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Chapter 217 Your uncle is still your uncle

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    What I didn¡¯t expect was that no matter how hard Yang Mu tried, he still only got Uncle Wang¡¯s light voice.

    ¡°It¡¯s not a good style to bully the elderly!¡±

    As soon as his voice fell, his turbid eyes suddenly moved, and absolute pressure suddenly burst out from his stooped and thin body.

    Yang Mu, who bore the brunt of the attack, felt a tightness in his chest before he could react, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

    At the same time, I felt like I was under the pressure of God¡¯s power.

    "Click!"

    His legs went weak. Even with Wu Zun¡¯s strength, he couldn¡¯t bear the pressure and knelt down directly on the ground.

    And the people behind him, Yun Xianque, Wu Changkong and others, were no exception. They instantly felt chills running down their spines and were stunned by the huge pressure and fell to the ground.

    Everyone lying on the ground was sweating.

    ¡°I never expected that this Uncle Wang would hide so deeply.

    The pressure that just erupted was no less than that of Jiang Yu before, and Jiang Yu was one step away from becoming Emperor Wu

    That person in front of you.

    The realm can be revealed at a moment¡¯s notice!

    Phew!

    Everyone felt like they couldn't breathe.

    This is the first time they have seen this kind of legendary boss in reality.

    After subduing the group of people in an understatement, Uncle Wang returned to his original appearance and slowly sat down at the table with his crutches.

    He picked up the boiling water on the table, brewed a pot of tea, and tasted it carefully.

    ???????????????????

    Your uncle is still your uncle.

    The uncle didn¡¯t say anything. Everyone was kneeling on the ground, trembling and not daring to take a breath.

    "what to do?"

    Several people were sweating coldly, and Fifth Changkong sent a message to them.

    "Don't be impulsive. Judging from what this person means, he probably won't do anything to us. Otherwise, we wouldn't be alive now." The fifth formation quietly looked at the old man drinking tea and said to everyone.

    "The fifth elder is right. As long as we are sincere, he should let us go." Yang Mu said in a message: "I just want to buy this house, but I'm afraid it can only stop here."

    "That's not what they say."

    The fifth formation sent a message: "This time we were unlucky and hit the wall. At worst, we will just find another company when the time comes."

    "What the fifth elder said is that as far as I know, Pork Rong, who sells pork diagonally across from your husband, is also quite suitable. I heard that Pork Rong's family is in trouble. If we give him enough remuneration, we should sell the house.  "Yun Xian Que's voice transmission analysis said.

    "Okay, let's do this. After the old man lets us go, we will go to Zhurong Rong's place."

    Everybody made up their minds one after another.

    At this moment, there was a knock on the door behind them.

    "Who is it?"

    Uncle Wang put down the teapot, walked slowly on crutches, and then opened the door.

    "Oh, it's you, Pork Rong, come in and sit down!"

    When Uncle Wang saw the visitor, he smiled, then turned back to the table and poured the visitor a cup of tea.

    But Yun Xianque and others were shocked.

    This is simply called pork glory, pork glory is here!

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:? That?Pork?Rong?had?a?big?beard?on?his?face?and?a?burly?build.?Even?in?this?winter,?he?was?only?wearing?a?coarse?cloth?vest,?with?his?chest?and?belly,?revealing?his?rich?chest?hair.

    At the same time, he was holding a large bunch of ribs in his left hand and a butcher's knife in his right hand. The bloodthirsty aura on his body directly put heavy pressure on Yun Xianque and others.

    Of course, what frightened them the most was the butcher knife in Zhurong Rong¡¯s hand. Its invisible and threatening aura made their scalps numb.

    The lowest level is the existence of a saint.

    "We, we're afraid we're going to make a mistake again!" Looking at Zhu Zhurong's appearance, the Fifth Formation suddenly showed a bitter and frightened smile.

    "Yes, looking at this guy's appearance, I'm afraid he's a bit stronger than this old man." The corners of Yun Xianque's mouth were also full of bitterness.

    For a while.

    Everyone¡¯s faces were filled with sadness.

    These existences, which are stronger than the others, are actually gathered together in this small Pingjiang City. If you mention any one of them, they are all existences that can kill a lot of people in Nansha with just a fart.

    "Why are you free today?" Uncle Wang asked with a smile.

      "This is not because you, an old man, said you wanted to eat ribs. I brought in the leftover ribs from today's sale for you." Pork Rong laughed loudly, threw the string of ribs on the table, and shouted:  "Old man, bring me a cutting board and I'll chop it up for you."

    "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

    Uncle Wang stood up and brought a chopping board and handed it to Pork Rong. Pork Rong took the chopping board and chopped the ribs while looking at Yun Xianque and others and asked: "By the way, old man, what do these people do?  "

    "Alas, these people are bullying my old man when they see me alone!" Uncle Wang sighed.

    "oh?"

    An evil aura suddenly emerged from Zhu Zhurong's body, and his tiger-like eyes immediately fell on Yun Xianque and the others.

    "Are these little brats actually bullying the old man? That's unforgivable!" While speaking, Zhu Rong chopped the ribs in his hand with a knife.

    Seeing this, the faces of Fifth Changkong and others who were kneeling on the ground changed drastically. Especially when they saw the way Zhu Zhurong dropped the butcher knife in his hand, everyone was even more frightened and their eyelids were twitching.

    Fifth Changkong was so frightened that his teeth chattered, and he shouted in mourning: "Senior, senior, two seniors, we were wrong, we were blind, please spare your life!"

    "Spare your life, why didn't you know to spare your life when you bullied the old man?"

    Zhu Rong slammed the ribs in his hand on the chopping board, walked over and lifted Wu Changkong up, and used the cold butcher's knife on his neck to pull back and forth.

    "Ah ah ah, I'm dead, dead, dead, I was wrong, ah ah ah"

    Fifth Changkong was so frightened that he trembled all over and burst into tears.

    "Forget it, just throw them out for a few brats." Uncle Wang couldn't hear the pig-killing cry, put down his tea cup and waved his hand.

    "roll!"

    Pork Ronghu¡¯s eyes widened and he shouted.

    When they saw Wu Changkong and others, they immediately ran away in a mess as if they were on the verge of amnesty.

    After everyone escaped, they didn¡¯t know what to do for a while.

    "What to do next, go back?"

    Yunxianque asked with a frown.

    "Go, must go."

    Fifth Changkong blushed and roared unwillingly: "The pig butcher and the old man are just like us at first glance. They just came earlier than us. They must have been blessed by Mr. to be so powerful. Let's go."  There is another beef noodle restaurant here, I¡¯ll go talk to it.¡±

    With that said, he walked into the shop behind the beef stall.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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