975: C975 Smoke Ghost

C975 Smoke Ghost

Old ruffian walked outside and chuckled, "Sissy, why do you have such a greedy mouth? Why do you care what kind of delicious food she makes? Why don't you take Master Loong to see what your precious son looks like? What kind of martial arts can he learn?"0

Jingjuan was scolded and did not look angry at all. She nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Master Loong is right. The most important thing right now is to teach my son martial arts. Master Loong, please come with me."

Old ruffian followed the old woman and turned left and right. Finally, they arrived at her son Mo Lei's room. Before they reached the door, she shouted excitedly. "Little Lei, Little Lei, I have invited the old Divine Immortal here. Hurry up and come out to welcome the Old Divine Immortal!"

"Tsk, what Old Divine Immortal and Eight Divine Immortal? It's most likely the Old Divine Trickster's swindler. Let him roll in and let this young master see which f * cking person he is. He's lying to you in circles. " A lazy and arrogant voice came out of the room.

Old ruffian never really wanted to teach this second-generation ancestor. Besides, old ruffian did not know the martial arts of mortals. How could he teach him? He just wanted Jingjuan to serve him for a few more days and play with her and her son. When he heard Mo Lei's words, he chuckled in his heart. Mother, I'll see how you, Master Loong, will teach you a lesson later.

While thinking this in his heart, he pretended to be unhappy. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, "Mother, you little bastard is too rude. You, Master Loong, will never teach such a person. I won't teach you! I won't teach you!"

When Jingjuan heard this, she was scared half to death. She quickly pulled old ruffian, who was about to turn around and leave. She hurriedly said good things, "Aiya, Master Loong, he is still a child. You must not lower yourself to his level. Wait, wait, I will not only make delicious food for you later. I'll give you five hundred taels of silver, what do you think?"

"Is that so? Fine. For the sake of money, you, Master Loong, will not lower yourself to his level." Long Ruffian pretended to love money very much and followed the old woman in.

When he walked into the room, he saw a yellow-skinned, skinny man who looked like a human and a ghost. He was smoking on the bed! old ruffian was shocked. "F * ck, f * ck, is your son a human or a ghost? Why is he so thin? In any case, your family is a rich and powerful family. Why did you make your son look like a human or a ghost?"

The old woman shook her head when she heard that." Aiya, Master Loong, there's something you don't know. This child is not only obsessed with women all day long. No matter how good his body is, it can't withstand this kind of torment. So I want to ask you, Master Loong, to teach him some martial arts so that he can train his body to become stronger. Secondly, if he becomes the City Lord, he won't have the mood to run to the Flower House anymore."

Old ruffian glared at him." Bullsh * t. As the saying goes, a dog can't change from eating sh * t. This illness is beyond cure. If you let him leave the woman and the soil, he won't even die. "

As soon as old ruffian finished speaking, Mo Lei, who was smoking dirt on the ground, gave him a thumbs up. " Haha, you're right, you old liar. I'm good at these two things. One is a woman and the other is a smoker. It won't change even in death. As for what the eighth lord of the city is, whoever wants to be, who wants to be, who wants to be, who wants to be, who wants to be, who wants to be, who wants to be. Blame me me my ass. As long as you give me the money on time every month and let me have the money to play with women... As long as I have the money to smoke dirt, that's enough."

"High, this ambition is really too high!" old ruffian also gave Mo Lei a thumbs up and laughed.

Jingjuan, who was beside him, almost died of anger. She walked to the bedside aggressively. She used her finger to tap on her son's head, "You useless fool. How can you say such things? Don't you think that it is your responsibility to be the City Lord now? With your mother around, he won't dare to not give you money to spend."

"But once that little slut Mo Yuzhen becomes the City Lord, then your mother's words are already useless. Who else will give you money to spend? At that time, don't even talk about playing with women and smoking dirt. You even have to earn your own money to eat normally."

That Mo Lei was really a Dou who could not be helped up. He laughed indifferently. " No mother, Little Zhen can still treat me well. Besides, if she really doesn't give me money... I'll be crying in front of her and pretending to be dead. She promises to give it to me. "

"You, you, you useless thing. Don't you feel ashamed? Hurry up and learn martial arts from the old deity! Stop hitting me! " Jingjuan was so angry that her entire body trembled. She snatched the cigarette in her son's hand.

"Hey, Old Fraud, what martial arts do you know? Jump two laps for this young master to see." Once the tobacco pipe was taken away, this skinny fellow began to yawn continuously. In just a short sentence, he yawned five or six times.

Old ruffian was so angry when he heard him ask him to jump twice for him to see. He cursed, "Sissy, you're not a monkey, and you want to jump two laps? I'll jump your mother! Jingjuan, you mother of a b * tch, with your son's inhuman appearance, you still want to learn martial arts. F * ck, if he can live past this year, it would be a great honor to your ancestors. He still wants to learn martial arts, what the hell is he learning!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

Jingjuan refused to give up. How could she easily give up this last chance? One had to know that for the sake of her son becoming the City Lord, she did not hesitate to fall out with her husband. She originally thought that her brother would help, but who knew that Yang Hsingchen would beat the two elders of her brother's family to death. Her brother was so scared that he fled in a sorry state.

Now, Jingjuan no longer had any status in the Mo family. The Old City Lord no longer paid any attention to her. Not only did it ignore her, it also ignored her. And treated her as an enemy. Although Mo Yuzhen did not contradict her on the surface, everyone knew. Once she became the City Lord, would her life be easy?

That was why she placed all her hopes on old ruffian. She hoped that old ruffian could teach her, a son who was neither human nor ghost, a martial arts expert who was even higher than Yang Hsingchen.

When she saw that old ruffian was about to leave, she pulled old ruffian's arm. She begged anxiously, "Aiya, Old Divine Immortal, I beg you, please don't lower yourself to his level. He was just a child. Who are you? You're an old Divine Immortal who has attained enlightenment. If you want to lower yourself to his level, you'll really be laughed at by others."

"Such an old god. As long as you can teach my son to be a martial arts master, I'll double the money and give you a thousand taels of silver. Oh right, I'll give you two beauties and let them serve you every day. How about that?"

"Two beauties? Which two?" old ruffian pretended to be very interested and asked.

"Hehe, who else could it be? It's Mo Yuzhen and Sumei, those two girls. With conscience, these two girls are not bad looking, right? Let them serve you and I guarantee that you will be comfortable."

Just as this woman finished speaking, her half-dead son... He immediately snatched the cigarette from her hand and hurriedly took a few sips. Only then did he smile and say, "Mother, are you stupid? If I become the City Lord... Then why should I give these two women to someone else? It's so good to keep them to serve me! "

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