Song did not ask about Abusjda's origin and asked Lao Hu to arrange a residence for him.

"Yizi, you said Alang is the same. Even if he is busy, he can't even go back to his home all day long. What's the point? Isn't Lu Yongcheng a great power? So he asked him to go and make the house deserted and uninterrupted."

Yang Chenglie has been out early and coming back late in the past two days, and has not even come back all day.

Song naturally felt bad. Seeing Yang Shouwen sitting down aside, he couldn't help but complain to him.

Yang Shouwen could only agree with a wry smile, but didn't know how to explain it. If he told Song that Yang Chenglie had a lot of trouble now, Song would probably have to worry again. He could only comfort Song's words, and he took the opportunity to sneak out of the living room.

Outside the wing room in the front yard, the young lady and Qingnu took Bodhi and four puppies, looking inside curiously.

Yang Shouwen walked over, and each person had a broken head, which caused two little girls to be coquettish. He smiled and rubbed their little heads and walked into the wing room. In the wing room, Lao Hutou was helping Jeddah make the bed. When he saw Yang Shouwen coming in, Lao Hutou hurried over to greet him.

"Old Hutou, you go out first."

"yes."

Lao Hutou left the room, and Yang Shouwen sat on Hu's bed beside him, holding young lady with one hand and Qingnu with the other.

"Young lady, Qingnu, this is Jeddah.

Jeddah, they are all my sisters, so you should take care of them in the future. There are not many people in our family and there are not many rules. You have seen it just now. In addition to my parents, there are also aunts in the kitchen, including Lao Hutou, which is all in the Yang family. In addition, there are three people who are not here, and it is estimated that they will take some time to come back."

Abusjda nodded, took off half of his animal skin and hung it on the hanger.

Then, he lifted his clothes and knelt on the couch, looking at Yang Shouwen.

Actually, it’s quite painful to communicate with a mute!

Yang Shouwen smiled and said, "Jeddah, we are talking ugly in front of you. After I finish speaking, if you don't want to, you can leave here."

He said, patted the young lady's head gently, and signaled the young lady to take Qingnu out.

Yang Shouwen stared at Jeddah and said, "I don't care what your relationship with Lao Jun had in the past, nor do I care who Ogodai is you. However, if you enter my Yang family today, you will be my Yang family from now on. If you are willing to be a member of the Yang family, I should treat you as a family member; but if you are half-hearted, don't blame me for being ruthless then."

A look of disapproval appeared in Jeddah's eyes.

Obviously, he didn't care about Yang Shouwen's threat.

"Don't you believe it?"

Jeddah's mouth twitched, as if he was sneering.

However, before his smile faded, Yang Shouwen suddenly raised his hand and a cold light flew out of his hand. Jeddah didn't even have time to react, but felt a coldness pass over his head and hit the bronze mirror behind him with a bang.

The bronze mirror fell to the ground with a clang, and a deep pit appeared on it.

An iron ball with a diameter of about twenty centimeters was rolling on the ground, and a dagger appeared in Yang Shouwen's hand.

"Wogedai said that you are very skilled in martial arts. If Lao Jun can recommend you here, I believe you are not an ordinary person.

But believe me, I have countless ways to kill you... I told you this today, it is a villain first and a gentleman. It is still too late for you to leave now, otherwise if you agree to stay and want to leave, then you will be my Yang Shouwen's enemy."

After Yang Shouwen finished speaking, he stood up.

"Think clearly, you can leave at any time before dawn tomorrow."

He said, walking out with his hands behind his back.

This iron pill technique was also practiced by Yang Shouwen after he was awake. He had been lying in bed for more than ten years in his previous life, and he would throw iron pills into pots with them for no reason. It was a hit. But now, the game he used to pass the time in the past has been practiced by him.

Sometimes, you must show strong enough to convince people.

Abusjda is different from Yang Moli.

Jasmine had no thoughts. The most pleasant thing in her life was that she could eat her stomach every day, and she was carefree all day long. But Abusjda was probably trained by Gai Laojun as an assassin before this. Although he couldn't speak, Yang Shouwen could feel the unruly of this guy. He would never be polite to such a person.

"Brother Sitzi, is he a bad guy?"

Yang Shouwen walked out of the wing room and saw the young lady standing at the door.

She looked at Yang Shouwen in confusion, with a look of confusion on her face.

"Why do you say that?"

"I saw it when Brother Yizi hit him just now."

Yang Shouwen laughed silently when he heard this, and said softly: "Don't think about it young mother. I'm not beating him, I'm just scaring him.

However, if everyone lives together in the future, young mother will not be allowed to bully him."

"It's like it was for Yang Moli?"

"Oh... Yang Moli, we are our family.

When will he become our family, and when will he treat him like Yang Moli? Do you understand?"

"Young mom understands!"

Yang Youniang nodded obediently, suddenly smiled again, and took Yang Shouwen's hand and said, "Brother Sighzi, come and tell stories. You didn't tell stories yesterday. Last time you said that Tang Seng was arrested in Xiao Leiyin Temple, what happened later?"

Yang Shouwen immediately laughed and squatted down and hugged the young lady in her arms.

"Okay, let's continue to tell the story."

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That night, Yang Shouwen did not have a good rest.

There was suddenly one more person at home. If you said there was no precaution, of course it would be impossible.

Fortunately, with Bodhi and others at night, Yang Shouwen was much more relaxed. The next day, the rain stopped! When a red sun burst out from the sky, Yang Shouwen held a tiger and swallowed a big gun and came to the courtyard in the front yard. However, he was not the first person to get up. Abusjda had already gotten up and was dancing the spear in the courtyard.

I saw the spear in Abusjda's hands as if there was life, flying up and down, whirring.

Yang Shouwen looked aside for a while and couldn't help but nod.

In terms of marksmanship, Jeddah's spear is not surprising, nor is it as exquisite as the nine-son serial guns passed down by Yang Shouwen. However, his marksmanship is simple and plain, but powerful. Jeddah's marksmanship is described in one word, which is fast. Moreover, there is no trick in his marksmanship. He goes straight and opens and closes, but exudes a strong murderous intent.

This should be a shooting technique on the battlefield!

Yang Shouwen looked at it for a while and couldn't help feeling itchy.

"Jeddah, let me learn about your spear."

While speaking, he jumped into the field. However, before he could stand firm, a spear shadow stabbed him. The spear was as fast as lightning. Yang Shouwen quickly raised his gun to greet him and fought with Jeddah. Yang Shouwen's nine-son series of guns were divided into nine ways, but in the end, there was only one style, which was stabbing. The front stab, the upper stab, the lower stab, the left stab, and the right stab... The gun was serialized, the tiger swallowed the big gun and drew out one after another, and the gun shadows enveloped Jeddah.

The two of them have similar killing methods, but Yang Shouwen is even more powerful, and Jeddah's killing method is that he is fearless and fearless.

You went back and forth, and before you knew it, you fought for more than a dozen rounds.

The competition between the two even alarmed Yang Youniang and Yang Qingnu. The two little girls stood on the porch and shouted loudly, cheering for Yang Shouwen. However, the young lady shouted for a while, and her eyes suddenly turned and she shouted at Abusjeda: "Brother Jeddah, come on."

Abusjda's spear was paused, and the attack, which was originally like a storm, suddenly had a flaw.

At this moment, Yang Shouwen poked out his gun and slapped him on the waist. Fortunately, Yang Shouwen did not exert force, and Jeddah staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The young lady immediately shouted: "Brother Yizi is rude."

"Young mom, how can you turn against me?"

"Where do I have it?"

The young lady smiled and said, "Brother Yizi said that if Brother Jeddah is still here after dawn today, he will be a family with us. Since he is a family, how can you just cheer for Brother Veddah? Hehe, Brother Jeddah must also cheer for him."

There was no expression on Abusjda's face.

He looked at Youniang with a spear, and a warm feeling flashed in his blue eyes, but it disappeared immediately.
Chapter completed!