Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Hey, old naughty boy, you fell into my hands this time." Lin Pingzhi smiled and touched Zhou Botong's body.

Now it's not the first time he has done acupuncture.

So Zhou Botong was just unable to move, but he was still able to speak.

"Stinky boy, why are you touching my acupuncture points? Untie it for me." Zhou Botong said cursingly.

"Do you admit defeat?" Lin Pingzhi walked around the immobile Zhou Botong and asked with a smile.

"If you want me to admit defeat, how is it possible?" Zhou Botong said with an upturned nose, unwilling to show weakness.

Seeing this situation, Ma Yu and the others were thinking about what to do.

But Lin Pingzhi already has a solution.

"Hey." Lin Pingzhi tapped Zhou Botong's laugh point directly, "Do you admit defeat?"

"Hahaha no hahahahahahahaha..." Zhou Botong laughed wildly, "Hello hahaha sinister hahaha."

"Is it sinister for me to just click on your laugh point?" Lin Pingzhi asked proudly, shaking his head.

"Hahaha...I hahaha...recognize hahaha..." Zhou Botong burst into tears as he laughed.

Lin Pingzhi seemed to have heard Zhou Botong say to admit defeat, so he made another point directly, and relieved Zhou Botong's laugh point.

"Have you admitted defeat?" Lin Pingzhi asked with a smile.

"I admit it, but I'm not convinced." Zhou Botong gave Lin Ping a glance, and he could see that he was very unwilling.

"What are you dissatisfied with? If I beat you again, I won't be able to beat me. Could it be that I beat you to death?" Lin Pingzhi said.

Then he looked at Ma Yu and the others.

"Master Ma, you heard it too, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong surrendered in this bet." Lin Pingzhi looked towards Ma Yu.

Ma Yu's expression was a bit perplexed, on the one hand was his benefactor, and on the other was his uncle.

But thinking about the face of his Quanzhen sect, he gritted his teeth and announced: "Young Master Mingyue wins."

After Ma Yu announced, Lin Pingzhi untied Zhou Botong's acupoints with confidence.

As a result, Zhou Botong looked unwilling and didn't even look at Zhou Botong.

"Are you not convinced?" Lin Pingzhi asked Zhou Botong when he saw Zhou Botong like this.

"I don't accept it, you didn't fight me and I admit defeat." Zhou Botong raised his nostrils and did not look at Lin Pingzhi.

"I tapped your acupoints, and it's not difficult for me to kill you, why don't you accept it." Lin Pingzhi said, "I didn't expect Chongyang Master's junior to be a mangy dog, I bet you won't admit it."

"Nonsense! Nonsense!" Zhou Botong stomped his feet, and ran up to Lin Pingzhi angrily, "Who says I dare not admit it, just tell me, it's just one thing."

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Zhou Botong with a smile, and then looked at the Seven Masters of the Quanzhen: "My dear fellows, you all heard that, your uncle is willing to bet and admit defeat."

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen nodded helplessly. That was their uncle, and they didn't dare to speak at all.

"Hurry up, it's just one thing!" Zhou Botong shouted.

"This matter is very simple." Lin Pingzhi stopped suddenly, and seeing Zhou Botong listening attentively, he continued, "You will always listen to me from now on."

Lin Pingzhi's words made Zhou Botong's seven orifices smoke with anger.

how can that be!

This is just one thing.

"Impossible!" Zhou Botong immediately refused, he loves to play, but it doesn't mean he is a fool.

"Then you are a mangy dog ​​who dares to bet and dare not recognize." Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhou Botong.

As a result, Zhou Botong didn't get excited anymore.

"A mangy dog ​​is a mangy dog, it's impossible to listen to you in the future." Zhou Botong turned his head and didn't look at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect Zhou Botong to lose face this week, and suddenly felt a little difficult.

"Since this is the case, then I have no choice but to publicize that Chongyang Zhenren's junior brother, Zhou Botong, is a mangy dog ​​that I can't even recognize." Lin Pingzhi could only use Wang Chongyang to provoke him.

"How dare you!" Zhou Botong glared at Lin Pingzhi.

"Look if I dare!" Lin Pingzhi also stared back at Zhou Botong.

"You!" Zhou Botong pointed at Lin Pingzhi, panting heavily, obviously very angry.

He was okay at first, but Lin Pingzhi chose to attract his senior brother Wang Chongyang, and Zhou Botong had always owed his senior brother, so Zhou Botong had no choice but to just leave.

"Okay! I'll listen, but only one thing a year." Zhou Botong began to discuss conditions with Lin Pingzhi.

"It's impossible to do one thing a year, look at how old you are." Lin Pingzhi said with disgust, "You must not be many years away from death, one thing a year, how many things can you do?" what?"

"You're talking nonsense, you're dead and I'm not dead." Zhou Botong died of anger, but there was nothing he could do with Lin Pingzhi.

You can't beat it again, and you lose the bet.

"Ten things to do in a year!" Lin Pingzhi said, "If you don't have ten things to do in a year, it won't add up."

Hearing what Lin Pingzhi said, Zhou Botong thought to himself that this plan is okay, ten things a year, that means that as long as he can't be found by him, then he doesn't have to do a single thing?

Thinking of this, Zhou Botong had already made up his mind to avoid Lin Pingzhi from now on, so that he would not have to do anything in the future.