Ah Gui slapped the table and shouted, "Meat!"

Lao Lin bent his back and learned from Ah Gui to pat the table, but his voice was not loud: "Burn the knife!"

I didn't have the heart to listen to the old stories between their old brothers, so I took three steps and two steps to get to Uncle Ya's side.

"Uncle, what's going to happen in the future?"

Lao Lin pouted: "Why are you crying and mourning? Your uncle is here to help you!"

Uncle Ya took over: "You still have a long way to go, you need a solid foundation."

"The second master wants to step on your top position and dream! Now that the tide has turned, I want you to step on him!"

Uncle Ya made a decision and directly decided for me: "The funeral home, don't go to that place in the future, just settle down here."

According to Uncle Ya's analysis, the second master suffered a big loss, and he also put his son in it, and he definitely won't let me go.

And now everyone treats us as immortals, and the mass foundation has been laid.

With this enthusiasm, I will give full play to my real skills and completely tie my heels!

In this way, even if the second master is in trouble, I will not be beaten to the point of holding my head.

There is also Chen Changming, who is hiding in the shadows, and will launch revenge without concealment.

No matter how I look at it, I need to have my own turf to prevent the two of them from retaliating openly.

Uncle Ya's conclusive analysis made me chill when I listened to it.

Just one confrontation analyzes the pros and cons of the future.

Not only that, but also take the opportunity to seize the initiative.

It can really be said that Zhuge is reincarnated, and Bowen is reborn!

I'll admit it, Uncle Ya was right.

However, these brothers around me, who followed me when I was in the most difficult time, are now more stable, and they definitely can't get rid of them.

It can be regarded as the bitterness and sweetness, at least I see some hope.

Uncle Ya patted me, "Take it off, isn't it too heavy?"

I just reacted, and while taking off my shoes, I asked about what had just happened.

As soon as Uncle Ya said this, I knew the ins and outs of this matter.

Today is the day that Uncle Ya and the monkey have agreed, and he speculates from experience that the monkey will definitely pick the least number of people to come.

And Uncle Ya usually talks in the afternoon, but today he deliberately changed the time, just to force the second master to admit his mistake in court.

And before that, Uncle Ya had already asked Ah Gui to judge that there would be rain today, so he let Ah Gui go up to the beam.

Gui took out an almost transparent fishing line from his bosom and placed it in front of me.

As soon as I heard him, I knew.

The line is soaked in a potion, and it is soft in the air and hard when it is vertically downward.

Ah Gui is on the beam of the house, he can see the clouds outside the window, as long as he sees the electric light, he pokes Uncle Ya's back with a fishing line.

It uses the principle that the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound!

So the moment Uncle Ya took a picture of the waking wood, plus I shouted out the wrong, the thunder could just sound.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is like Uncle Ya calling lightning and thunder, and even worshipping him as a god.

Lao Lin asked with a smile, "It is said that when you are old, your heart will soften, but you are just the opposite!"

"That little second son let the thunder slash a little, I guess I won't survive!"

Uncle Ya tapped the table rhythmically with one hand: "To the gentleman, do the way of the gentleman. But what about the sinister villain?"

"Blindly being kind-hearted and pretending to be a good person, that is to distinguish between right and wrong! In exchange for only more strength!"

He pointed his finger out of the door, and his voice raised a lot: "It's both shoulders and heads, why should we be bullied?"

"I endured it before, because I couldn't get the heat! Now that the fire is coming, why don't you beat him up and turn him on his back?"

"Smack!"

Uncle Ya slapped his palm on the table and shouted angrily: "I said, my child can't be bullied in vain!"

For a moment, I only felt that Uncle Ya in front of me seemed to be a protective god.

I vaguely found a father's feeling in him.

I was more worried and curious than moved.

I leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Ya, how can you be sure that Xiao Er will definitely be struck by lightning?"

Uncle Tooth laughed and took out an iron rod the thickness of his little thumb from his pocket.

"When I tapped him on the shoulder, I sneaked it into his collar, and I took it back while they weren't looking!"

I smacked my teeth and gave a thumbs up secretly: It's amazing.

Immediately, I asked tentatively, "Second Master must feel that you are fighting him head-on."

"Will he take revenge on you?"