Although Zhang Xiaoyu was very scared, she still mustered up the courage and said, "You let him go!"

The madman replied, "No, he's a traitor to the gang......"

Speaking of this, he paused, and the fierce light in his eyes disappeared, and he turned to a puzzled look, and said to himself, "Well, why do I call this gang?"

As he spoke, the hand holding Wang San's neck couldn't help but loosen, Wang San hurriedly gasped, and didn't care so much, and said, "Because you are the helper!"

"Am I the helper?" wondered the old madman. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang San recalled what the old madman said for the first time, and said, "That's right, you are the thirty-sixth generation leader of the Beggar Gang, Fan Jiugong......"

"Fan Jiugong......" The old madman muttered these three words, and suddenly his face showed a look of grief and indignation, and he let go of Wang San at the moment, while he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Gang leaders of the past generations, I'm sorry for you!"

“......”

Seeing that Wang San was out of danger, Zhang Xiaoyu immediately ran over and shouted, "Stinky monk, are you okay?"

Wang San shook his head, signaled that he was fine, glanced at the old madman on the side, and made a silent gesture, Zhang Xiaoyu understood, and immediately closed his mouth.

The old madman on the side seemed to ignore the existence of Wang San and Zhang Xiaoyu, and knelt aside to confess.

This scene is very similar to the first time we met.

Wang San thought to himself: "It seems that the old madman has remembered some things from the past, this is a good opportunity!" So he asked tentatively, "Helper, didn't you say that you want to accept apprentices?"

To Wang San's surprise, the old madman said without thinking about it: "The elder of the gang has already gone to look for me." ”

Hearing this, Wang San didn't know what to say, and said in his heart: "A madman really can't look at it from the eyes of ordinary people!" He wanted to say, "I'm Elder Wang who went to find an apprentice for you!"

But when he thought about the previous mention of Elder Wang, the old madman actually regarded him as a traitor, so he had to say, "Helper, what do you think of this girl?"

The old madman turned his head when he heard this, glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu, and then his eyes lit up, and he immediately appeared next to Zhang Xiaoyu, put one hand on Zhang Xiaoyu's pulse, looked up and down for a while, and said with a smile: "It's simply a one-in-a-million martial arts practice......

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoyu fainted.

With this change, the old madman panicked instantly, and said hurriedly: "Why did my good boy faint?"

"Of course I'm stunned by you!"

Wang San was speechless, if he remembered correctly, the old madman said that qualifications don't matter, as long as a kind-hearted woman.

But judging from the situation in front of him, it doesn't seem to be what the old madman said, but it's nothing, what makes Wang San speechless the most is that this old madman actually called a good disciple directly, isn't it that he hasn't apprenticed yet?

Of course, Wang San didn't dare to say this, he immediately pretended to be sad, and said, "Helper, your good disciple is too sad......"

"Why are you sad?" said the old madman.

Wang San wiped a handful of tears, and then said the matter of the Shan family and the Zhang family with salt and vinegar.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old madman became furious and shouted, "You dare to bully my good boy, ah!"

At the same time, a golden air flow gushed out from the old beggar, and then transformed into a hovering golden dragon, wrapping around the old madman's body.

"The dragon is in the sky!" the old madman shouted, and his hands were raised upwards after him.

"Whew!"

With this action, the golden dragon that was originally hovering around the old beggar soared up with a wave of qi.

"Boom!"

The Land Temple was instantly destroyed by the air waves carried by the golden dragon, the earthen walls turned into dust, and the wooden sticks became sawdust, flying upwards with the golden dragon, like a tornado.

Wang San was already stunned, and said in his heart: "This ...... Is this the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent?"

At first, the old beggar said, "He will descend the dragon with eighteen palms." Wang San still didn't believe it, but at this moment, he believed it, and he was convinced!