After hearing that Zhao Jingru actually slapped Zhao Jingfeng for Xiao Han, and was going to report the matter to Old Man Zhao, both of them had strange expressions on their faces.

Looking at Xiao Han, in addition to shock, there was more fear.

Zhao Jingru's attitude undoubtedly shows everything, and compared to Zhao Jingfeng, Xiao Han's weight is obviously more important.

It is so important that even if he beats Zhao Jingfeng and injures Song Xiaofei, the Zhao family has to endure this breath and consider his attitude.

Although it is said that the family is ruthless, the family also wants to be faced, and it can be seen from this incident that the Zhao family did put Xiao Han on an equal footing with the entire Zhao family.

Not to mention how shocked the hearts of the two of them were, how long has it been since Xiao Han became the leading boss of Haihe City, he has grown to this point.

Although I had thought that a small Haihe City would definitely not be able to accommodate him as a hidden dragon, and sooner or later he would soar into the sky, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly and so suddenly.

The two of them weren't ready yet, and Xiao Han had already reached the point where even they needed to look up.

In a small courtyard on the mountainside of the Zhao family, Zhao Gubing, Zhao Jingru and Song Lao all looked respectfully at the rickety old man in front of him who was watering the flowers and plants with his back to them.

"Say, what's so anxious?" came the old man's vicissitudes of life.

Zhao Gubing took a deep breath and told the old man what happened in the Zhao family just now.

After hearing that it was Xiao Han who caused it, the old man's watering hand obviously paused, and then returned to normal, when he heard that Zhao Jingfeng had a conflict with him.

Not only did the old man not blame Xiao Han, but there was a little more smile on his face.

"Jing Feng's character is too arrogant, he should also be taught a lesson, this time Xiao Han is right. The old man nodded and agreed: "Gu Bing, don't pursue this matter, it's right to teach Jing Feng some lessons, if you can, let Xiao Han write him more lessons, as long as you don't cripple people, let him toss, if the second child has any opinions, let him come to me directly." ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Zhao Gubing's face, he knew that the old man said this, which meant that he was already disappointed in the second family and Zhao Jingfeng, the grandson.

This old man is the old man Zhao that Xiao Han saw last time at the Haihe City Medical Association, Zhao Liangyun is also the previous generation of the head of the entire Zhao family, even now he is no longer the head of the Zhao family, his status in the Zhao family is still not weak, Zhao Gubing needs to ask him for advice on anything.

Then Song Lao whispered the rest of the things, and when he heard that Xiao Han actually had the strength of a martial arts master, the old man couldn't sit still for the first time, put down the kettle in his hand, turned around, and looked at several of them with a shocked face.

"Are you sure? The old man said in surprise.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Song Lao, but this matter is too unbelievable, a martial arts master in his twenties, this is something that even Sun Baoteng can't do, if this matter spreads, I'm afraid the entire Huaxia martial arts world will be boiling.

In this era when the divine realm does not come out, the grandmaster is already considered to be the pinnacle of martial arts, even if he is new to the grandmaster realm, it is already very shocking.

The current Huaxia grandmaster is not an old man in his seventies and eighties, and those who can break through in their fifties are already considered geniuses, like Sun Baoteng, who became a grandmaster in his thirties, and are praised by the entire Huaxia martial arts world as a demon that is rare in a thousand years.

Wouldn't Xiao Han, who became a grandmaster in his twenties, be called a grandmaster who is rare in 10,000 years, and the history of China is only 5,000 years.

In this way, isn't he the first person with ancient and modern martial arts talents?

Song Lao didn't believe it when he saw Old Man Zhao's face, and he didn't get angry, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that there was such a young young grandmaster in this world.

At the age of twenty-somethings, he has walked a position that many people have never walked in their lifetime.

"If it weren't for that, how would I be willing to cut off my arm to quench the Grandmaster's wrath. Song Lao said with a wry smile.

Zhao Liangyun glanced at Song Lao's drooping arm, nodded slightly, with his endorsement, he finally believed in Xiao Han's strength.

"It seems that I can't participate in this martial arts conference, so I'm really sorry for you. Song Lao said apologetically.

His arm is now useless, and although he used ingenuity when shooting, he will not leave any dark injuries in the future, but it will take a lot of time to heal.

Jiangbei's martial arts tournament will be held in a week, and his injuries will definitely not be cured.

"It's okay, this matter can be regarded as my Zhao family has affected you, Song Lao will live in my Zhao family now, and he will leave after healing his injury. Zhao Gubing said with a smile.

Zhao Liangyun didn't say much.

Like this kind of favor that does not cost anything, the Zhao family will naturally not be reluctant, even if he can't win over Song Lao, he can still remember a favor from the Zhao family.

"But if Elder Song can't play, who will the Zhao family send to play this year?" Zhao Jingru said with a frown.

There was silence all around.

Although the name of the martial arts tournament is named, it is not just an exchange of martial arts.

This is actually a way for the major families in Jiangbei to distribute interests and resolve contradictions, and the Zhao family is not very enthusiastic about martial arts conferences in previous years because more of the center is placed on the political and military circles.

But this year, the Zhao Group and the Zhou family took a fancy to a piece of land at the same time, and the two families had been fighting for two months, and neither of them could help each other, so they had to agree to settle the matter at the martial arts conference.

I heard that the Zhou family specially invited a Muay Thai master from Thailand for this reason, and the Zhao family found Song Lao.

Originally, this matter was already nine out of ten, after all, Song Lao was a well-known martial arts master outside the province, and his strength in the middle of the real realm was not a problem, and it was not a problem for a pair of iron fists to shake mountains and destroy stones, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

At this moment, Song Lao's arm was broken, and there was no way to fight.

Old Man Zhao's face finally showed an angry face, and Zhao Jingru and Zhao Gubing looked at each other and smiled.

This time, it depends on how the second child is still competing with him for the position of the head of the family.

"I don't know if Song Lao has friends in this area who can solve the urgent needs of the Zhao family now?" Zhao Liangyun looked at Song Xiaofei on the side and asked expectantly.

Now I can only hope that Song Lao's path is wild enough, and he can find a strong master to help the Zhao family support the field in a week, otherwise the land can only be handed over to the Zhou family.

"Brother Zhao, you are blind, where do you need me to find it, will the real person be in front of you soon?"

"Brother Song means...... Let's go invite Xiao Han?" Zhao Liangyun said.

Zhao Jingru and Zhao Gubing's eyes lit up.

That's right, since Xiao Han can force Song Lao to cut off his arm, whether he is a real martial arts master or not, his strength must be stronger than Song Lao.

Now that Song Lao is no longer able to fight, Xiao Han is not the best candidate.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.