Happy Killing

Chapter 135

It's just because of the great family background of this Gong Ziyu.

Even the so-called four major chambers of commerce in Tiansheng City are nothing but ants in front of his son Yu.

Such a big man, now that Li Mubai is so humiliated, it seems natural for him to be murderous.

The ten-tailed bee needle came out silently and directly stabbed Li Mubai.

Li Mubai sneered, and swung out with one hand, with slender joints and clear five fingers shuttled back and forth, ten tail needles entered between the palms in an instant.

"What?" Gong Ziyu's expression changed.

Li Mubai sneered and said, "Don't pretend to be tough just because you have some ability, I'll give it back to you!"

Li Mubai threw it casually, but Gong Ziyu had to block it.

I only heard the nine beeps of clang, clang, and the end needle was blocked, but there was still one needle that did not appear.

"It's here, don't look at it," Li Mubai suddenly attacked with the tail pin in his hand.

"Pfft!" The bee tail needle pierced Gong Ziyu's arm, and his face instantly changed color at a speed visible to the naked eye, clearly the needle was highly poisonous.

Seeing this, Li Mubai said leisurely, "You will kill yourself if you do many unrighteous acts, big star, let's go and go home."

Shen Ruyi nodded, holding Li Mubai's arm with fear, like a frightened deer, but kind of cute.

If it wasn't for Li Mu's white hands to be extremely poisonous, he would have definitely molested Shen Ruyi.

Back at the company, Li Mubai took a basin of water carefully, and quickly cleaned the poison from his hands, but due to time, Li Mubai's palms were obviously black.

"What is the origin of this poison, it is so poisonous?" Li Mubai was startled.

You must know that this guy's body is not as simple as being strong, and because his blood inherits the family's terrible genes, although some problems have been eliminated in the blood, it can be said that it is almost invulnerable to all poisons.

This is the first time I have seen the blackness in the palm of my hand.

At first Li Mubai only felt a burning sensation in his palm, but soon this feeling disappeared.

And just after Li Mubai handled the handwashing water carefully, and was about to go back to the office to sleep, suddenly a huge hand behind him grabbed him.

……

Gong Ziyu's face was very dark, but this was not caused by the poison.

It was because of Li Mubai.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his white and strong upper body naked, he could only see him slowly opening his eyes after he had completely discharged the poison along with the blood.

Suddenly a chill burst out from his body.

The subordinates outside the door said, "Master, are you sure you want to do this? If this matter is known by the family, I'm afraid..."

"Huh?" Gong Ziyu glared coldly at the subordinates outside the door, and he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a plop, trembling.

He knew very well how terrible the methods of his young master, who had been serving him for several years, were.

One of his five tigers can be easily taken away, let alone these grassroots?

"Tell my father, just say that I met a master in Tiansheng City and wanted to fight him, and the return journey needs to be extended."

"Yes," the subordinate did not dare to look up, and fled the room scrambling, as if he was not Gong Ziyu, but a tiger that ate people without spitting out bones.

It's just that the tiger couldn't laugh anymore, on the contrary, he was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.

……

That huge hand grabbed Li Mubai's shoulder, but it was cut off by Li Mubai's volley on the way.

Because Li Mubai doesn't like being touched on the shoulder, as a person who has been licking blood all the year round, he is even more unwilling to be touched from behind.

Looking back, Li Mubai realized that this person was Zeng Aniu's adopted son "Zeng Xiaoman."

Zeng Xiaoman said, "My father wants me to give you this."

I only saw that it was the "Forging Technique" that countless people coveted.

Li Mubai couldn't help frowning, and said, "What does your father mean, I said I won't accept your apprentice."

And this Zeng Xiaoman is older than himself, wouldn't he be old if he said it?

"My father said, he just wants to give it to you, others don't give it to you, if you want it, I'll lose it if you don't want it."

Li Mubai was somewhat puzzled by the Second Monk, wondering what exactly Zeng A Niu was planning.

The next time he looked, he understood.

I only saw Zeng Aniu writing a line in a twisted manner, "The old man's time is running out, and it is inconvenient for Xiaoman to keep this thing. The Zeng family's blacksmithing technique cannot be ruined by me, the old man. I hereby give it to you, no matter whether the little brother in the future uses it or uses it." Others, I can rest assured."

Sighing, Li Mubai realized that Zeng Aniu was playing the emotional card for himself?

"Your father is not afraid that I will sell it?" Li Mubai raised his eyebrows.

Zeng Aniu didn't reply, but was waiting for Li Mubai to reply.

"Where are your parents?" Li Mubai asked.

"My father is in the pharmacy, he has a cold and is weak," said Zeng Xiaoman, who knew nothing about it.

"Poor parental heart, I, Li Mubai, what crime did I do to know your father, let's go, take me to see."

Having just returned to the company, before he had time to rest, Li Mubai left with the honest and honest Zeng Xiaoman.

The medicine pot that Zeng Xiaoman mentioned was actually a dilapidated traditional Chinese medicine hall in the slums of Qinghai City.

"Master, are you really good at playing the emotional card?" The voice came in before the person entered the door.

Lying on the yellow and black recliner, it was Zeng Aniu who was getting thinner day by day.

When he saw Jigo Bale walking in with a cigarette in his mouth and a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, Zeng Aniu wanted to get up, but was held down by an old man beside him, and said, "Don't move around, move more, work less 1 minute."

Zeng Aniu ignored his old friend's ridicule, but smiled and said to Li Mubai who came, "The old man knew that the little brother would come."

"How? When will you die!"

The old man was taken aback, and muttered, but he was still driven away by Zeng A Niu.

"Father, why did you die?" Zeng Xiaoman was puzzled.

"It's okay, Xiao Man, you go out and guard first, I have something to say to your master."

Zeng Xiaoman let out a cry, and turned around to guard the door. He was like a strong bear, with dark and warm eyes staring at the ants on the ground without taking his eyes off it.

At this time, Zeng Aniu coughed softly, and when he opened his palm, it turned out to be blood.

Li Mubai frowned, and said, "Master, do you really confirm that I am the best candidate?"

Carefully extinguishing the cigarette, he said solemnly, "Master, you have lived your whole life, and you must also know that people like me are always accompanied by the threat of death. I can't guarantee that your adopted son will be entrusted to me."

Zeng A Niu smiled, raised his head to look at the dusty ceiling, and sighed, "That child should have died more than 30 years ago, but he came back to life when he met me later."

Speaking of this, Zeng A Niu grabbed Li Mubai's arm, smiled and said, "Although this kid is stupid, but believe me, he will definitely bring you surprises, he is a unique martial arts genius, he is a thousand-mile horse, And you are his bole."