Sitting in the middle of the house, which had become a little crumbling because of their battles, there was nothing left to see in this place, but the two men had a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Long time no see, Oliba."

"Yujiro, you guy, even family life has the ability to corrupt your fighting instincts."

The two men were laughing wildly at this point, and after laughing, Oliba picked up his hat from the side.

"Now that we've seen it, it's time to go."

Oliba moved his body for a moment, looking at the guy in front of him, Oliba's face showed a little panic: "Ah, ah, ah, it's going to be late, it's going to be late." Looking at the man who left in a hurry, looking at the strong body that was still nothing even though he had been punched and kicked several times, Yujiro touched the thing in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and looked at his hand.

"Oliba, what a good friend, thanks to him, I remember the days when I played with my father at will, in the end, only we Fanma people can let me play to my heart's content, but that father is gone."

A smile appeared on Yujiro's face, but in the next moment, Yujiro suddenly remembered that his dress seemed to have been carefully selected by Jiang Zhu at the beginning, and if he said that he seemed to break it again, he would have to make trouble with himself.

"That messing around." Yujiro grinned at the clothes that had become strips of cloth, let out a long sigh, and walked towards his house with his head down, hoping that his wife was still being dragged by her friends, otherwise, how did I like that unruly woman back then?

Yujiro touched his head, probably because he was of Japanese ancestry.

After Yujiro had fun in this battle, Yujiro twisted his neck and let out an even more crazy laugh, but at this time, Yujiro's eyebrows wrinkled when he remembered that he was by his side and a little submissive when facing himself.

"My son, it seems that his bloodline is still a little bit short of being able to make that guy burn his fighting spirit, but what else do he need to do before he can do this?" Yujiro has a vague idea about this, however, this kind of thinking is a bit cruel for a little guy, so, at this time, Yujiro has not chosen to do such a thing, but, while Yujiro is thinking about it, while walking in the direction of his house, Yujiro's wife and her friend are sitting quietly on a small stool in the mall.

"Honey, you haven't been in the U.S. to play in years."

"Hillary, you know, it's not easy for me to control that reckless man, and besides, Blade Tooth has a tendency to change to his father, and it's getting harder and harder to discipline now."

"Okay, who doesn't know that the man in your family is the strongest man in the world, but this man is also very family-oriented, otherwise, he wouldn't have spent so much time with you."

"That guy, he loves me, but, I know, he has set his sights on my cute Blade Tooth, he is just patient, waiting for the little guy Blade Tooth to grow up, but unfortunately, this little guy has only shown a little talent in some training so far, and other talents, really have not inherited the power of the man in front of him at all."

There is still a sentence that has not been said to his best friend, Jiang Zhu is feeling that Yujiro's love for her seems to be beginning to fade, as if he has become accustomed to his existence, but, this feeling is very uncomfortable, and that man is now spending more time fighting, or cultivating the fighting skills of the blade, hoping that the blade can please him, even if it is a little, but, unfortunately, there is no point that can make him recognize, himself and his child, the child who inherited his bloodline.

Jiang Zhu stretched out his hand and touched his child's head, in the innocent smile of the little guy, Jiang Zhu showed a smile on his face, at least for now, Yujiro has not left him, that is enough.

And Hillary looked at the smiling woman in front of her, stood up, and stretched: "Okay, enough rest, we should continue our shopping, as for the little guy Blade Tooth, just watch this guy don't run around, anyway, your business has expanded countless times over the years, and it still revolves around the concept of exercising and becoming stronger." ”

"All the men in the world revere the most powerful man, the greatest power, the power that can take the money, the fame, the power that they want, and I only induce them through their desire for this thing."

Coming to the side of a fountain, Jiang Zhu stretched out his hand and took a drop of water from the fountain, with a smile on his face that no one understands.

"Yes, if everyone reveres the powerful, then what should that guy Yujiro revere and what should he aspire to?" Jiang Zhu looked at the water droplets in his hand, muttered, and after his best friend didn't realize his daze, he poured the water droplets in his hand into the fountain again, and followed slowly.

"Jiang Zhu?!" "Mom!?"

"Here we are."