He became the Akime Mountain Racing God, and Zhao Ziyue was about to embark on a journey again. Although Xiaoyu had too much unwillingness in his heart, Xiaoyu was not a nuisance. He just carefully helped Zhao Ziyue to tidy up his collar, kissed him gently on his cheek, and told him earnestly: "Promise me, don't work so hard anymore." Zhao Ziyue nodded obediently this time and gave Xiaoyu a hug.

The hot monster assembly vehicle with the engine was handed over to Uncle Qi for repair, which was probably enough for him to be busy for a while. Zhao Ziyue, who was scolded, almost ran away. No wonder Uncle Qi was angry. The bolts that were twisted by a wrench and a wrench, and the car that was knocked out by a hammer and awl were almost scrapped by him. However, what made Zhao Ziyue happy was that Uncle Qi and his abandoned children moved to the city. Before leaving, he threw a card to Uncle Qi, and Uncle Qi wanted to do it. Waiting for him, he was grinning.

It was said that this was the hard-earned money he had saved for more than a year as a salesman. Uncle Qi asked, just by being a salesman, he could save so much money. Zhao Ziyue said that there was no way for the boss to see his brother looking handsome, and he was happy to reward his brother with a building, but we didn't like the small building, which was only 100 square meters, and sold the house before coming to Hong Kong. He asked Uncle Qi and the children to spend it with confidence, and the money was absolutely clean. Uncle Qi reluctantly accepted it, and laughed and scolded him for a promising moment.

Now, I'm a little white-faced person. [bsp;   Aston Martin, who stepped on the lone eagle again, the yellow spirit drew a ghostly arc in the night sky. Zhao Ziyue now has two red and yellow jade butterflies on his body, which adds two more capital and adds three more vagueness. The green butterfly jade with a huge fighting spirit is in the hands of Qinglong, and it is probably difficult for him to get it over. By the way! Isn't I still alive? He is Qinglong's uncle, and then

Wait for him to take action. Hehe, Master Uncle takes action for two, can Qinglong refuse? There is also the green butterfly jade in Xuanwu's hand. This guy is skilled but doesn't show his face on the Chinese Dragon List. I guess this guy is more patient than the Arctic Wolf and is a perverted opponent. As for the white butterfly jade, I don't know where it is. I guess even if Ling Yun doesn't know the whereabouts of the white butterfly jade, she can provide some clues. After returning, she starts with the white butterfly jade.

Retrieving the feel from Akime Mountain, Zhao Ziyue's feet were filled with wind, and a yellow Aston Martin was almost driven out of the Rockets by him...

The camera turned and returned to Xiangshan City.

Coyote Gang Headquarters.

"Damn it! It's so big!" Yan Butt looked at Mo Xiaoming's face and smashed his tongue: "That guy Menle is so cruel! Look, he beats Xiaoming like a pig's head. His cheeks are so swollen that he's swelling, and he's sucked to the pumpkin."

Quick Knife kept shaking her head aside.

The old slut* Bao Guying took a sip of tea and stroked his coquettish beard and said disdainfully: "Master is the one who leads the door to practice. Who can I blame this? The kid who is busy playing the kung fu is a long time. I guess even if you are facing the cigarette butt, you will have to go through a lot of trouble. That kid is different now..."

"Really!" Yan Butt asked in shock.

The old Guying provoked, "If you don't believe it, wait for him to come back, you can try it." After saying that, he looked at Mo Xiaoming who couldn't stand up to the wall and said sarcastically: "Don't go out today. Stay honestly at home. You are ugly, but you look even worse than Zhu Bajie. Don't scare people when you run out!"

The pig-headed brother Mo Xiaoming, sitting in the corner, glared at his master hatefully. How could he sarcastically mock his disciple like this? I was beaten up by someone and I am still angry now. If you don’t comfort me, you will still put some harm.

Gu Ying didn't plan to let him go. "Don't say I'm your master when I leave this door, we can't afford to lose this person!" Mo Xiaoming was almost angry to death.

Mr. Wohu, Zhuge Shenji, had already returned to his room and lying down. Datian Er's injury recovered very quickly, and he was sorting out some forms in his hands with Brother Diao in the office next door. When the territory was small, he always hoped that one day it would become bigger. But when it really became bigger, it was really difficult to manage. This is how Brother Diao feels now. Every day, he looked at the expanding territory in his hands, and it was all real money and silver flowing into his pocket! I guess the brothers' members will double this month.

Menle returned to the training room with a midnight snack, and was catching up with the imposing cigarette butts. Cigarette butts were about to fight him one-on-one. Pig-headed brother Mo Xiaoming grinned and cheered. Menle quickly waved his hand to express his dissatisfaction. Everyone was making a fuss, and a slightly tired and clear voice came-

"What are you afraid of him? Xiaole beats him hard!"

Everyone looked back and screamed in surprise. "Brother! Brother Yuezi! Dead Qilin!"

Mo Xiaoming even threw himself into Zhao Ziyue's arms and cried so hard that he was snotted and tears were like an angry young wife. Brother Diao and Datian Er ran over when they heard the sound. The brothers were almost so excited that they burst into tears.

"Brother! Where have you been these days? We all thought you didn't want us anymore?" Men Le grinned.

"Brother, I thought you were exhausted from lying on the belly of that sister-in-law... Next time I encounter this situation, tell me a few times, brothers, don't hold on..." Yanbutt smiled evilly.

"Brother, I thought you were afraid of beating the commander of the military region and fled." Datian Er added fuel to the fire.

"Brother, young man, be at ease. Don't dodge your waist on the bed." Brother Diao shook his big light head and said, "Shut down."

Kuaidao called out to the elder brother, then stood behind everyone with a blushing face. Mo Xiaoming was the most shameless, and he cried on Zhao Ziyue's shoulders, crying so sadly. "Brother Yuezi, my life is so miserable. Your mysterious disappearance. Several sisters-in-law called me here in the past two days and asked me who wanted you... I don't know where you went, how can you get married to them! Who would think that these sisters-in-law got together and beat me up with one call, and I would be able to hand you over within three days, otherwise my little ** will be cut off... Brother Yuezi, you must make the decision for me..."

Zhao Ziyue was stunned when he heard this. "Really fake?" The old slut Bao Guying next to him replied with a serious look on his face: "Of course it's true. I can testify, can this be fake?"

Looking at the other people, Kuaidao covered his stomach and said that his stomach hurt, so he hurriedly ran to the cottage. Yanbutt also said that his aunt was here and ran like a rabbit. Menle curled his lips and greeted everyone for midnight snacks. Brother Diao and Datian Er looked at each other, and their heads were shaking like rattles.

When Zhao Ziyue saw that he had a clear mind, he patted Mo Xiaoming on the back and cursed, "Stop crying, like a sissy. I feel embarrassed if you don't think you are embarrassed. I will teach you a lesson to these wives. If you don't get rid of the house for three days, you will be rebelling against them!"

Mo Xiaoming wiped his tears and said, "That's right, they're against them! Especially Ziyi wants to teach her a lesson, and there's Sister Manni... Forget it, Sister Manni is fine, she also said she wants to introduce me to a partner. There are also the college student Xue Lingyun who kills people with her eyes when she sees others not as beautiful as herself all day long... There are two people I don't know... Brother Yuezi..."

Suddenly, there was no movement in the room. Mo Xiaoming raised his head and looked puzzledly. Brother Yuezi was staring at him with a cold look. Mo Xiaoming screamed that he was not good and was about to avoid his body, but suddenly he felt his body flying like a cloud. However, Zhao Ziyue was still taking care of him, but he threw him on a cotton mat not far away. But this time it also threw Mo Xiaoming into pieces, grinning in pain.

Guying saw Aston Martin, who was violently ravaged by Zhao Ziyue downstairs, roared to the sky. He held Zhao Ziyue's hand and asked him to compensate. Zhao Ziyue took out his tablet Nokia from his pocket while Guying was not paying attention and said with a smile: "Give compensation? OK, I will pay you a carriage. It was made in Berlin, Germany in the 1950s, with eight glass lamps on it..." His body disappeared into the night sky like a ghost. Behind him, the scream of the Guying being exposed to anus came.

Zhao Ziyue returned to the doghouse in Jinshan Market. The elusive little fairy Manni was gone, and I don’t know where she ran away again. Zhao Ziyue was too lazy to care. She couldn’t sing to the sky, "Fall in love with someone who doesn’t go home"? She plunged into the big bed that was still faintly fragrant with the woman, and slept comfortably. She didn’t know where she died again.

No words all night.

Early the next morning, Zhao Ziyue replaced the blood wolf Xiaojing like a good baby. He drove a brand new QQ to carry Ling Yun and daughter Chen Luhua to class.

Ling Yun opened her mouth and finally resisted asking. She understood that if Zhao Ziyue wanted her to know, even if she didn't ask, Zhao Ziyue would tell her.

Driving the car, Zhao Ziyue smiled at Ling Yun and said, "I have been to Hong Kong these two days and met a friend..."

"Oh." Ling Yun responded. Although she had a forced smile on her face, she felt that the person Zhao Ziyue went to see was a woman, a young and beautiful woman. Suddenly, a large picture she saw in the school cafeteria TV a few days ago appeared in her mind for no reason. 'The Hong Kong business world has added another myth, and the financial young coach Lu Xiaoyu controls Myth Holdings to go public...' Myth is full of Lu Xiaoyu's charming smile. "How could that happen?" Ling Yun said to herself, shook her head with a wry smile.

"It must be my girlfriend who was going to meet in private?" Chen Luhua said contemptuously.

"I also met your grandfather." Zhao Ziyue said with a smile.

Chen Luhua's face changed and he shouted: "Impossible! How could you see my grandfather? He is resting in the United States..."

"Dangdang..." Zhao Ziyue said proudly: "Give it--" A diamond ring flashing with blue light fell into Chen Luhua's hand. Looking at the diamond ring carefully, Chen Luhua asked in shock: "Where did you get this... this blue love?"

Zhao Ziyue lit a cigarette and smiled and said, "Your grandpa asked me to give it to you, and I will discipline you well. You shouldn't think that I killed your grandpa and pulled it down from him?"

"You..." Chen Luhua gritted his teeth at Zhao Ziyue.

"For you, Xue'er." Zhao Ziyue said, holding a white shell in his hand hanging in front of Ling Yun. The white shell was worn with red silk thread, which was very beautiful.

Ling Yun took it with a joyful look on her face and smiled sweetly: "Thank you."
Chapter completed!