"Fart, you know what?" The patriarch looked domineering, his goatee began to be stirred by the air coming from his nose, and his two black and white eyes widened.

"Yes, do I understand, you know, since we don't have a topic, then I'll leave first." Luo Zhaoyang pulled Liu Ruxin towards the outside of the door, but before he could take two steps away, Liu Ruxin immediately shook off his hand, then turned around and said to the patriarch: "Patriarch, you can be kind, you let me meet my father." ”

"Why should I help you, do you know that your father hurt my people, if I let him go like this, then how can I explain to my people?" The patriarch turned his back, and he maintained a cold attitude towards Liu Ruxin's heartfelt request.

"Don't you think this is how this should be, I heard that there is a reason for this, and I heard that it was because of this incident that things developed like this?" Luo Zhaoyang also said coldly, although he didn't understand that this was the patriarch fanning the flames and had the meaning of pushing the waves, but everyone who listened to it already understood that Luo Zhaoyang was saying something.

"You want to talk about this Feng Shui?" The patriarch turned around suddenly, his staring eyes looked straight at Luo Zhaoyang, he had never dared to talk to him like this, let alone accuse or question him, and now Luo Zhaoyang dared to speak like this, which made him very unhappy.

"I didn't say it, but if you think I'm talking about it, I won't deny it." Luo Zhaoyang stepped forward and stood in front of Liu Ruxin, for Liu Ruxin's sincere request, Luo Zhaoyang felt that it was a waste of expression, if it was just a heartfelt request that could make the patriarch soft-hearted, then he would not have today's status.

"Bold!" The Hoover in the patriarch's hand was raised again, and just when he raised it, Luo Zhaoyang grabbed his wrist, and the two strong hands suddenly became stronger, with the secret strength of the patriarch, Luo Zhaoyang could feel that although the patriarch was old, the strength was more than his own.

A minute of arm strength struggle, so that Luo Zhaoyang began to slowly get at a disadvantage, seeing that Luo Zhaoyang's hand was about to be broken off by the patriarch, he suddenly let go of his hand, and then his body naturally turned to the side of his body, and suddenly flashed the powerful hand of the patriarch.

"Okay, there are two tricks, I want to see if you really have the ability today." The patriarch suddenly rose, he hadn't made a move for a long time, and he hadn't had an opponent for a long time, he wanted to see what kind of ability the person in front of him dared to contradict himself had today.

As soon as the patriarch's words were finished, his Hoover suddenly reversed and attacked straight towards Luo Zhaoyang, Luo Zhaoyang thought about the moment Luo Yan received just now, he didn't dare to take it, after all, his hands were made of meat, he didn't dare to try it casually, and he couldn't try it casually.

The moves were weirder than the other, Luo Zhaoyang dodged left and right, and there was no chance to fight back at all, and the Hoover in the patriarch's hand was played with a swishing sound, which made Liu Ruxin next to him worry again.

When Luo Zhaoyang was forced to his seat, seeing that the Hoover was about to wave at him, Luo Zhaoyang immediately picked up the saucer on the table, and then raised his hand to block it, and with the wave of the Hoover, Luo Zhaoyang grabbed it, and then said very unceremoniously: "It's no problem to fight, but if you lose, you have to let us see Boss Liu." ”

"What a big breath, you are so confident that you can win me?" The patriarch pulled with his hand and pulled the Hoover who had been caught by Luo Zhaoyang tight, and he expressed his disdain for Luo Zhaoyang's words.

"Of course, don't say that I don't respect the old man." Luo Zhaoyang let go of his hand and jumped away with a 360-degree backflip, his steady landing outperforming the gymnast's landing.

"Okay, if you can win, I'll give you a concession, but if you lose, you'll have to leave something out of you." The patriarch took Hoover away, and when he finished speaking, he swung it out again, and the speed of the swing was as fast as lightning, and the strong wind that Hoover carried made people feel his power from five meters away.

"It's a deal." Luo Zhaoyang casually picked up a chair beside him, but when the chair met the patriarch's Hoover, the chair suddenly cracked out of thin air, and the originally intact chair was reduced to zero in an instant, and the only thing Luo Zhaoyang still held in his hand was the seven-inch-long chair leg.

Luo Zhaoyang took a few steps back, looked at the foot of the chair in his hand, his other hand raised his thumb, and then said coldly: "Benefits, benefits, it is really the treasure knife that is not old, but I am afraid that your treasure knife will be rusty." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me, take it." The patriarch's waving Hoover was like a steel gun pointed directly at Luo Zhaoyang, he had been in retreat for a few months, in addition to comprehending some Buddhism, he was actually practicing, so when dealing with a yellow-haired boy like Luo Zhaoyang, he felt that he didn't have to use all his strength at all, as for Luo Zhaoyang's praise for himself, he had heard it I don't know how many times.

"Guan Shan Moon Knife." Just when the patriarch's hoover like a steel spear stabbed at Luo Zhaoyang, Luo Zhaoyang suddenly shouted, and the foot of a chair in his hand suddenly flew towards the patriarch like a knife, and after flying out of an arc.

The patriarch listened to Luo Zhaoyang's moves, and looked at the foot of the chair that flew towards him, and he immediately took Hoover back and retreated in front of him.

Although Luo Zhaoyang's strength was not as heavy as that of the patriarch, when the patriarch blocked the foot of the chair that flew over, the patriarch still vaguely felt that the tiger's mouth was a little numb, and it was precisely like this that let the patriarch know that he couldn't underestimate the yellow-haired boy in front of him.

The patriarch loosened the hand that was holding Hoover, turned it slightly, so that his somewhat numb hand could be more comfortable, and then said with a sneer: "Good boy, I really underestimated you, you are so ignorant of lifting, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it." Luo Zhaoyang looked at his empty hand, after he paused, although he felt that his chances of winning were not great, but at this time, he had to maintain this momentum, he couldn't let the patriarch see his weak side, and in this battle, he understood that he had to go all out, only succeed, not fail.

"Elder moon salute." The patriarch reported a move, and with his voice, the Hoover in his hand flew over with the foot of Luo Zhaoyang's chair just now, although it was fierce, but it was a bit of a concession.