Chapter 92 Want to be my dog?
Xiao Tianmo said nothing, and his face was extremely gloomy.
Wang Weiming dares to insult Su Youxi like this, and his crime is unforgivable!
Wang Cheng quickly begged Qin Shanhai: "Old man, I am the only son. Please ask Mr. Xiao for my white hair!"
"Mr. Xiao, as long as you are willing to spare your children, our entire Wang family will be loyal to you in the future and go through fire and water, and will never refuse!"
Xiao Tianmo sneered, "Want to be my dog? Go and ask where the Jia family is lined up!"
"Jia family? The first family in Nanlin Province, Jia Tianji?"
Wang Cheng asked subconsciously.
"That's right! If you want to be my dog, Jia Tianji is not in the queue. Do you think you are in the turn?"
Xiao Tianmo asked with a smile.
hiss!
Everyone present, except Mr. Qin, took a breath.
Even Jia Tianji wants to do things for Xiao Tianmo?
And it hasn't been able to do it yet?
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I just saw that Mr. Qin was respectful to Xiao Tianmo, which was beyond their cognition.
Unexpectedly, the red line was broken again!
Xiao Tianmo's identity and background are still underestimated by them!
Xiao Tianmo ignored everyone's reaction and said to Zheng Zhantao: "Pick a quick subordinate and send Wang Weiming on the way for me."
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"Yes, Mr. Xiao!"
Zheng Zhantao agreed without hesitation, and even felt supreme glory in his heart.
Xiao Tianmo nodded and walked out of the private room with Mr. Qin and Qin Zhaoran.
Wang Cheng and Wang Weiming collapsed to the ground with ashes.
Soon, a man in black with a short knife walked towards Wang Weiming...
Wang Cheng next to him did not dare to say anything until he was angry and fainted...
Sea cloud platform, Qin family villa.
In the living room, Qin Zhaoran was soaking the best dragon heart for Xiao Tianmo.
After Xiao Tianmo finished a cup, Mr. Qin asked with a smile on his face: "Mr. Xiao, you pointed out that night that the cannon fist I studied was harmful to my body. I wonder if there is anything to improve?"
Xiao Tianmo felt that although Mr. Qin had been immersed in the mall for many years, he had clear love and hatred and behaved openly, so he nodded happily and said, "What you are studying is the first version, focusing on killing enemies, but hurting the root cause."
"Now the cannon fist has been modified to the third version. If you are interested, I can teach you."
"However, I still have a private boxing technique that can fix the damage you caused to your body by studying cannon fist for a long time."
After hearing his words, Old Master Qin's face did not have the expected excitement, but instead asked hesitantly: "Your private boxing technique is not all about being a fantasy, right?"
"Now the military focuses on thermal weapons. I guess practicing boxing is just to strengthen the body?"
Old Master Qin was a veteran who was poor and had close combat, so he practiced powerful boxing techniques. Even if he was hurt, he couldn't care about that much.
Although he doesn't need to go into battle to kill the enemy, he has been fierce for most of his life and suddenly changed his soft body-building boxing technique. Then he would rather not.
Xiao Tianmo wanted to laugh a little, but thought that Mr. Qin was also a martial arts fanatic.
"Old man, your rosewood desktop must be twenty centimeters thick, right?"
Xiao Tianmo put down the tea bowl and tapped his fingers on the table.
Mr. Qin was a little confused. Isn’t he talking about boxing? Why did the topic change so quickly?
Chapter completed!