Chapter 1218: The Degree of Cheapness

Chapter 1218 The degree of cheapness

Things finally entered a white-hot level, Zuo Song and Zuo Bai had no fear, Zuo Yuanfang and Zuo Ren were about to sweat like rain.

"Young Master Zuo Song, although Zuo Xiao is a member of the Red Dragon Hall, protecting Zuo Feng Gongzi can also be said to be the task of the Red Dragon Hall, but this Zuo Xiao also went out after all, and the moment the director of the Zuo Hall ordered him, he was no longer under the control of the Red Dragon Hall, so we won't bother him, let alone go to him if we have a mission." Zuo Ren said an ambiguous word, which made Zuo Song instantly anxious.

"Do you want to say that Zuo Xiao has nothing to do with your Red Dragon Hall, even if Zuo Xiao and Zuo Feng are all dead, they still have nothing to do with your Red Dragon Hall!" Zuo Song roared angrily, giving Zuo Ren a deafening feeling, at this moment, Zuo Song seemed to be the master of this world, and no one could stop him.

"That's not what the old man meant..."

"Then what do you mean!" Without waiting for Zuo Ren to finish speaking, Zuo Song retorted as a matter of course, making Zuo Ren stuck for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Zuo Yuanfang saw Zuo Ren's embarrassed appearance, and hurriedly said: "Young Master Zuo Song, maybe you misunderstood what Lord Zuo Renxiang meant, what he meant was that after Zuo Xiao was sent to protect Young Master Zuo Feng, he didn't have much contact with Chilong Tang, so the contact with him was naturally cut off, so we can't understand and know a lot of what happened to them in time, for example, if we can't contact Young Master Zuo Feng this time, we don't know at all." ”

Zuo Yuanfang's calm handling helped him, and he finally helped Zuo Ren get out of the siege, but their situation still did not improve at all, as long as Zuo Song continued to be aggressive, they were still helpless.

"Hall Master Zuo, do you still want to play a side game, let's be honest with you, our two brothers came this time, my father didn't know, we were really worried that Zuo Feng would have an accident, and even destroy the Red Dragon Hall, so I hid from my father to come to understand the situation, if the Zuo Hall Master still wants to continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb, then you really chill the hearts of our brothers!" Zuo Song made a bitter trick, but although he said it well, the unnaturalness of his expression made the overall effect much inferior, and it seems that his Taoism is still shallow.

"Young Master Zuo Song, we can't contact them, we really don't know about Chilong Hall, if Master Zuo really blames Chilong Hall for this matter, we are really wronged." In contrast, Zuo Yuanfang's acting skills are much superb, at least people can't tell whether his words are true or false, but Zuo Song is different, when he says a lie, the expression on his face can be seen at a glance, of course, this can't be blamed on him, after all, he is still a child in his early twenties, and it is not easy to be cheap to this extent.

"Okay, I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, as long as we know that Zuo Feng really has an accident, I promise to join you in front of my father, so that you can treat my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!" Zuo Song said fiercely, and even the squeaky sound of his gritted teeth could be clearly heard.

Zuo Yuanfang showed an indifferent expression, but his heart was not so relaxed, he wanted to tell the truth, but at the same time, he also knew that even if he confessed, he couldn't explain it to them, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

"Brother Song, they are broken cars, they have to be kicked, you are so kind, how can they tell the truth, let me come!" Zuo Bai pinched his waist with both hands, and he had a posture of blowing his beard and staring.

However, Zuo Bai is indeed a bit brainless, he is just the strength of the third order of the Heavenly Spirit, and the strength of the two on the opposite side is the realm of the immortal level, are you still kicking, kicking the hair?

However, Zuo Song didn't stop him, and now he is a little tired, so let's change his younger brother to battle, after all, the strength of two people is better than one **, even if his younger brother is sometimes very two.

Zuo Yuanfang and Zuo Ren sighed in their hearts, the two of them knew very well in their hearts that this Zuo Bai was definitely a stunned young person, with no brains, but he often spoke amazingly, and more importantly, this guy was easy to make others unable to get off the stage, which was the most terrifying part.

"I said two, my brother Song has a good temper, just reasoning with you, but you don't listen, then, I'll play some real combat for you, how about it?" Zuo Bai showed a weird smile, giving people a feeling of confidence and victory.

Zuo Yuanfang and Zuo Ren didn't speak, they just looked at Zuo Bai cautiously, he knew that this guy was going to start making cheap things again.

"Okay, you guys pretend to be dumb, right, that's equivalent to acquiescence, okay, since you agreed, then I'll start!" Zuo Bai rolled up his sleeves and put one leg directly on the chair, just like the feeling of shouting.

"Now, at this moment, I ask the two of you to contact Zuo Xiao for me immediately, and ask him to hurry back to Chilong Hall, because Zuo Zhangmen misses Zuo Feng and wants to see him, Zuo Xiao, as a bodyguard, should get back immediately, do you hear it, call Zuo Xiao back quickly, be quick, hurry up, just now!" Zuo Bai was like a ruffian hooligan, and said something that made people hate it.

At first glance, Zuo Bai's words were still so brainless, but they were stumbled upon by mistake and turned into a pretty beautiful strategy, and it was a bit of a snake fight.

Zuo Song frowned, thinking about Zuo Bai's words, but when he saw that Zuo Ren and Zuo Yuanfang's brows were about to twist into twists, he suddenly figured it out, and couldn't help admiring his younger brother, what a talent!

It's no wonder that Zuo Ren and Zuo Yuanfang's brows will be twisted, let Zuo Xiao come back quickly, is this nonsense, that guy has already gone to hell, is it possible to ask for someone for the Lord of Hades.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and call Zuo Xiao to come back, what do you mean by not talking!" Zuo Bai continued to shout unrelentingly, quite like the chengguan who maintained law and order on the street, because they were all the same domineering side leaks.

Seeing that it was no longer possible to speak, Zuo Ren was also very entangled and said: "Young Master Zuo Bai, this kind of thing, something is not right..."

"Shut the fuck, what qualifications do you have to speak, you bad old man, I asked the hall master Zuo, I didn't ask you, shut up the stinky mouth, and then fucking scream careful I smoke you." Zuo Bai is really domineering, a cultivator of the third order of the Heavenly Spirit actually dares to smoke a cultivator of the first order of the Immortal Spirit, it is simply looking for death, even if he is the son of Zuo Shitian, Zuo Ren is not a wooden stake, it is really annoying, it is a big deal.

Zuo Ren trembled with anger, but in order to take care of the overall situation, he also endured it for the time being, and even gave Zuo Yuanfang a color, signaling him not to tell the truth.

"Smack." Zuo Bai slapped Zuo Ren on the neck, of course, he didn't dare to slap his face, he knew that old guys love face, if he insulted him, maybe he would fight with himself.

"Look at what he is doing, do you still send Qiu Bo secretly with his eyebrows, let me tell you, be honest, don't discharge me indiscriminately!" When Zuo Bai said this, he was also a little scared, because he had clearly seen Zuo Ren's murderous gaze, as if he would really fight with him if he hit a little higher.

In fact, it's not that Zuo Ren can't avoid Zuo Bai's slap, but he didn't expect Zuo Bai to do it to himself, in the sect, although Zuo Bai is not an orthodox heir, but he is also a young master, the young master pumps himself, Zuo Ren will definitely not dare to dodge, this is pedantic traditional thinking.