Uncle Long raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart rose and fell twice in a short period of time, making the mind of this Heavenly Rank Intermediate Martial Artist a little unbearable.

Just as he slowly raised his head after wiping his sweat, the afterglow in his eyes suddenly saw that Liu Xu, who had blended into the crowd, was quietly approaching Wang Zhong's side.

Uncle Long's heart shrank suddenly, and his gaze quickly moved to Wang Zhong's body, and he happened to see a sneering expression flashing on Wang Zhong's face.

A human-level junior martial artist like a mosquito and a fly wants to do things under the nose of a cultivator, this is simply Lu Banmen's big axe - beyond his own strength!

Wang Zhong had noticed Liu Xu a long time ago, but in his eyes, Liu Xu was not worth anything no matter what he did.

"Liu Xu!" Uncle Long yelled at Liu Xu in horror: "Bastard, what do you want to do?"

Liu Xu, who was sneaking close to Wang Zhong and wanted to plot against Wang Zhong, was so frightened by Uncle Long's shout that he shook his wit fiercely, and immediately stopped.

Everyone in the outer hall of the VIP Diamond Big Bag Hall was also startled by Uncle Long's roar, and then everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Xu.

"Grandpa Long!" Liu Xu first glanced at Wang Zhong resentfully, and then looked at Uncle Long resentfully and shouted.

I am already quietly approaching that kid's side, Grandpa Long, why do you want to shout and let me be exposed? Liu Xu is heart has a lot of resentment towards Uncle Long.

"Xiao Xu, you can't come over?" Beiye Liu Sangong's brows furrowed, and he said sharply to Liu Xu.

Although it has been rumored in the outside world that Liu Sangong, the northern master of Jizhou, is very protective of his only son, in fact, Uncle Long is really protecting Liu Xu.

As long as Liu Xu is a little unhappy and rolls in front of Uncle Long, even if he is a father, Uncle Long will not give him the slightest face, and scold him Liu Sangong in front of him.

Uncle Long's behavior is no longer a shortcoming, but an arrogance.

Liu Sangong didn't expect that Uncle Long, who had always been very arrogant to Liu Xu, would yell angrily at Liu Xu for the first time.

"Uncle Long is trembling?" Beiye Liu Sangong's heart sank, with the eyesight of his earth-level peak martial artist, he could naturally be keenly aware of the subtle movements on Uncle Long's body.

"Uncle Long is actually afraid?" Liu Sangong's heart was a little incredulous: "It's just a matter of bowing your head to this young man, how can Uncle Long still be afraid? Did I ignore any important information before?"

"Dad!" Liu Xu roared hysterically: "You are the Northern Master of Jizhou, Liu Sangong! What kind of bullshit Emperor Supreme? My Liu family is the dominant Jizhou, and there are dozens of Heavenly Rank Martial Artists!"

"Now that he is alone, we still need to be afraid of him? Dad, aren't you afraid of losing the prestige of your Jizhou Beiye? Aren't you afraid of damaging the prestige of our Liu family's super first-class entrepreneur family?"

"Ignorance!" As soon as Liu Xu's words fell, Uncle Long scolded Liu Xu loudly with a pale face, he glanced at Wang Zhong, who had no sadness or joy on his face, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Liu San!" Uncle Long's eyes glared at Liu Sangong and shouted, "Take care of your son!

At this moment, Beiye Liu Sangong's eyes froze.

For many years, no one has called him Liu Sangong's real name anymore, and today in front of so many outsiders, Uncle Long shouted out without hesitation.

Gong, that is the honorific title added by Liu Sangong after he achieved the prestige of Jizhou Beiye, representing the status of Jizhou Beiye in the whole Jizhou.

If someone doesn't call him Liu Sangong, that person is either higher than him Liu Sangong, or he is Liu Sangong's enemy.

And if someone close to him suddenly calls him Liu San in front of outsiders, it must be a reminder to him.

Uncle Long reminded in this way, which can only show that Uncle Long is really afraid of this indifferent young man in front of him!

"Liu Xu, hurry up and roll over for me!" Liu Sangong looked at Liu Xu, who had not moved his footsteps yet, and shouted in an octave raised his voice.

Liu Xu, who was shouted by Liu Sangong and carried away by resentment, woke up suddenly.

In the past, when he got into trouble, he had Grandpa Long on his side, and he was rarely punished by his father, but now, first Grandpa Long was angry with him, and then his father was also angry with him.

The two people who made Liu Xu scared were not on his side, and after the matter was settled, then the fate of him, a lonely man, would definitely be very miserable.

Liu Xu, who was awake, obediently shrunk his neck and walked to his father, quietly lowered his head, and stood behind Liu Sangong.

"You, saved his life!" Wang Zhong looked in the direction of Liu Sangong and said with a chuckle.

To be exact, Wang Zhong was watching a joke, and the joke was performed at this point, from his point of view, like a poor monkey being funny.

Uncle Long, who was trembling, didn't know how to talk, he could only bow his head respectfully, not daring to look at Wang Zhong.

"However, I didn't mean to let him go!" Wang Zhong said with a playful look on his face, and suddenly said slowly.

"Supreme!" Uncle Long was so frightened that he hurriedly raised his head, and in his heart, he had already scolded Liu Xu, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"My name is Wang Zhong!" In a few days, I will be a freshman at Jiangzhong University!" Wang Zhong said unhurriedly.

Everyone present wondered for a while, what kind of song was this singing, why did you suddenly start introducing yourself?

"Ten million, hit my card!" Wang Zhong said lightly, looking at Uncle Long's eyes, the golden light in his eyes flashed, and a string of card numbers remained in Uncle Long's mind.

Uncle Long was once again shocked, the method of the Emperor Supreme was simply not a human technique, but the power of a god.

"It turned out to be Wang Shaozun!" Liu Sangong, the northern master, hurriedly stood up at this time, hugged his fist respectfully towards Wang Zhong, and said: "Xiao'er doesn't know how to drive, and he collided with Shaozun, Sangong is here for Xiao'er, sincerely apologize to Shaozun!"

"Please rest assured, 10 million will be offered! Sangong will add another 20 million, hoping to completely turn the war with Shaozun into jade silk, and I also hope that Shaozun can be fulfilled!"

"Okay!" Wang Zhong nodded calmly, someone took the initiative to send more money, and he didn't mind accepting it.

"This is Sangong's business card!" Liu Sangong walked quickly to Wang Zhong and handed Wang Zhong a beautifully made business card, Wang Zhong reached out and took it and put it in his pocket.

"I still say the same thing, I don't want any rumors to spread about today's matter! I believe that with your prestige as Jizhou Beiye, you will definitely be able to do a good job in dealing with the aftermath. ”

Wang Zhong said indifferently, turning to look at Ling Bingqing, Ling Yujie, and Ling Qingyun.

"Yes!" Liu Sangong, the northern master, clenched his fists, bowed to Wang Zhong's back, and solemnly promised: "Sangong, it must be done properly!"

At this point, Liu Sangong, the northern master of Jizhou, bowed to Wang Zhong!