"So, Brother Xiaohua, you want to avenge your adoptive father and then find someone to help you become a villain?" After hearing Hei Xiaohua's explanation, Ronger covered her mouth and exclaimed.
"Yes... It's a pity that this thing is easy to say, but there are many difficulties in realizing it." For some reason, Hei Xiaohua's opening was like a flood, and he never even mentioned these words to Jin Yin.
"Brother Xiaohua, you are so amazing! You have to wrong yourself so much for revenge!" After being surprised, Ronger suddenly stood in awe, making Hei Xiaohua feel that she had spoken to the right person.
"It's not a grievance...it's just that there are some things that you can't help yourself." Hei Xiaohua smiled. For some reason, this little girl in front of her always made her feel comfortable.
"Um..." Ronger suddenly hesitated, "Brother Xiaohua, what do you think of me?"
Hei Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted: "I understand what you are thinking, little girl, but you are mortals after all, and you will inevitably take action when the time comes to implement your plan. I'm afraid your father can't bear my whip..."
"But that's not what Ronger is talking about..." Ronger hugged Yanzhi and spoke like a mosquito.
"Little girl, what did you say?" Hei Xiaohua didn't hear clearly.
"I said..." Ronger pursed her lips and suddenly glanced, "I said that I am idle now anyway. Since Brother Xiaohua is worried that there are loopholes in the matter, why not practice with Ronger now?"
"Huh? It seems to make sense..." Hei Xiaohua patted Ronger's head excitedly, "Why didn't I think of that? Come and practice with me!"
As he said that, Hei Xiaohua pointed at the bamboo basket next to him: "Little girl, let's pretend that this is your father! Now that I have knocked down your father... I am about to take action on you!"
"That's what we call knocking down!" Ronger cooperated and kicked the bamboo basket down, then gathered her emotions and began to "cry and cry": "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Father, Father, don't be okay! Is there anyone who can save me?" I…"
"Hahaha! You scream! No one can save you even if your throat is broken! You should just go back and be the wife of the village!" Hei Xiaohua also had a ferocious expression.
"Okay, Ronger is willing..." Ronger suddenly turned red.
"Ah?" Hei Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand repeatedly and pointed to the bamboo basket lying on the ground next to him: "Little girl, how could you simply give in to this situation! Do it all over again!"
"Well..." Ronger's eyes flashed with disappointment and she nodded.
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"Uuuuuuuuah...Father! Father! Don't want to die. What will I do if you die?"
The middle-aged man was stepping on the blue clouds when he suddenly heard a burst of crying, which also made his heart thump.
"Is someone's girl in danger... But why does this crying sound like Rongrong?" The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then rushed towards the direction of the crying.
"Hahaha...you scream! Even if your throat is broken by screaming, it won't be...bad!" Hei Xiaohua was reciting words, but suddenly felt a dangerous aura coming, and hurriedly hid behind him.
"Where did this bastard come from? You are really brave! You dare to bully my daughter and you will die!" Before Hei Xiaohua could react, he saw that the person had already puffed up his robe and rushed towards her.
Seeing that the visitor was wearing the same clothes as the little girl, Hei Xiaohua couldn't help but secretly muttered: This little girl really didn't lie to herself. She just let out a cry and indeed attracted her father over.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" Hei Xiaohua hurriedly stepped away, not wanting to argue with this person.
"Ah! Father!" Ronger covered her mouth, "Father, stop, Brother Xiaohua is not a bad person!"
Unfortunately, the middle-aged man was so angry at this time that he could no longer hear the words of others and had surrounded Hei Xiaohua with murderous aura.
I felt that the visitor was in a strong mood, and it seemed unexplainable if he was not allowed to calm down. Hei Xiaohua let out an offended sound, then took out the long whip from his arms and whipped it in front of the opponent, hoping to stop him.
"Little trick!" But instead of showing any emotion, the middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the whip in the air in front of him. The end of the whip, which had already disappeared because of its speed, was easily caught in his hand.
"This..." Hei Xiaohua didn't expect the visitor to be so strong, so he wanted to withdraw the whip, but the opponent's arm holding the whip did not waver at all.
"Ha! You are not overestimating your own abilities!" The person who came just pulled the black flower whip away with a slight tug.
"Bullying my daughter, this should be an unforgivable crime! It's a pity that I never kill, so I am going to cut off both of your arms today as a slight punishment. I hope you can start a new life so that you can take care of yourself!"
As he said that, the person who came took the long whip and swung it with great force, directly wrapping Hei Xiaohua's two arms tightly. Then he pulled hard again and twisted Hei Xiaohua's arms into twists.
"Treasures like Black Dragon Muscle are not worthy of falling into the hands of villains like you! From now on, I will keep it for you and find a better place for him." As he said that, he took back his long whip, Then he came to Ronger.
"Rong Rong, don't be afraid, you were just bewitched by the female gangster! That's not father, father is here!" Seeing Rongrong holding a bamboo basket and stunned, the middle-aged man hurriedly comforted her.
"Oh father! Why don't you listen to Ronger's explanation? Look what good things you have done!" Ronger patted her clothes and stood up, running towards Hei Xiaohua, "Brother Xiaohua! You...you still Okay? Ronger is sorry for you, wuwuwu..."
"What...what's going on?" Seeing Ronger's close relationship with this vicious guy, the middle-aged man was a little baffled. After all, Ronger had never had any friends except his own clan members.
"Don't be nervous, little girl. I...I'm fine..." Since getting the Black Dragon Whip and learning how to go to sea with ten dragons, this is the first time Hei Xiaohua has been so completely defeated. She can't accept this fact for a while.
"Um... Rongrong, do you know this person?" Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, the middle-aged man suddenly became a little embarrassed and rubbed his hands.
"Father, you really don't listen to Ronger every time! Wuwuwu... Brother Xiaohua wants to take revenge... What should I do now?" Big tears had already rolled down in Ronger's dark eyes. .
"Rongrong, don't cry! Rongrong, don't cry!" The middle-aged man suddenly became at a loss. "As a father, I will take him back to the clan. I will definitely find a way to help him regain his arms!"
"Little girl...and senior, don't worry, I'm really fine." The visitor only attacked Hei Xiaohua because he was eager to protect his son. The latter had no other injuries except frustration. He hurriedly shook his head and smiled, and then twisted into Her twisted arms suddenly returned to normal, and she wiped away Ronger's tears.
"Huh?" Sensing something strange on her face, Ronger hurriedly grabbed Hei Xiaohua's hands and looked at them carefully, "Brother Xiaohua, are you really okay? But just now you clearly..."
Not only Ronger, but also the middle-aged man had a look of astonishment. He looked at the black dragon tendon in his hand, and then suddenly thought of something: "Young hero, do you know who you are with the boneless arm?"
Hei Xiaohua was a little surprised. She didn't expect anyone to know this name: "Senior, Boneless Arm is a member of the junior master's tribe."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and a hint of expectant smile appeared on his face, "May I ask the name of the young hero's master?"
"Huang You." Hei Xiaohua's tone was a little sad.
"Uh..." the middle-aged man's smile froze, "I wonder where your master is now?"
"Father!" Ronger kicked the middle-aged man's calf angrily, and then whispered a few words to the latter.
The latter was slightly startled when he heard this, and then there was a hint of apology on his face, and he handed the black dragon tendon back to Hei Xiaohua: "This young hero, I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, this junior has never felt that master has left." After taking back his long whip, Hei Xiaohua shook his head and smiled.
"That's good." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, then looked suspicious, "But... didn't Huang You tell you that he has a boneless arm?"
"Ah?" Hei Xiaohua's face was full of astonishment, and the fog in her heart finally slowly dissipated.
After learning about the inheritance of this boneless arm, the middle-aged man finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ronger: "Ronger, since you are fine, why are you crying so sadly while holding a bamboo basket?"
"I...I'm just acting with Brother Xiaohua!" Ronger said, squeezing her neck.
Feeling that his daughter was dissatisfied with his tone, the middle-aged man felt very aggrieved. After all, the situation was tense at the time and he was already blinded by anger. How could he think so much?
"Acting? What kind of drama are you acting? Can you talk to your father?" The middle-aged man said with a smile to ease the atmosphere.
"Huh?" Rong'er's eyes rolled when she heard this, "That's right! Father, you can play that bamboo basket!"
"..."
"I won't bother you, senior. I'll take my leave, junior!" Now that the little girl's father has arrived and Hei Xiaohua's mission has been completed, there is no need to stay here. The most important thing is that he doesn't have the guts to give this man a whip...
"Young hero, walk slowly!" The middle-aged man naturally did not want to condescend to play the role of a bamboo basket. Seeing that the young man was very knowledgeable, he nodded with satisfaction.
"Father, what are you doing! Why did you let Brother Xiaohua leave like this!" Ronger stomped her feet in a hurry, and something in her arms fell to the ground.
"I don't know what's so good about this little flower brother. You have two brothers. Isn't that enough?" The middle-aged man doted on Ronger's head, and then helped her pick up the things on the ground.
"Ouch!" Rong'er's face turned red as she hurriedly took the things back from her father's hands and stuffed them into her arms.
"Rouge..." The middle-aged man's aura changed, and his eyes widened: "Did that bastard give you this rouge? I'm telling you he has ulterior motives for you!"
"Father, what are you talking about? This rouge... was given to me by Brother Xiaohua after he didn't want it anymore!" Ronger's face was so red that she almost bled.
"You're confused! Rongrong, you're confused!" The middle-aged man was furious, "You don't know that for our clan, accepting rouge is a life-long matter. You picked up the rouge that others threw away, this... what is this? ah!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man softened his attitude: "Rong Rong, be good, listen to your father, and throw away the rouge..."
"I won't throw it away!" Ronger said firmly.
"Are you really not ashamed?" The middle-aged man's face turned pale.
"I really won't lose it!" Ronger showed no fear at all.
"Okay! If you don't lose me... I will go and catch that little bastard right now!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.
"Really? Father, please don't lie to me!" Rongrong's eyes lit up.
"Hmph! When did my father cheat on you, so you have to think carefully about whether to throw it away or not!" Seeing the drama, the middle-aged man asked again.
"How many times have I told you not to throw it away? Father, hurry up! Go and catch Brother Xiaohua!" Ronger urged.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt that he had been tricked, but he still hugged Ronger and rushed forward.
"Alas...I have fallen into your hands for the rest of my life..."
