Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"Brother Lin, what do you think of yang'er's opinion?" Lieyangzi rarely agreed with his son and asked Lin Xiao back.

Lin Xiao was a little embarrassed. The other two things were very easy. It was only difficult to ask Fu Taiyang to come out. The gap between him and Fu Taiyang is very deep. Will the old guy do anything for himself?

What's more, Fu Taiyang doesn't know where to escape now. He can't even find anyone.

"To be honest, Fu Taiyang and I have some holidays. He may not be willing to help." Lin Xiao said with a bitter smile.

"Oh?" Lieyangzi was stunned. "Brother Lin, if you're talking about the fist bullying conference, I don't think there's so much hatred between the two sides? It should be no problem for me and nun Chuanjing to make peace."

Lin Xiao shook his head. "It's not that simple. Fu Taiyang and his brother Fu Taiyin, I have some very complicated holidays. I can't speak clearly in a few words."

"What should I do?" Huayang said anxiously, "who else can I find? You can't find the bald donkey of awakening. He betrayed the alliance in public. Now he's a street mouse. Shaolin's reputation has been ruined by him. Otherwise... Dad, you try? Everyone may give you face."

The burning sun son turned black and said angrily, "give me a fart! Don't you know who I am? How many people have I offended? You saw the attitude of Qiu Gouzi just now. They will listen to me?"

Huayang hurriedly turned around, "what should we do? It's no good. It's no good waiting for them to unite to denounce brother Lin? It will be difficult for public opinion to rehabilitate him at that time."

"Still use your reminder?" Lieyangzi was also a little worried. He couldn't care what Huayang called Lin Xiao. He stood up at once, his hands behind him, and paced away with a sad face.

"Now only by inviting Fu Taiyang to come out can we turn the world around and get a chance to correct the name of brother Lin..." lieyangzi youyou said, "in this case, we must find a way to solve the gap between brother Lin and Fu Taiyang."

Lin Xiao has been looking for Fu Taiyang. The old boy escaped without success. So far, there has been no news.

Fu Taiyin is still famous in the association of traditional Chinese medicine. Last time, he joined dozens of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners to compete with Lin Xiao for resources. Finally, he was exposed that his medicine was fake and shoddy, and his reputation suddenly fell to the bottom.

As a brother, Fu Taiyang, like a lost dog, hid in his friend's house alone. Although others took care of food and drink, he was dependent on others after all.

Fu Taiyang doesn't have nowhere to go. He just doesn't have the face to see those Wulin colleagues.

Many sects want to invite him to join the battle, but he really has no face to continue going out of the mountain.

Now the position of chairman of the Wushu Association has also been robbed by Lin Xiao. Without this important identity, he has no source of income. In addition, he is getting older and older, so he can't do anything.

"Grandpa, just have some food." A pretty figure stood in front of Fu's sun bed with a little worry in his eyes.

Fu Taiyang is actually not ill. He is just in no mood. He just wants to lie in bed and fool around.

Lin Xiao hit him too hard.

His reputation, once at its zenith, has almost collapsed today. Although people in the Wulin still trust him, he can't pass his psychological level.

"Shaohua, how do you feel after coming back from Kunlun mountain?" Fu Taiyang sat up slowly, motioned Fu Shaohua to put down his dishes and chopsticks, pointed to the next chair and let him sit down.

Fu Shaohua put down his food plate and fruit and sat down rigidly in his chair. He still shuddered at the thought of his experience in Kunlun Mountain, but the benefits were enormous.

"I feel good." Fu Shaohua took a deep breath. "My fist speed is faster, and my body's reaction has more than doubled than in the past. I believe that the precipitation in this month has entered the level of a golden warrior."

Fu Taiyang's eyes brightened, "great! I said that my grandson would not humiliate me. I knew you would carry it and reach a stronger state."

"It's just..." Fu Shaohua mused. "Senior Ding Qiu said that there was a lack of medicine called Millennium ash in the medicine bath at that time, which greatly reduced the effect. Otherwise, I might directly reach the physical quality of the top gold soldiers."

Fu Taiyang smiled. "In fact, there's no need to worry about this. The iron fist power generation skills of our iron fist sect are excellent, and the constitution of gold soldiers is enough to fight those top gold soldiers..."

"Really?" Fu Shaohua was overjoyed.

"Ha ha... Grandpa, my physical quality is only the top of silver, but I was able to compete with the top soldiers of gold, so I was called the king of martial god and iron fist!"

When I think of that year, Fu Taiyang is also a little proud. The color of remembrance and memory in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger. The scenery of that day is infinite. It is not only a legend of the Wulin, but also a powerful sharp knife relied on by the country.

Unfortunately, Fu Taiyang, who is close to the age of 100, is already in the twilight and has no courage of that year.

Since he was driven away by Lin Xiao, Fu Taiyang seems not to care about anything. Except for his high hopes for Fu Shaohua, his grandson, he is not interested in anything else.

Fu Shaohua clenched his fist excitedly. "If only I could copy grandpa's style in those days."

"In fact, you're already famous in Zhennan. If it wasn't Lin Xiao... Cough..." Fu Taiyang came as soon as he mentioned Lin Xiao. He felt stuffy in his chest and trembling in his mouth.

Fu Shaohua's eyes were a little complicated. He said coldly, "I will defeat Lin Xiao and correct the name of our iron fist."

"Hey!" Fu Taiyang sighed, "it's hard! Lin Xiao has a unique talent. He is definitely a rare martial arts talent in a hundred years, and his brain development is also very high. What a martial arts man fears most is that he has wisdom. Such a person is the most difficult to deal with."

"Grandpa, don't you have confidence in me?" Fu Shaohua is a little lost.

"Not without confidence, but to deal with him, we must use our brains and never be able to defeat him."

"But..." Fu Shaohua hesitated. "I don't like intrigues. I just want to defeat him openly."

Fu Taiyang looked at Fu Shaohua seriously and said in a deep voice, "I have given the profound meaning of iron fist to Lin Xiao. It was the result of willing to gamble and admit defeat. I don't regret it, but..."

"Grandpa, what do you mean?" Fu Shaohua thinks Fu Taiyang has something to say.

"If you are against Lin Xiao, if you can force him to use the essence of iron fist, you will have a chance to defeat him!"

Fu Shaohua was stunned and didn't understand what he meant. "How is this possible? If he knows the essence of iron fist and has a better understanding of the secret of our iron fist sect, how can I fight him?"

"Ha ha..." Fu taiyangshen smiled mysteriously, "no, no!"