Xin Zhao led a group of young bandits to the big boss.
The leader of Black Tiger Village, who was so majestic a half day ago, now looks like a dead pig lying on the ground.
"Is the boss still angry?"
Xin Zhao asked.
"Yes, the master's breath is still there, he is still alive!"
"He may have passed out due to excessive blood loss!"
"Oh my God, there was a big bloody hole in his left foot."
"Is there any hope?"
Xin Zhao looked at the bloody left foot and said, "Find some clean strips of cloth to bandage him and stop the bleeding first."
"As commanded."
A group of young bandits hurriedly bandaged up the big boss to prevent him from dying of shock.
"etc."
Duolong, who was doing nothing on the side, seemed to think of something. With a wretched look on his face, he cautiously approached Xin Zhao's ear.
"Doron, what's the matter with you?"
Xin Zhao's ears are somewhat sensitive and he doesn't like others getting too close.
"Is such that……"
Doron looked very embarrassed and nervous, and didn't know where to put his hands.
"Speak directly!"
Xin Zhao frowned.
"Then...that big boss really passed out?"
Duolong's voice was very soft and lacked confidence.
"She must have fainted."
Xin Zhao is not sure either.
"Actually, what the villain wants to say is that before the boss passed out, he didn't make a promise. If anyone saves him, he will recognize this person as his father!"
"This seems to be the case."
Zhao Xin smiled, shook his head and said, "How can this kind of thing be taken seriously?"
"No, no, no!"
Duolong shook his head, his expression was rare and serious, and he said with a certain tone: "The boss is not decent enough, he is also stingy, and shameless, but he also has one advantage, that is, he will do what he says and never break his promise!"
"really?"
Xin Zhao was a little stunned.
"That's true."
A group of young bandits shouted: "Once, the boss lost a bet with the military advisor and actually ate shit in public."
"hiss--"
Xin Zhao took a breath, this is a cruel person!
"The scene was so disgusting that I vomited for three days and three nights."
Wang Xiaoer was still frightened.
"What a disgusting thing! This is the embodiment of the heroic spirit of the master."
"Your hero really stinks."
"You're the one who stinks!"
"..."
A group of little kids were having a rough time.
"Brother Zhao...brother."
Suddenly, a weak voice came from the ground.
The boss is awake!
Everyone hurriedly shut up, feeling very guilty. Maybe everything they just said was heard.
"Brother, you finally woke up."
Duolong was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed very quickly, with runny nose and tears flowing out. He knelt down beside the head master, seemingly crying with joy and being very excited.
"Brother, when did you wake up?"
Xin Zhao asked.
"I'm awake the whole time."
The boss rolled his eyes.
After hearing this, all the bandits' eyes darkened. They were finished. What they just said was overheard by the big boss, and they will be punished if they go back.
"Cough, cough!"
The headmaster was coughing up blood, his lips were white, and his face was ugly, but his eyes were very calm. He reluctantly said: "Brother Zhao, I always do what I say!"
The words were spoken in a low-pitched voice but conveyed a sense of determination.
Suddenly there was silence in the mountains and fields, and everyone stared wide-eyed waiting for the next words.
"I want to recognize you as my father!"
Several young bandits were stunned. Although they had expected it, they still inevitably received a wave of shock when such a shocking thing happened.
"No! No! No!"
Xin Zhao couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and refused: "You are my eldest brother! Don't mention such bastard words."
"Is it possible, Dad, that you dislike me for being too old?"
You even addressed me directly, do you still want to be embarrassed?
Xin Zhao was speechless for a while, unable to laugh or cry.
"How could I dislike my elder brother?"
"That's it, I can eat anything, even feces, but I won't break my promise!"
The boss explained it seriously, with a serious look on his face and no intention of joking at all.
"Isn't this not good?"
Xin Zhao smiled bitterly: "Yesterday we were brothers, how can we become father and son today?"
"No, I will definitely keep my word!"
The boss puffed his beard and stared, his tone was a bit harsh.
"Is it possible that, as the son of the Zhao family, you don't bother to have a relationship with a nobody like me?"
"Brother, you are worrying too much!"
Xin Zhao could only explain helplessly: "I only have a sense of admiration for my green forest hero, and there is absolutely no intention of contempt."
"Ha ha."
The leader laughed and said, "Actually, Dad! You don't have to be grudge. In this world, the strong are respected, the wise are the first, and it is not a strange thing to call a thief your father. Besides, Dad, you saved my life, and I made a promise first, so how can I break my promise?"
"Yes, yes, second boss, just agree to it!"
Duolong made a fuss, if Zhao Xin becomes the father of the big boss, then his status will naturally rise.
"this……"
Xin Zhao hesitated.
"Second Master, do you agree? The First Master is a good man. If you don't agree, wouldn't you make the good man break his promise?"
The bandits came up with all kinds of absurd theories, hoping that Xin Zhao would agree.
"Oh well!"
Xin Zhao was speechless.
"Very good!"
The little bandit shouted happily.
The headmaster also looked happy, as if something happy had happened to him.
"In this case, from now on, the position of the head of Black Tiger Village will be handed over to you!"
The boss called Xin Zhao's new name very smoothly and naturally.
"this……"
Xin Zhao is a little hard to accept. This upgrade is going to be fast. Is he born to be a bandit?
"Why don't you guys hurry up and meet the new boss?"
"yes!"
A group of young bandits were urged and hurriedly bowed to Xin Zhao.
"Meet the master."
Zhao Xin nodded dumbly, his heart numb from the shock of the burly bearded man lying on the ground.
Suddenly, Duolong slapped his forehead, feeling a little confused. His evil eyes fell on the former head of the family, and he said cautiously: "Then how should we call you in the future?"
"My father is the big boss, you can just call me the little boss!"
The former head of the house smiled shyly, his hands and feet were a little restrained. If you didn't look at that big plush face, it seemed that he was an innocent young man who had never seen the world.
Zhao Xin hid his face and couldn't bear to look at each other.
This man was so shameless. He finally understood why the other party desperately gave him a chance to join the gang when he first went up the mountain. It turned out that they had similar odors.
"Dad, I have another unkind favor."
The little boss opened his eyes wide.
"But it doesn't matter."
Xin Zhao's brain was dizzy, and he had an extra son inexplicably.
"Please also ask dad to give his son a surname."
"Do you want to be part of the Zhao family?"
Xin Zhao raised his eyebrows.
"yes."
The young master nodded.
Xin Zhao pondered for a while, flicked his long sleeves, and pretended to be serious: "Forget it, your cultivation at the second level of martial arts is barely worthy of the surname Zhao."
"Thank you dad for giving me the surname. From now on, there will be no Liu Angxing in the world, only Zhao Angxing!"
The young master looked excited, as if this was a great gift.
This scene really destroyed the outlook of a group of young bandits. Not only how to evaluate Zhao Angxing, should he say that he is sincere or shameless?
"Dad, you see, my legs are almost lame."
Zhao Angxing looked cute, with his eyes wide open, and said with a sweet voice: "How about you carry the baby up the mountain?"
When Zhao Xin saw this, he trembled all over and had goosebumps all over his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.
"Duolong, you are carrying a big responsibility... Zhao Angxing goes up the mountain."
Duolong, who was leisurely humming folk songs in the back, heard it and saw a bearded man begging for mercy from him with tears in his eyes.
Suddenly Duolong looked like he was constipated. Suddenly he had an idea. He covered his waist skillfully with both hands and screamed: "Oh, my waist is sprained. It hurts. It hurts. Please help me. I can't do it."
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"roll!"
Zhao Xin kicked Duolong's useless trash down the mountain, and then ordered: "Xiao Er, come and carry Zhao Angxing up the mountain."
"OK!"
Without saying a word, Wang Xiaoer immediately agreed, puffed out his chest, and stepped forward to resist the bear-like Zhao Angxing.
As soon as I lifted my upper body, my whole body staggered, as if I would fall down and roll down the mountain.
Wang Xiaoer gritted his teeth, refused to admit defeat, and tried his best to carry Zhao Angxing on his body.
"Wait a moment!"
Zhao Xin glanced at the thin shoulder, feeling a little unbearable. After some struggle, he had no choice but to step forward and carry Zhao Angxing on his back.