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Chapter 388: Children of the Tiger

18 years ago.

A man named Zhao Gangrong was born.

This person who was destined to be extraordinary since birth was indeed extraordinary.

He has not been able to practice martial arts since he was a child...

Of course, it's vulgar to mention it here. Many current YY novels like to use this kind of opening. A young master from a rich family or a powerful family is born a waste, and then he can't practice martial arts and is bullied. Then he endures the humiliation for a few years and suddenly suddenly

Explode and become a master, a master, a master.

This plot is poorly written.

Zhao Gangjun cannot practice martial arts, but he is not a waste.

Because now is a modern city, not ancient martial arts.

It's okay if you can't practice martial arts.

Nowadays, no matter how good you are at martial arts training, you will kneel down as soon as a shot passes by. Therefore, martial arts training is at best a way to increase a person's physical fitness, just like running fast or playing basketball well.

If you do well, people may say, wow, you are great.

But if you can't do it well, it doesn't matter. No one stipulates that you have to practice martial arts.

However, Zhao Gangjun is not an ordinary person after all.

Zhao Gangjun has a father.

A very powerful dad.

Zhao Gangjun's father has not only reached the pinnacle of the world in terms of status, but also is unfathomable in terms of skill. It is said that Qinglong, who was number one in the world of martial arts more than ten years ago, was killed by Zhao Gangjun's father with one move.

Based on this situation, as soon as Zhao Gangjun was born, many people were very curious about where Zhao Tiezhu's first son would go in martial arts.

The results were surprising.

Zhao Gangjun's physical condition became very poor.

Of course, it won't be very bad.

It's just a bit inconsistent with the identity of Zhao Tiezhu's son. He doesn't practice anything, and his understanding is very poor. Basically, he is the kind of person who can only find brothers to fight in groups if he is singled out and abused.

This situation lasted until Zhao Gangjun was very old.

Many people also seem to believe that Zhao Gangjun is a helpless person.

Until Zhao Gangjun went to Hunter School, until he graduated.

Zhao Gangjun, who has now transformed into a superman, is destined to give those who bullied him back then a big surprise.

As the friend on the phone called Zhou Tian spread the word, the news that Zhao Gangjun could actually make a phone call quickly spread throughout China.

Zhao Gangjun, who was said to be the son of a cat born from a tiger, turned out to be a figure with a very high martial arts value. This news really shocked some people.

As for what this news will ultimately bring, it is still unpredictable.

Huang Lingling woke up at around six o'clock in the morning. When she saw Zhao Gangjun sitting on the sofa opposite her, Huang Lingling asked curiously, "Gangjun, what are you doing?"

"I'll come out for a glass of water. Sister Lingling, go back to the room and sleep."

"Well, I'm so sleepy and my back hurts."

Huang Lingling yawned, stretched, and returned to the room.

After Huang Lingling returned to the room, Zhao Gangjun stood up and walked into his room.

Zhao Gangjun slept until around nine o'clock in the morning.

Originally, Zhao Gangjun could sleep until the afternoon, but Zhao Gangjun had to get up because someone came to see him.

Who comes to find him?

"Dad, why are you here!"

Zhao Gangjun looked at his father in surprise.

That's right, Zhao Gangjun's father, Zhao Tiezhu, came unexpectedly on such a morning.

"Come here and talk to someone about something."

Zhao Tiezhu smiled and looked at Huang Lingling, who was sitting opposite him and was obviously very nervous, and said, "You are Lingling."

"Well, it's me, uncle!"

Huang Lingling didn't know why she was nervous, but when she saw Zhao Tiezhu sitting there, she unconsciously became restrained.

This feeling was like the feeling she had when she saw the principal when she was young.

Sitting next to Huang Lingling was Guo Furong.

At this time, Guo Furong seemed like a frightened cat.

With his eyes widened, he looked at Zhao Tiezhu, put his hands in front of him, and kept rubbing them.

She is also nervous.

It was just like when she saw the ace in their organization.

It’s just that the feeling now is countless times stronger than it was back then.

Zhao Gangjun rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "It's okay, what are you doing here?"

"Is it okay if I come to see my son?" Zhao Tiezhu's eyes widened and he said, "Anyway, you have finished the college entrance examination. I was wondering if I should take you home."

"I won't go back." Zhao Gangjun shook his head quickly.

It's ridiculous, my career is booming now, and I have to wait until I have achieved certain results before I can go home. Moreover, as long as I return home, my god-like younger brothers and sisters will always use their god-like performance.

To impact my young mind, like Zhao Yan, such as Zhao so and so.

Zhao Gangjun has a lot of younger brothers and sisters.

These younger brothers and sisters were all born to Zhao Tiezhu and his aunts, and what troubled Zhao Gangjun was that each of these younger brothers and sisters was a genius.

The genius of biopharmaceutics.

A genius in archaeological research.

Literary creative genius.

A genius in martial arts.

Genius in literature and art.

Anyway, Zhao Gangjun felt that except for himself, all his younger brothers and sisters were geniuses. Although the family was very harmonious, Zhao Gangjun felt that life had no fun as long as he was with that group of geniuses.

Being with a genius is stressful, being with a lot of geniuses is even more stressful.

As for how talented those people are...

Zhao Gangjun just remembered that when he left home, one of his younger brothers was said to be able to translate documents from the distant Atlantean period, and a younger sister could write out the engineering equations of nuclear fission on her own.

go home?

Come back to a big-headed ghost.

"Your brothers and sisters all miss you."

Zhao Tiezhu said seriously, "Especially Yan'er, who asks me all day long when Brother Gangbin will come home."

Zhao Gangjun shuddered, remembered the potion that caused him diarrhea, and said, "Dad, I'd better rest for a while. I will go back when it's time."

"It's okay if you get used to being wild outside and don't want to go home. Then you can continue to stay here."

After saying that, Zhao Tiezhu stood up and said to Huang Lingling and Guo Furong, "Gang Bian will trouble you. He is young and doesn't understand anything. He has brought you so much trouble. As an old man, I would like to say thank you on his behalf."

.”

"Uncle, don't say that."

Huang Lingling said quickly, "Gang Bian is a little grown-up."

"I know my own son well."

Zhao Tiezhu glanced at Zhao Gangjun and said, "I'm leaving first. Please pay more attention to yourself recently."

After saying that, Zhao Tiezhu said goodbye to Huang Lingling and Guo Furong, and then walked out of the house.

The Zhao Gangjun Alliance sent him to the elevator.

"Dad, I heard that you have been in some trouble recently?"

Zhao Gangjun said in a low voice.

"A little bit of trouble."

Zhao Tiezhu had an indifferent look on his face and said, "Son, Lingling is a poor child. If possible, don't let her know about our family's affairs."

"Know."

Zhao Gangjun nodded.

"Protect Lingling."

After Zhao Tiezhu left such words, the elevator arrived.

Zhao Tiezhu walked into the elevator and said, "I'm waiting for you to go home."

"knew."

Zhao Gangjun nodded.

Then I returned home with a little doubt.

Protect Lingling?

Why did dad say that?

(The 5th is my birthday, so I will update 4 times at a time. There is a cake made for me by the website on the homepage of this book. It is currently on the fourth layer. Going down, the cake will be covered with one more layer and 1 more update. It must be able to cover 50

Go to the next level and add 50 more... I hope everyone can have fun together that day. The rich will contribute money, and the powerful will contribute~)


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