"The Great Elder has arrived!"

The crowd was in the arena of excitement, and when the mountain roared and the tsunami did not stop, a long howl suddenly came from outside the hospital. The pomp and circumstance of the Great Elder was really extraordinary, and before the people arrived, the voice arrived first.

Hearing that the Great Elder was coming, the voices in the field couldn't help but stagnate, and then gradually turned into chaotic whispers.

Originally, before the competition, the patriarch Xie Xuan had been sitting in the martial arts arena. But because of Xie Chen's matter, Xie Xuan has already left and has not returned. And the Great Elder Xie Zhishan was even more busy with the matter of gambling with Xie Chen, and he never appeared. In the martial arts arena just now, there was no high-level family leader, so everyone dared to be unscrupulous and raised their arms and shouted.

Now that the Great Elder has arrived, the competition has not yet begun, even if these people are worried about their wives and coffins, they don't dare to make too many mistakes.

Xie Chen was not reluctant, squinted his eyes and glanced in the direction of the main entrance of the martial arts arena, and then walked off the ring with a wave of his hand, with a warm smile on his face.

"Hula!" sounded, and the clansmen in the field had already dodged a passage. Great Elder Xie Zhishan strutted his head, Xie Hao and several family deacons followed, plus his personal entourage, more than a dozen people proudly entered the martial arts arena.

"Hey, Great Elder. Why do the clansmen feel a little strange when they look at us?"

"Well, it's probably Xie Chen's little trick again. The Great Elder nodded slightly, obviously he also faintly heard the call of the martial arts arena, but he didn't get the news that Xie Tuo felt the natal spirit.

And he didn't think much about it, just pondered for a while, and continued: "Probably because I gambled against that little waste, the clansmen already knew. With such a big event, how can they still keep a normal mind? Hao'er, what do you say?"

"Father is right!" Xie Hao's expression was much more arrogant than his old man's, leaning on the back of the chair and pouting slightly, "Wushi Town is located in a remote area, poor and remote, and the countrymen have never seen the world. It's understandable that you have to make a fuss about anything bigger, let alone a bet of 10 million taels of silver? ”

As soon as Xie Hao's words came out, not to mention the few deacons around him, even the Great Elder Xie Zhishan frowned slightly.

In the past few days, he has clearly felt the change in his son. The original Xie Hao still gives people the impression of being righteous and awe-inspiring, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. But since he was scolded by himself that night, Xie Hao not only didn't know how to restrain himself, but intensified.

All day long, he pouted like a crooked scoop, and when he opened his mouth, he was "countrymen, soil buns, this broken place in Wushi Town". It was as if he didn't remember that he was born in this "backwood".

If there is a slight disobedience, he will either beat or scold his subordinates, and he will be extremely vicious. In the past three days, the number of people who have cried and run to Xie Zhishan to complain and plead has exceeded double digits.

Probably, it was the approaching competition, Hao'er was in an unstable mood, right? Xie Zhishan found a reason for his son in his heart. After all, Xie Hao is only twelve years old, and when he suddenly encounters a major event, it is inevitable that there will be some abnormalities.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhishan let out a breath, and his face softened slightly, "Hao'er, do you have confidence in this competition? ”

"Confidence?" Xie Hao glanced at his father with great disdain, and the corners of his mouth were almost grinning, "I said father, if you want me to say, you are too cautious." What are you betting on silver for? Even if you bet 100 million taels, it's just silver! What is enough money for such a small amount of money?"

"So what do you mean?" Xie Zhishan was stunned and looked at his son inexplicably. You little rabbit, this is all your family!

"If it's me, I'll gamble with him directly!" Xie Hao smiled gloomily, as if he didn't feel that what he said was not ruthless enough, and added: "And if you want to gamble, you will gamble on the life of the whole family! Wouldn't it be clean to destroy Xie Xuan's vein at once?"

Gambling on life?!Xie Zhishan is not calm. Is this still his own son? How can there be a son in the world who lets his son gamble with others? Isn't this kid crazy? He still gambles with his mother's family? You fucking have your head kicked by a donkey! If you don't have to compete in a while, Lao Tzu will have to beat you to death, an unfilial son!

"Daddy......" Xie Hao seemed to see his father's displeasure, he raised his head and smiled, and said seriously: "If you want me to say, your old vision is really too short-sighted, and it is only limited to this small place in Wushi Town. Aren't you always saying that you have to look further? My Xie clan is the leading big family in the Tianluo Kingdom, and there are dozens of branch families, and that should be the place where men become famous! If you don't even dare to do such a trivial thing as gambling your life, then how can you be in charge of weighing it in the future?"

Short-sighted, far-sighted, famous, in charge of the trade-offs!

"Smack!" A loud slap directly knocked Xie Hao off the chair! Xie Zhishan was obviously furious, is this kid **? The big war is coming, but you are still dreaming of this kind of Spring and Autumn Festival! I want Lao Tzu to lose all his family money! No, today Lao Tzu has to beat you up as a little brute!

"Dad, you ......" Xie Hao didn't expect his father to beat him at this time, and he couldn't help but be stunned, but the subsequent words made Xie Zhishan even more angry.

"Dad, do you dare to hit me? Do you know who you beat? You, don't regret it!"

"I wiped it! I regret it, little rabbit cub! I beat you for your good! I won't regret it if I don't hit you! Don't run! Let the old man wake you up little brute!"

Suddenly, there was chaos in the stands on the right. Before the competition began, Xie Zhishan and Xie Hao staged a scene of father and son killing for all the clansmen.

"Hey, Dad, there seems to be a fight over there over there there. On the left stand, Xie Chen blinked his eyes and looked at the chaotic opposite stand in surprise.

"Well, it seems to be...... Don't change the subject! Tell me, what the hell is going on? When did you know that Tuo'er felt the natal spirit? And Tuo'er, you should be honest! You two dare to hide such a big thing from me!"

Xie Xuan didn't know when he had quietly arrived on the left side of the stand, he really had too many doubts in his heart, of course, he had to catch these two boys as soon as possible and ask them clearly.

"Hey, Daddy...... How did I know that your acting skills were so good? Hiding it from you, aren't you just worried that you, a frank gentleman, can't pretend to be in your heart, so that they will find out?" Xie Chen smiled, his eyes sly.

"Don't talk nonsense! When is it! Don't say it, Tuo'er, you say!"

"Yes. The little fat man Xie Tuo glanced at Xie Chen, and said quite honestly: "Third uncle, do you remember the fire three days ago? It was only after that fire that I realized that I could feel the natal spirit...... In fact, you can't blame Brother Chen for this, if you want to blame, blame the Great Elders for being too aggressive. That's why Brother Chen and I thought about teaching them a lesson......"

This rhetoric was naturally discussed by Xie Chen and Xie Tuo. On the Douling Continent, after the natural disaster [***], there are many examples of blessings due to misfortune. This statement is naturally the safest. Although Yunyun's excuse of "worrying that Xie Xuan won't act" can't stand scrutiny, fortunately, both of them are children in their teens, and their thoughts are a little simple and understandable.

When Xie Xuan heard this, he really believed it. Although he was happy in his heart, his face was impassive, and he snorted softly: "Hmph! You two boys, you have made me so miserable! Only this once, not for example! If there is anything to hide from me in the future, I will definitely not forgive me!"

Seeing that the two juniors had already told the "facts", Xie Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his tone slowed down, "Actually, I'm not a person who doesn't know how to be flexible, Tuo'er is a blessing in disguise, this is a great thing for our family." I know what you think, but I also tell you, be forgiving and forgiving. Although the Great Elder is not at odds with us, we are all a family after all. It's okay to punish a little, but don't push too hard, you see?"

"My son understood. Xie Chen nodded solemnly, but he was quite unimpressed in his heart. 's father is a humble gentleman, so he naturally refuses to be cruel to his fellow people, but he has no scruples. Spare them, do you want to find your own death?!

At this moment, it was time for the competition to begin, and the family deacon who was in charge of presiding over the competition had already been foaming in the ring and began a lengthy speech. It's nothing more than a prosperous family, a fair duel and the like.

In the stands on the right, the Great Elder also ended the lesson of the "rebel son". After all, he had to compete on stage in a while, so except for the first slap that left a red mark on Xie Hao's face, the rest of his fists and feet fell on his buttocks.

Now Xie Hao could only pout, covered his buttocks and walked down the stands step by step, walking towards the ring with a dissatisfied face.

On the other hand, the little fat man Xie Tuo is proud of the spring breeze at this time, and he doesn't know where to get a mirror. I looked in the mirror and carefully combed my already shiny hair for a long time, and then hummed a little song and slowly walked into the ring.

In the ring, two teenagers stood opposite each other. One was originally a Xuan Yu, but at the moment he was rubbing his buttocks and resentful, while the other was full of red light and smiling extremely brightly. Such a stark contrast, the superior is a good sentence. Obviously, the little fat man's side has taken the lead, at least in terms of momentum.

But Xie Tuo didn't seem to be satisfied with this kind of lead, and after smiling and saluting the stands on both sides and the deacon who presided over the game, he suddenly raised his little fist high!

The people in the audience reflexively shouted: "Tuo Shao will win!" "Tuo Shao is invincible in the world!"

The cries were higher and higher, and almost everyone used their strength to eat, and the scene was extremely enthusiastic, and the hearts of the people were shaken and their blood boiled.

"Stop!" the little fist retracted, and the surroundings were instantly silent.

"Brother Hao! It seems that this time the little brother is destined by heaven, and everyone expects it! Huh, Brother Hao, what are you doing rubbing your buttocks? Isn't it hemorrhoids again?" The little fat man piled up two mountains of meat on his face, and he was triumphant.

Xie Hao's gaze had already become gloomy when the call sounded. But after a while, he suddenly smiled gloomily, and his expression became arrogant again, "Dead fatty, you will only play some tricks with Xie Chen's little waste." Do you think that with the support of some hillbillies, you can make Young Master Ben upset? Hmph, wait for the birds, and know the ambition of Young Master Ben?"

"What is that?" the little fat man blinked, and then suddenly said, "Oh, I remember, it seems to be a bird, right?" But Brother Hao, this is your fault, I know you will feel inferior in front of me, but there is no need to degrade yourself to a bird that can only quack, right?"

"You're the fucking bird! Dead fatty, I'll fucking kill you!" Xie Hao's eyes were about to split, his body suddenly moved, and before the host could announce the start of the game, he had already swung his fist!

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