The road is far away!

With Mo Lingxi, Mo Lingxi dressed up as Tang Solo.

With a mole, a fox and a big-breasted phoenix.

The Red Devils and Satan chased after them.

The real Tang solo dance secretly stayed in Shangjing.

Tang Duwu now has two tasks. First, secretly build that island. Second, staring at Zhao Changkong and secretly protecting Chenxi Tang Rusheng's family.

But Zhao Changkong is already crazy!

Without the Red Devil Legion, Zhao Changkong, Zhao Ye, still has many capable people under him, and there are still countless dead soldiers.

There were twelve people around him, and he was famous in the Tao.

Known as the Four Heavenly Kings and the Eight King Kongs.

Tang Duwu was wanted and couldn't show up at all.

Even if he secretly went to Zhao Changkong and killed the Four Heavenly Kings and Eight King Kongs, I am afraid that he would die unexpectedly.

She's passive.

She and Lu Yuan are far away in China, and they have reached a dead end, but with the hope of robots, they still can't break the jar.

One man found her.

Tang Duwu didn't treat this gambler much.

Wei Jiude didn't care at all.

When the two met, Wei Jiude was wearing a short cardigan, like a member of the Republic of China, coiled with beads, wearing a jade wrench, with a high posture, straight to the point: "I haven't seen the boss of the road for a while, grandpa, I am a little tight, and I need to be filial!"

Tang Duwu knew that he was the key figure.

But this posture, this person's character, is really unpleasant.

Tang Duwu frowned and said, "There may not be a long way to go in the future." ”

Wei Jiude sneered: "What's the matter? Lu Yuan is going to die?"

Tang Duwu had a calm face: "That's right! He died nine times for life, and in the future, no one will honor you!"

Wei Jiude: "Then this last filial piety, I want to ask more." ”

Tang Duwu was impatient: "How much?"

Wei Jiude: "My cheap son will be healthy and prosperous all his life!"

Tang Duwu drove people away: "Get out!" I will arrange for Wei Zixian to go abroad and give him an inheritance, as long as he is not as good as you to gamble, he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life!"

Wei Jiude laughed: "The female doll should be glad that she is Lu Yuan's sister, otherwise she ......"

Tang Duwu sneered: "Otherwise?"

Wei Jiude didn't say otherwise.

Coiled the strings, took a figure-eight step, turned around and went out.

Night falls.

A big house.

Wei Zixian gathered a table of dishes, poured wine, and waited for Wei Jiude.

Wei Jiude suddenly spoke: "Little Xianzi, change Ming'er's Tang solo dance to let you go abroad to enjoy Qingfu, and you will go over." ”

Wei Zixian paused for a moment: "Dad, what about you?"

Wei Jiude: "I? What am I going to do? People give you that property, I followed the past, and I didn't lose it in half a year? Your father's billions of family properties are not enough for me for two years." I'm staying here, of course. ”

Wei Zixian is not a fool.

Wei Zixian knew that Lu Yuan and Tang Duwu were carrying wanted warrants.

Wei Zixian knew that Lu Yuan was "missing" during this time.

Wei Zixian still knew the current situation, Zhao Changkong was full of anger, and only hatred remained.

Wei Zixian knew even more about the immoral and sinister old eunuch in this person's mouth, and what he was going to do when he stayed.

He knelt down with a puff and said with red eyes: "Dad, everyone says you are ungrateful, and everyone says that you lost all my family property." But I'm not stupid, and neither is my mom. My own father has caused a lot of trouble, you have been in the casino for two years, and you deliberately scattered the family property to someone, in exchange for me and my mother to cross that hurdle. My mother is a great beauty and is grateful to you. You're a man, you can't be Megumi Yanagishita. My mom thanked her that night, I don't know how much kindness my dad had to you back then. Before she died, my mother said to me that in this life and this life, you can be kind without thinking of your biological father, but for you, who cut off yourself, you must be respectful and filial for the rest of your life and be a son. Dad, if you want to die, you must let me clothe you in linen and wear filial piety! Besides, that road is far more than giving us some money, and you are guilty of doing this to him?"

Wei Jiude raised his foot and kicked Wei Zixian away.

What a kick!

Wei Jiude's eyes were gloomy, and his fierce aura was surging, and his evil aura was extremely heavy: "Little cub, is it really that Lu Yuan is just giving us some money? Over the years, your enemy has never really stopped. In the past six months, the road has been far from silent, and it has been clear to help you solve it. Give birth to great virtues, and bow down to repay them. I can scold Lu Yuan, I can call myself grandpa in front of him, but you little brute, if you have a little disrespect in your heart, you are really a beast!"

Three days later!

Late at night!

The lone eagle in the desert fights in the sky.

A large courtyard with a closed gate.

A placket gown dressed like an old man in an ancient TV series, with gray hair, hands behind his back, walking in a figure-eight step, coiled on a string, and shouting in a sharp voice: "Nine thousand years old has arrived, wait for the cloth clothes and fart people, don't come out and kneel to greet them quickly!"

The courtyard door is open!

Seven or eight black suits came out, their hands in their clothes, and they looked at him coldly.

A sharp-eyed flat-headed young man in his thirties came out, squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

Wei Jiude: "Your grandfather!"

The young man had a calm face: "Who are you looking for?"

Wei Jiude: "Go and tell your master, after twenty years, the master who knelt in the cell at the beginning has come to see him." ”

Another man ran out of it.

Forty-somethings.

Kong Wu is powerful.

At first glance, he is a master.

The middle-aged man whispered a few words at the young man, and bowed: "Master Zhao invites the old man to come in and catch up." ”

Deserted yard.

Rustic yard.

But there were no less than forty people in the courtyard.

Mostly black suits.

Twelve plainclothes.

The Four Heavenly Kings, the Eight King Kongs, are all there.

There is a table of eight immortals in the small courtyard.

Wei Jiude didn't care at all, and sat down with a big grin.

Zhao Changkong came out of the room, carrying a large box, placing it on the table, and sat opposite.

Zhao Changkong: "Don't come unharmed, old man!"

Wei Jiude: "I haven't seen you for many years, you are majestic!"

Zhao Changkong: "It's all up to the old man to teach him back then." ”

Wei Jiude: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm here today and ask you for a favor." ”

Zhao Changkong sneered.

Wei Jiude: "That little cub in Lu Yuan, I owe him a personal favor." I don't care how majestic you are, he deserves to die. But the woe doesn't hurt his family, those people around him, let it go. ”

Zhao Changkong then sneered.

Wei Jiude: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Changkong: "Old man, my daughter is dead!"

Wei Jiude: "And then?"

Zhao Changkong: "Why are my daughters dead, but they are still alive?"

Wei Jiude: "Hehe...... That's not giving me a favor? That's right...... Grandpa, when I came out of prison, you should have been the one who prepared a big gift for me. Hehe...... Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, you are more Zhao Kuangyin than Zhao Kuangyin. In this way, grandpa's life is given to you today!"

Zhao Changkong opened the box and saw a box full of money.

Zhao Changkong: "Old man, here are two million." ”

Wei Jiude picked up a wad of money, raised it casually, and slowly sprinkled it, with a sharp voice: "These, when I followed the road far, these are all dung!"

Zhao Changkong winked.

Someone brought another box from the room.

Wei Jiude laughed: "These, when I followed the road far, they were also dung!"

Zhao Changkong squinted his eyes and disdainfully: "What now?"

Now Lu Yuan is already a mud bodhisattva.

But Wei Jiude's laughter became more and more rampant: "Now?hahaha...... Now, it's still dung!"

The young man just now couldn't help it: "Old eunuch, I don't think you know whether you live or die!"

Wei Jiude got up slowly, reached out with his hand, and there were two more butterfly knives in his sleeve.

The evil laughter continued: "Kittens, dogs, small fish and shrimps, I am always wrong, and I am too much to deceive people, so I should be punished!"

Suddenly moved!

This gray-haired old man is faster than Tang Solo, more explosive than Tang Solo, more tricky and weird than Tang Solo, and more sharp and critical to attack.

Like a ghost!

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