In February, the New Year, relatives came to my house and made a lot of noise. In addition, two cheating people who have been staying at home have played mahjong for two weeks. At 6 o'clock, I asked me to get up to buy breakfast, at 8 o'clock, I got up to eat, I started playing mahjong at 9 o'clock, lunch at 12 o'clock, sleep, continue playing mahjong at 3 o'clock, dinner at 6 o'clock, rest for a while, watch TV, continue playing mahjong at 7 o'clock, and go to bed at 11 o'clock.

Is mahjong so interesting? I can't feel it at all. Hello.

Well, I vomited blood because I was so annoyed. Then it was March. The old man was sick and had to go out to the hospital every day at 6:30 in the morning. He took care of him until he came back at 7:30 in the evening. What's even more funny is that I didn't buy a laptop.

In April, I thought I could take a break, and then the shameful game I played was updated to keep up with the version →→, don’t care about this!

Anyway, I think this book is like a foodie born in the Great Famine era. Hey...

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‘The monkeys have already escaped with bananas?’ Wang Dong silently glanced at the monkey who looked like a loser in life, and silently lit a burning candle for him in his heart.

Monkey, Monkey, you can certainly escape the first day of the 1st day of the 1st day, but the fifteenth will eventually come. When the fifteenth comes, your 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of the 1st month of

"Wang Dong, how do you... how do you know these people?" Wang Meimei carefully pulled Wang Dong's sleeve, then leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice.

She was really scared. The core disciples of the eight major families and major sects! They all came?

This feeling is like you suddenly discover that you have a boss in the social circle of the Mediterranean uncle who has been living next to you who often comes to get breakfast...

"Uh, let's say so." Wang Dong frowned a little distressedly, thinking about where to start talking.

"Ah, I know, I know!" Wang Meimei waved her hand nervously and said stutteringly: "Some things cannot be said randomly, right?"

Wang Dong was stunned, looking at the panic in Wang Meimei's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh, grabbed her hand, and said seriously: "Where is me, now the class leader of the martial arts class of Tianmao Academy. They are all students in the martial arts class, so I have control over them."

"Squad Leader?" Wang Meimei stared at Wang Dong with wide eyes and said in disbelief: "Squad Leader of the Martial Arts Class?"

"Yeah." Wang Dong nodded with a smile, looked at Wang Meimei with a compliment, and said, "How is it, isn't it amazing?"

"Well, it's very awesome..." Wang Meimei just said this and was stunned. Then she suddenly remembered something. She looked at Wang Dong with a angry face, stretched out her hand and pulled his ear and said, "Wait, squad leader? Didn't this mean you have known about psychics long ago? I still feel strange, why are you with Yue Yongge? Ha, I'll introduce you to the world of psychics with a mysterious face... I... am I embarrassed to lose!"

Wang Meimei cried out with a wail and covered her face with her hands. This feeling was like one day the real friend of Tang Jia San Shao said to Tang Jia San Shao with a mysterious face: "I'll tell you, I found a website called ○Dian Chinese.com, which has a novel called Tang Jia San Shao. It is written very well. I have time to show you!"

I don’t know, but once I know how stupid I have done, does that feeling just want to die?

"Uh... that..." Wang Dong looked around with a little embarrassedly, and found that the group of animals in the class were all looking at his smirks with a wicked look on his face. The class leader, who had always been noble and cold, was defeated. At this moment, Wang Dong deeply understood a fact--It is better to begging for others than asking for others!

"Sister Meimei, listen to me." Wang Dong looked at Wang Meimei with a serious face and said in his magnetic voice: "I am very grateful for telling me those things. Although you may think you are showing off your skills, in my eyes, you are a sister's love for her younger brother."

‘I love to take care of you!’ The students in the class complained in their hearts: ‘She simply wanted to show off that she was actually a psychic. Where can I tell you that she was a psychic?’

"Hmph!" Wang Meimei curled her lips, let go of her hand, then looked at Wang Dong with a little confusion, and asked, "Are you... still Wang Dong?"

"Of course." Wang Dong smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Wang Meimei's face, and said seriously: "I am Wang Dong, this will not change."

Wang Meimei was stunned, then suddenly slapped Wang Dong's hand away and said viciously: "You dare to pinch my face! I'm a sister!"

"Hey!?" Wang Dong made a surprise cry, then looked helplessly as Wang Meimei reached her hand on her face, and then pinched her hard.

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"Everyone, I'm Wang Feng." Wang Feng, the head of the Wang family, stood on the stage of the banquet hall, with his hands behind his back and said loudly.

Although there is no microphone, with Wang Feng's internal force, it is very simple to spread his voice to the entire banquet hall.

Therefore, people in every corner heard Wang Feng's voice, and those who were talking in a low voice also closed their mouths and looked at Wang Feng standing on the stage.

"Today is the annual return dinner for the Wang family. The meaning is to allow those who were sent out to experience social tempers as children to return to the Wang family." Wang Feng said slowly, but none of the people present were fools. They all knew that Wang Feng was just saying it nicely.

Send it out for tempering? It’s just that it’s just that it’s not talented and has no value for cultivation, so it’s just that it’s just that it’s sent out for itself.

"And today, there will be some special guests, including the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianru; the head of the Qian family, Qian Yuanming..." Every time Wang Feng introduced a person, an old man came out from behind and stood on the stage with Wang Feng, looking at the young people below with a smile.

When Wang Feng first introduced the news, there was a sudden noise of discussion below. After all, some people entered the banquet hall after these old men came, so they didn't know that the visitor was so big this time.

As the names appeared one by one, the noise gradually disappeared. The people below were already scared, the heads of the eight major families!

This is not about the kittens and dogs on the roadside or the boss of this group, or the head of this group, these are the heads of the eight major families! The eight major families that have mastered most of the lifelines of China!

These eight old men may not be as shocking as they walked outside in this banquet hall. After all, things like the eight major families are not something that ordinary people can know.

But now, even those who only returned to the Wang family yesterday have been told about the supernatural world! So everyone knows how heavy the eight people on this stage are.

"Hahaha, I'm late!" At this time, a string of heroic laughter suddenly came from the gate. A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe walked over with great strides, bowed slightly to Wang Feng, and said, "Yi Yunshan, I've seen Mr. Wang Feng."

"Hahaha, the head of the Wudang Sect, Yi Yunshan." Wang Feng laughed and said, "Why do you have time to come to the Wang family today?"

Yi Yunshan spread his hands helplessly and said, "What are the reasons for these people? Here are the reasons."

"You guy, the news is still as wise as ever." Zhao Tianru smiled and said, "I'm afraid you are not the only one who comes, right?"

"Hey, that bald donkey is behind~" Yi Yunshan smiled, then looked around with a nervous look on his face, and breathed a sigh of relief after not finding the figure wearing a cassock.

"Believe it or not, I'll pull out all your hair?" At this time, a sneering voice came from the ceiling, which scared Yi Yunshan. He quickly turned around and looked at the visitor with a cautious look and said, "Oh, Yitong, do you know that monks should quit the anger!?"

"Jie Chen, I naturally know." Yitong looked at Yi Yunshan and said with a smile: "But I also know that your skin is itchy again."

"Hiss! Hey, I tell you, don't think that you can be proud of your thirteenth Taibao practiced the Golden Bell Cover to defeat my Wudang sword technique." Yi Yunshan was unhappy at the time and squinted and said, "Be careful that I put peppers in your vegetarian dish."

"..." Yitong looked at Yi Yunshan with a smug look on Yi Yunshan with a twitching face, and sighed helplessly.

But in all things such as horizontal practice, there will be a cover door, and this cover door is a "loophole", which means the only weakness in it. Some people have armpits, some are younger brothers, and some are belly buttons.

There is only one cover door, which means that unless a person who practices kung fu is hit by the cover door, even if you use an electric drill to drill the little brother, he will eat fruit with a comfortable look on his face and say, "Yaqidian, Yiku."

The disadvantage of Yitong is that it is a tender daisy. Although the two butts are usually clamped to protect the chrysanthemum from being attacked, it also gives Yitong a taboo, which is "spicy".

Simply put, it is not spicy. As for the reason... I believe many people understand it.

So in the face of such threats as Yi Yunshan, Yi Tong could only turn his head with a convulsion and refuse to talk to this bastard, but he could not refute anything - he was afraid of eating spicy food.

"Okay, you guys come, you've been making trouble for many years." Wang Feng shook his head helplessly and said unhappy: "I've been asked to laugh at the junior, come up quickly."

"Hehe, there is no way, I can't change it." Yi Yunshan walked to the stage with a smile, then went to the prepared Taishi chair and said with satisfaction: "It's so comfortable."

"Amitabha, thank you for the reception." Yitong called Wang Feng a Buddha's name, then bowed slightly, and sat on the chair, looking at the people below the stage with a serious look on his face.

'This is the gap.' Wang Feng shook his head and continued, "Okay, let's start now."

As he said that, Wang Feng slowly sat on the Grand Master chair behind him. As the head of the Wang family, he naturally could not host the banquet himself - even if Wang Dong attended.

Because Wang Dong did not show up in person, Wang Feng didn't need to perform too abnormally! It was enough to show his respect when opening the banquet hall to the No. 1 banquet hall.

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Chapter completed!