong was at a loss for words, he had blurted out that he would treat his apprentice as his senior brother treated him.

But he suddenly thought, if he said that, wouldn't it mean that he was often beaten by his senior brother?

He rolled his eyes and looked at Lin Pingzhi.

"I see, you little fox." Zhou Botong seemed to jump up because he understood Lin Pingzhi's thoughts, "You just want to stand up for them, don't you?"

"Exactly." Lin Pingzhi nodded with a smile.

Although Ma Yuqiu Chuji and others on the side were grateful, they dared not say anything under the current situation.

"Young Master Mingyue...or forget it?" Ma Yu asked softly, although his uncle made him feel helpless, but it was his uncle after all.

And Lin Pingzhi is the benefactor of his Quanzhen Sect, which makes Ma Yu a little bit alien.

"Boy Ma, go away." Zhou Botong jumped up and slapped Ma Yu on the forehead.

Although he didn't use his internal strength, he still pushed Ma Yu several meters away.

"Master Uncle..." Qiu Chuji called hastily.

"Everyone go away, everyone go away." Zhou Botong waved his hands and drove the Quanzhen Seven Sons away.

There was nothing Ma Yu and the others could do.

"Boy, come and fight, and I will obey you if you win." Zhou Botong shouted excitedly.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly had an amusing idea.

"I heard that Guo Jing is your sworn brother?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

"Yes, why are you my brother Guo?" Zhou Botong asked curiously.

"do not know"

"Then what did you say?"

Zhou Botong said bitterly, making him happy for nothing.

"How about we make a bet?" Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

When Zhou Botong heard it, he immediately became interested.

"Okay, okay, what bet, I like betting the most!" Zhou Botong jumped up excitedly.

There was a smile on the corner of Lin Pingzhi's mouth, it was fun now.

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"Hurry up, hurry up, how to bet!" Zhou Botong said eagerly.

"In this way, if you win, you can ask me to do three things arbitrarily, and I must agree." Lin Pingzhi said.

When Zhou Botong heard it, it was fun.

"If you are asked to touch the ass of the widow of the king under the mountain, will you go too?" Zhou Botong said with a smile.

When Ma Yu and others heard Zhou Botong's words, they all covered their faces.

How could there be such an uncle!

We don't know him.

"Go! You must go. You said three things." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

"Then what if I lose?" Zhou Botong asked with staring eyes, he was not stupid so he had to ask clearly.