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Chapter 1786 Hit him with rotten eggs

But this time, before Li Erdan could counterattack, a figure suddenly stood up among the students, it was Wang Dazhu who had just returned from Zhang Zhanpeng.

"Master Zhang Zhanpeng, I still call you master because I, Wang Dazhu, have been studying with you for several months.

But you can't slander Master Li with empty words.

As students, we can judge who has a higher teaching level. I have been studying with you for more than half a year, but I still can't release the elixir fire. But Master Li just gave me a simple pointer and he was able to tell me to release the elixir fire.

, I think everyone present can judge the level of teaching."

Wang Dazhu said coldly.

"Master Zhang Zhanpeng, to be honest, in terms of teaching level, you are really not as good as Master Li. When I was studying with you, I once asked your question. I just asked Master Li to help me answer it, and Master Li's explanation

, which is more detailed than your explanation and easier to understand.

Although I can't release the elixir fire yet, I feel that if you give me three days at most, I can release the elixir fire. If I study from you and follow the methods you teach, I want to have two more

Even in months and months, I won’t be able to release the elixir fire.”

A former student of Zhang Zhanpeng opened his mouth and said.

"As a liar, I feel that you, Zhang Zhanpeng, are the liar. It is obvious that the path of Danhuo can be shortcuted, but you taught us to make a big circle in the veins of the body, causing us to waste a few more months. I want to ask

You, Master Zhang Zhanpeng, what are your intentions?

Do you think that if you can’t teach us well, you can charge more tuition?”

Zuo Qiang said with contempt.

"Brother Zuo Qiang has said too much. Zhang Zhanpeng is a bullshit master. In order to collect more tuition fees, he did such unethical things."

"Just a month ago, I got a three-hundred-year-old elixir on Manghuang Mountain. Zhang Zhanpeng found out about it, and this old bastard threatened me, subtly and implicitly, and would kill me with a hundred Jingxin Stones.

I bought that 300-year-old elixir. You should know that a 300-year-old elixir can be sold for at least 200 meditation stones. If I didn't sell it to him, he threatened me not to become a caster in the future.

"

"It turns out that I'm not the only one threatened by this old bastard. Brother, I have suffered the same treatment as you. Last month, this old bastard suddenly came to me and said that it was his birthday and he wanted to buy a Millennium Spirit.

Yao, I'm a little short on the Calming Stone. Lend me fifty Calming Stones. But a few days ago, I didn't have any teaching fees for the Calming Stone. Go ahead and ask this old bastard for it. What do you think this old bastard said?

This old bastard said that the fifty meditation stones were given to him to celebrate his birthday and honor him."

Several former students of Zhang Zhanpeng, you and I kept saying this, and there were people on the scene who looked at Zhang Zhanpeng with disdain.

"Damn it! This Zhang Zhanpeng is so wicked. When I saw this old guy before, I always bowed to him respectfully. In my opinion, all the masters in the Hall of Fame are worthy of respect.

I didn't expect this old guy's behavior to be so despicable."

"That's right, such a moron should be expelled from the Famous Master Hall. He deserves to be called Master."

When Zhang Zhanpeng and his son heard the cursing around them, their expressions suddenly turned extremely ugly.

"Shut up, all of you. Let me see who dares to talk nonsense. You are too courageous. If you offend our Zhang family, I will make it impossible for you to move even an inch in the Ta clan."

At this moment, Zhang Lidong showed his arrogant attitude of a playboy again.

Zhang Zhanpeng, who was next to Zhang Lidong, frowned. Zhang Lidong's use of force to suppress others might temporarily have some effect, but if he doesn't do it right, it will cause public outrage. After all, there are hundreds of people in this small courtyard now.

Once it arouses public outrage, even with Zhang Zhanpeng's status, it will be difficult to end it.

At this moment, a voice of disdain came from the crowd.

"Zhang Lidong, do you really think that the Ta clan is the sole proprietor of your Zhang family?

You two, father and son, can do such immoral things, are you still afraid of being criticized?

As the saying goes, if you are upright, you are not afraid of a slanted shadow. If your father has not done anything wrong, why should you be afraid of others telling him?

Blackmailing students and buying elixirs from students at low prices. If this kind of immoral thing is brought to the Presbytery Hall, I will see how your father will end up."

"Who, please get out of here."

Originally, Zhang Lidong threatened, and the voice in the entire scene suddenly became weaker. Most people were afraid of the Zhang family's power in the Ta clan, and dared not speak out in anger. Unexpectedly, a man who did not know whether to live or die would actually come out.

"Zhang Lidong, that's what I said, others are afraid of your Zhang family, but I, Wan Hongda, am not afraid of your Zhang family."

Among the crowd, a young warrior with a similar temperament to Zhang Lidong slowly walked out of the crowd. The young man looked close to thirty years old. He held his neck, took a figure-footed step, and turned his nose and mouth upward. At first glance, he looked like a warrior.

A dandy like Zhang Lidong.

But in fact, this Wan Hongda is a playboy, and his family status in the Ta clan is even higher than that of the Zhang family.

"Wan Hongda, you..." If Zhang Lidong dared to go up to other poor people, he would give them a slap in the face. But now that he saw that the person speaking was Wan Hongda, he suddenly lost his temper.

"What's wrong with me? My mouth is on my face. Why don't you call me "Master"?

As a famous teacher, why shouldn't your father be called out for his despicable behavior?

If all the famous teachers in the Famous Master Hall are like your father, your father will destroy our Famous Master Hall. Everyone is wondering whether what I, Wan Hongda, said makes sense."

"Young Master Wan is right. An old bastard like Zhang Zhanpeng should bring up the Famous Teacher Hall.

"You're absolutely right, this kind of old bastard doesn't deserve the title of famous teacher."

With Wan Hongda interfering here, the emotions of everyone present were aroused for a moment. The heroes were furious and yelled and cursed one after another.

And at this moment, someone in the crowd threw an egg from the crowd, and it hit Zhang Zhanpeng's head impartially.

"Snapped!"

The egg was broken into pieces, and the yolk, white, and skin were all flowing. Zhang Zhanpeng's face looked like this.

Zhang Zhanpeng was almost furious. As a famous teacher in the Hall of Masters, it was really humiliating to be thrown a rotten egg. If word like this spread out, Zhang Zhanpeng really had no face to see others.

"Hahaha, who is so talented? This hand smashes rotten eggs so beautifully. Who else has it? Go ahead and smash this shameless old bastard to death."

Wan Hongda, a dandy, is a man who only enjoys the fun and is not afraid of big troubles. The more fun there is, the happier he will be.

And just as Wan Hongda finished speaking, vegetable leaves and eggs were flying in the sky among the crowd, and they were smashed towards Zhang Zhanpeng and his son.

"If Damn Shui dares to hit me with an egg, I'll kill him."

Before Zhang Lidong could finish his angry scolding, a rotten egg had already hit Zhang Lidong on the nose.

"Snapped!"


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