Xia Longwei praised excitedly: "Okay, good kill. Li Pengfei is Zheng Shanhu's right-hand man and can be called his arm. Now that you have eliminated him, you have really made a great contribution and it is amazing."
Ximen Lang said very modestly: "Weige is a great prize."
But Xia Zhiyuan held his hand and said, "Hurry up with me upstairs and bandage your wound."
Xia Longwei hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Ximen, please go up with Zhiyuan quickly. It's important to treat the wound."
"Well, I'll excuse you now."
Ximen Lang followed Xia Zhiyuan upstairs to her very spacious bedroom. Xiaocai, the macaw standing on the shelf, tilted her head and shouted in a strange voice: "This kid is here again."
"Xiao Cai, long time no see, how are you?" Ximen Lang thought it was quite interesting and went up to greet it with a smile.
But Xiaocai screamed strangely and said: "What a fart, the young lady has been harmed by this kid like you."
Xia Zhiyuan blushed and said angrily: "Xiao Cai, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will put you in solitary confinement."
Xiaocai's huge body trembled with fright, and then she recited a poem, "Red beans are born in the south. When spring comes, a few branches will grow. I hope you will pick more. This is the most loved thing."
Seeing the parrot suddenly uttering such a poem expressing the pain of lovesickness, Ximen Lang couldn't help but be a little confused and couldn't help but look at the beautiful Xia girl beside him.
Xia Zhiyuan's face turned red and she scolded: "Xiao Cai, you still don't shut up."
"Shut up, just shut up." Xiao Cai said in a glib tone, fluttered her wings and flew up, landing on the window sill seven or eight meters away, and began to eat peanuts, appearing to be concentrating on it.
Xia Zhiyuan said bitterly: "This dead bird talks nonsense. Don't listen to it."
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "Xiao Cai is quite fun."
"Come and sit here, I'll treat your wound." Xia Zhiyuan took out hydrogen peroxide cotton wool, gauze and other items from the cabinet. Because she likes to fight and sometimes gets injured, she has these items to treat wounds.
Ximen Lang walked over, sat on the sofa, took off his coat, and unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt, revealing the wound on his shoulder. He saw that the blood had solidified and pooled together to form purple dirt.
Xia Zhiyuan came over, put the thing in her hand on the coffee table, picked up a piece of cotton wool with tweezers, poured some hydrogen peroxide on it, bent down and carefully wiped his wound, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, you can continue." In order to relieve the pain, Ximen Lang's eyes stayed on the two bulging balls in the other party's clothes, and he thought wretchedly, they haven't seen each other for a few days, and it seems that Yuan Yuan's place is yu again.
A lot, could it be because I developed it for her?
Seeing that his breathing suddenly became heavy, Xia Zhiyuan couldn't help but wonder. She looked over and saw this brat staring at her Bobo. She guessed that he was thinking of something unsightly, and his face turned red.
, asked angrily: "What are you looking at?"
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "Look at the leather ball. It's definitely genuine leather. I like the size very much."
Xia Zhiyuan said angrily: "Don't look at it, that's mine..."
Ximenlang snorted, "Stingy guy... Okay, I won't read anymore." He turned his head to the side as if he was angry.
Seeing that he no longer looked at her, Xia Zhiyuan concentrated on treating his wound, wiping off all the blood and bandaging it with gauze, as skillfully as a professional nurse.
After she finished bandaging, Ximenlang stood up and said, "Yuanyuan, you should rest first. I'll go downstairs to discuss something with your father and the others."
Xia Zhiyuan said, "I'll accompany you there."
"All right."
The two came down from upstairs and went to the living room. Ximen Lang sat on the sofa opposite Xia Longwei, and Xia Zhiyuan sat down next to him, inadvertently showing her attachment to the boy, which made Military Advisor He Zhongjian and others...
It feels strange, why does the eldest lady, who always seems to have high standards, be so fond of this guy? I don't know what method he uses.
Xia Longwei looked over and said, "Ximen, let me introduce to you. These are the backbones of our Yihe Gang." Then, he introduced the military advisor and the three incense masters to each other.
Based on the previous requests from them, Ximen Lang did not show much enthusiasm. He just nodded to them and did not say any polite words such as "I have long admired my name."
This sixteen-year-old boy has always believed that respect between people is mutual. Since you don't respect me, why should I respect you? Otherwise, wouldn't that be a crime?
He Zhongjian and others who are well-known in Heshuo Road are certainly unhappy with his performance. They believe that as a senior and a famous person, of course they have the right to be awesome to a junior like you, but you cannot ignore them indifferently.
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Seeing the awkward situation, Xia Longwei hurriedly said: "Ximen, your Julang Gang and my Yihe Gang are currently in a joint state. We are all brothers in the trenches, and we have to fight side by side in the days of dealing with the Shanhe Gang.
, you must get along well."
Ximen Lang nodded and said calmly: "I will. However, this must be under the condition that your subordinates can live in harmony with me."
Among the three incense masters, Liu Zhenyun, the Splashing Swordsman, has always been arrogant and irritable. When he saw the other party being so arrogant, he couldn't help but feel angry and cursed: "Smelly boy, I have to give you some face, don't you? You, a junior in the world, have to know how to respect your seniors, don't you?"
A little courtesy."
Ximen Lang snorted coldly and said unconvinced: "You bullshit senior, the world has always been a place where strength speaks for itself. Whoever is stronger is the boss. Stop pretending to be the boss with me."
How could Liu Zhenyun get off the stage after being reprimanded like this by a junior in front of the boss and brothers? His pig-belly face turned red, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. When his right hand was afraid of the coffee table, it made a banging sound, and his thick body suddenly stood up.
He stood up and said angrily: "You..."
What Ximen Lang dislikes the most is this kind of guy who likes to be a veteran and pretends to be cool. A contemptuous look flashed in his eyes, and he said disdainfully: "What are you, you don't know if you are just a idiot, what are you talking about here.
You are just an incense owner
That’s all. Who do you have to brag about me? As partners, our Julang Gang is on an equal footing with your Yihe Gang. Your boss and I are at the same level. You can rest wherever you like and don’t keep messing around.
Barking, it’s so noisy.”
These words made Liu Zhenyun even more furious. As one of the incense masters of the big gang, the nickname Pofengdao was famous in Heshuo Road. None of the younger generations could not respectfully call him "Master Liu, Sanye" when they saw him.
"Unexpectedly, how could he bear being scolded by this ignorant boy? His face turned the color of pig liver, and he said angrily: "You are looking for death..."