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Chapter 246 The Pastoral Fruit Farmer (7)

At this moment, Si Ling's mind flashed through countless scenes about hermit masters from TV series.

It turns out that there really are people like sweeping monks in this world.

The killer was able to hunt him down to this extent. In addition to knowing him very well, the more important thing was that the killer's cultivation level was higher than his.

You must know that the children of these big families have countless life-saving means when walking outside, but these life-saving means have minimal effect on this killer.

Because the killer is a seventh-level warrior.

But now this seemingly ordinary man can kill a seventh-level warrior with one slap. What does this mean?

It shows that the man is at least an eighth-level warrior.

Si Ling knew deeply how rare eighth-level warriors were. He must know that his father was able to become the patriarch of the top family in the martial arts world because of his cultivation as an eighth-level warrior.

In other words, the probability that he actually met an eighth-level warrior in such a remote place was no less than that of an ordinary citizen discovering one day that his best friend who often fights with him is actually Her Majesty the Queen of the country next door.

The little girl had no idea how shocked Si Ling was at this moment. She pouted and said angrily, "Dad is lying. There is no plane at all."

Su Zhan didn't feel at all how shameful it was that she deceived an innocent little girl. She said nonchalantly, "Really, I was wrong. Dad was wrong."

"Okay, I forgive you." The little girl wrinkled her nose, covered her mouth and said like an adult.

"Hey, dad, where is the black uncle just now?" The little girl pointed to the place where the killer was standing just now and said in confusion, her big eyes full of confusion.

"That uncle's mother asked him to go home for dinner, so he flew away in a flash." Su Zhan's expression was serious and serious. If Si Ling hadn't witnessed how the killer disappeared with his own eyes, he would have really believed him.

evil.

The little girl nodded in understanding and replied seriously, "This uncle listens to my mother. He is such a good boy."

Si Ling "......"

The mood is a little complicated!

"Niuniu also needs to be a good child." The little girl said, holding her belly. "Dad, Niuniu also needs to eat."

"Okay, let's go home for dinner." Su Zhan smiled fondly.

Si Ling watched them prepare to leave, and he felt anxious all of a sudden. He couldn't wait for the news of the successful assassination. The person who wanted to kill him would definitely send someone to check. Then he would be a chopping block if he was poisoned and unable to move.

Is the meat on the table free to be slaughtered?

Just after being rescued, he might face death the next second. No matter how hard Si Ling's heart was, it was shaken to pieces at this moment.

"Dad, this uncle has been standing here for a long time without moving. Is he playing a wooden game?"

The little girl's clear voice rang in Si Ling's ears, cheering him up immediately.

Boss, look here, look at the poor child who is unable to move due to the toxins running into his legs. He needs your help.

However, what made him despair was that Su Zhan didn't look at him at all. Instead, he covered the little girl's eyes seriously, "Don't look at these strange things. If you look at them too much, you will become strange."

Si Ling "..."

I'm weak, pitiful and helpless. Boss, please look at me.

Niu Niu was startled and turned around immediately, as if she was afraid that if she took one more look, she would turn into the strange person her father said.

Seeing the two of them walking further and further away, Si Ling became more and more anxious. He used all the strength in his body to shout out one sentence.

"Boss, please help!!"

After saying this, his eyes darkened for a while, and then he successfully tossed himself into a coma.

When Si Ling woke up again, it was already the afternoon one day later, and he opened his eyes at dusk.

Si Ling, who was confused and confused, got out of bed and saw a completely unfamiliar environment. He had three questions in his mind.

Who am I? Where am I? Where is this place?

It seemed that the last two questions overlapped, but Si Ling didn't care. His memory came back and he remembered what happened before he fell into coma. Could it be that he was saved by a big boss?

"Dad, dad, the lazy uncle is awake."

Before Si Ling could figure out the reason, a small figure ran up to him and shouted to the man walking slowly behind.

Si Ling thought of the strength of the male eighth-level warrior. At this moment, the image of the man instantly overlapped with the image of his old father. He felt that the skin all over his body was tense.

He was lying comfortably on the bed, while the other person stood and stared at him expressionlessly. This scene was so familiar.

The pain from being severely beaten by his old father in the past came to the forefront of his mind. Si Ling jumped up from the bed tremblingly, barely kowtowing to admit his mistake.

Su Zhan: "..." What is wrong with this man?

"Boss, please sit down."

If Si Ling's flattering expression were seen by his peers who called him Young Master Si, they might not know how they would laugh at him.

However, at this moment, Si Ling didn't even think of caring about his own image. If he was embarrassed in front of a strong man of the same level as his father, could that be called embarrassing? That could be called respecting his seniors.

"Okay, you can sit down too." Su Zhan raised his eyebrows, looked at Si Ling who was at a loss, and said casually.

The bosses all spoke, and Si Ling took advantage of the situation and sat down on a chair nearby.

Suddenly, he pinched his leg in disbelief. He could not move it before. Si Ling understood something and quickly looked at Su Zhan gratefully.

"Don't look at me like that. I didn't detoxify you." Su Zhan pointed at Mo Ren, who was walking in from the door. "He detoxified you. If you want to thank him, just go and thank him."

Si Ling stared at Mo Ren dumbfounded. Isn't this the head of the Mo family who is equal to his father?

When he saw Mo Ren looking at him, Si Ling jumped up from his chair and said respectfully, "Uncle Mo, thank you for your help."

Mo Ren waved his hand, his attitude was gentle that Si Ling had never seen before, "I just helped you detoxify. The one you really should thank is Brother Zhou. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here."

Because of his son's illness, Mo Ren read almost all the books on medicine and spiritual plants.

In addition to his status, he had read every single out-of-print book, and Si Ling's poison was really a trivial matter to him.

Si Ling was shocked as he looked at Mo Ren, who showed respect in every word and deed, and then looked at Su Zhan, who was sitting there with a normal expression on his face, and suddenly understood something.

Even Mo Ren, who has the same status as his father, sees the boss like this. What does that mean?

The boss is not a boss, but a giant.


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