In the blink of an eye, Wei Siyuan had been in the cheetah squadron for three days. The long-awaited knife training for three days did not go as planned. Wang Qiang and Wang Haoren were busy dealing with the City Lord's Mansion every day, calculating how to maximize the use of these funds every day. Of course, to be precise, only Wang Qiang was busy, and Wang Haoren was even more naïve, always with a smirk on his face.

"Great! The cheetah is finally full, not just 50 people, at least 100 people!"

With the last rays of today's afterglow, the three of them who have been busy all day can finally have a good rest. Looking at the thick dozen resumes on the squadron members' books, Wang Haoren began to be happy again.

"Haoren, your saliva is flowing out again! Why are you getting more and more silly! It's really getting more and more stupid!"

A joke, Wei Siyuan wanted to make fun of Wang Haoren.

"Am I getting stupid? I'm smart!

"Yes, Haoren is not stupid, he is getting smarter and smarter!"

Even though Wang Haoren was already a 1.8-meter-old man standing in front of Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang still gently touched Wang Haoren's hair.

Looking at the picture that seemed to be a little weird in front of him, Wei Siyuan figured it out.

"Uncle Wang, is Haoren sick!Is there enough money, if it's not enough, sell my Tang Dao to make money!" Wei Siyuan asked tentatively, and he saw that Wang Haoren's state was already a little wrong.

"No, I'm not sick!Brother Siyuan, what are you talking nonsense?" Wang Haoren glared at Wei Siyuan dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, Haoren is not sick, Haoren is not sick! Good, Haoren, you go out and practice boxing by yourself! I have something to say to Brother Wei!"

"Okay, no problem!" Hearing Wang Qiang let him go out to practice boxing, Wang Haoren went out happily. Leave Wei Siyuan and Wang Qiang in the house.

"Uncle Wang, is there something wrong with Brother Haoren's health, how do you feel that something is wrong with him?"

Seeing that Wang Qiang was opening Haoren at this juncture, Wei Siyuan began to carefully inquire about Wang Haoren's physical condition.

"You're guessing right! Haoren's body is really in trouble! His talent is too strong, suppressing his intelligence, causing him to become more and more stupid now!" After being silent for a long time, Wang Qiang still told Wang Haoren's physical condition.

"Is this too talented?" Scratching his head, Wei Siyuan didn't understand what it meant to be too strong in talent and suppressed intelligence, but it didn't prevent him from seeing Wang Haoren's condition as a disease. Since it is a disease, it still needs to be treated.

"With the current conditions of medical facilities, it can't be done. But otherworldly magic should work, it just can't. ”

"Can't do it? Does that mean Brother Haoren—" Wei Siyuan thought about it for a long time, and the last three words still didn't come out loud, but the shape of his mouth can prove that he said these three words.

"No, actually, there is another way! I once heard that a gold-level powerhouse in Oclite City had made a big deal to find a crown, but until they were defeated and returned to the other world, this crown was still not found, which means that this crown is still left on Earth. This crown that is even hot at the golden level must have something magical and unique, as long as I find him, I will definitely be able to save my nephew!" After speaking, Wang Qiang's eyes stared at Wei Siyuan with fiery eyes, his eyes full of expectation.

"Crown?" Wei Siyuan was stunned for a moment, and realized in his heart that after such a big circle, Wang Qiang was still changing his way to let himself hand over the crown.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Wang, I understand what you mean! But I really don't know what the crown is, and besides, I was in the middle of my conscience that day, and I didn't know what was going on!" Wei Siyuan's words were half-true, trying to confuse Wang Qiang again.

"That's it, Brother Wei! It stands to reason that you worship me as a teacher to learn swordsmanship, and I shouldn't treat you like this. But I still hope that you can swear in the name of the contract to ensure that what you say is true! Of course, whether it is true or not, as long as you swear, I will never hide the sword technique I will teach you next!" Wang Qiang's attitude became tougher, and his words were hidden, with a hint of non-refusal.

"Uncle Wang, the teaching of sword skills has already signed a contract! What does this have to do with this? Besides, I really don't have any crowns, I don't believe you can search your body!" Wei Siyuan was also a little excited, and even said the words of the body search. Of course, if he really swore in the name of the contract, then the crown might not really belong to him.

"Brother Wei, I'm sorry, I'm a little too aggressive, old guy! I'm really sorry!" Seeing that it might be a bit counterproductive, Wang Qiang hurriedly apologized to Wei Siyuan and eased the atmosphere.

"Brother Wei, let's do it! We also have some friendship, I won't do such a hurtful thing as body searching! I don't have anything else, brother, as long as you promise to swear in the name of the contract, how about I directly transfer the position of captain cheetah to you! With the funding of the City Lord's Mansion, Cheetah will soon become the fifth team in Oclite City. How about it, you think about it!" Wang Qiang still did not give up the opportunity to obtain the crown from Wei Siyuan.

"Uncle Wang! I've said it all! I don't have a crown! I don't have a crown! Since I don't have a crown, do I still need to swear? That's it! I'm going to sell the Tang knife now, and I'll take Haoren to check it out for some money!" Wei Siyuan suddenly stood up from the stool. If it goes on like this, sooner or later he will show his stuff.

"No need! If you want to make up money, it's also my uncle's money! Don't worry about it, brother! Haha! It's just a joke, don't forget to go to your heart! I just want to see if there is a slight possibility that the crown is on you, if so!" Wang Qiang quickly restrained his emotions, and a stiff smile appeared on his face, as if he was embarrassed by what had just happened.

"It's okay! I also know that you are saving your nephew, I don't blame you!"

"Alright! It's okay! Go get some rest!"

"Okay! Uncle Wang, I'll go first!"

Exiting Wang Qiang's room, Wei Siyuan exhaled a long breath. I felt like I was blinded again.

"Brother Siyuan, what did you say to my uncle? After chatting for so long, I have had two or three sets of punches!" Seeing Wei Siyuan coming out, Wang Haoren, who was playing tiger in the distance, came over.

"It's nothing! just talked about when to teach me the sword technique!"

"Let's talk about the sword technique! Brother Wei, are you going to participate in the elite trial in ten days? It's time to practice the sword technique!" Wang Haoren patted Wei Siyuan's shoulder, walked to the side and began to play his own boxing technique.

Looking at Wang Haoren, who was boxing with a single look, Wei Siyuan felt a little uncomfortable. Wang Haoren saved himself, but now he has become a little imbecile because of his personal talent, obviously the crown is in his hand, as long as he takes it out, maybe he can save his life and let him return to normal. In fact, shouldn't the right thing to do to save him? Why is this so selfish?

(End of chapter)