\"So the second is still to discuss this with Huang Dong. If you can ask the old **** to help, I believe that there will be no problem with the second few diseases! \"Seeing the expression of Huang Erxiao, Zhou The doctor said.

"That is natural. Since my dad knows the gods, there is no need to be afraid of this!" Huang Er was less excited and never felt so relaxed. At this moment, it seemed as if he had been reborn.

Huang Erxiao, who came home, finally let go of his heart and slept a good night. He didn’t get up until noon.

The first thing I got up was to go to my hometown and ask Huang Deming to ask the old **** to help out. Of course, he couldn’t say that he was a **** because he was a woman, and he even dared to say that he had 12 percent of his group. All the shares are written as words, and there is always the possibility of being easy to change.

However, even so, Huang Ershao is still inevitably being yelled at by Huang Deming. He is not doing business all day long. He is willing to go to the company with his brother to take care of the company. He will know what is going on all day long.

And Huang Ershao did not pay back his mouth this time, but he was perfunctory. The most important thing now is to keep his life roots, and the rest are clouds.

\"Dad, you don’t know me when you know the old gods. I don’t have any preparations for it. I thought I was really abolished!” Huang Sheng’an (Huang Erxiao) leaned on the sofa and said, leaning his legs.

\"Give me a good time, lazy and lazy all day long, where is the look of a young master of the Yellow Family, how do you manage the company in the future?\" Looking at his son’s appearance all day long, Huang Deming will hate iron and steel. The muzzle scolded.

\"The company does not have my brother? Isn't it really good to manage now? I am going to make fun of it." "Huang Shengan said with interest."

\"You rely on your brother to raise you, if there is no me and your brother, you have to starve to death sooner or later, such a big person, no ambition!" "Huang Deming airway.

"I am still so young. If I don't want to play now, I want to play, and enjoy the enjoyment. When I am old, even if I have this heart, I don't have this capital."

\"Hey! You just have a good time!" Huang Deming glanced at him. He really didn't want to see him. If he was not his own son, he would have been bombarded by him.

\"How can this fairy not come, no time concept!" "Huang Shengan does not want to continue to entangle on this issue, can not help complain.

\"You give me a shut up! After a while, the old **** is coming, you give me a little more honest, talk respectfully, if you offend the old god, you will give me out of the yellow house in the future!\" Huang Deming sees his son talking so unobstructed Suddenly angered and warned.

This old god, but he finally got to know, if it is because this stinky boy is his own son, he is definitely not so easy to ask the old gods to help.

The value of a **** is too big. Every time you move it, it is equivalent to squandering a chance. After all, such an old **** can not be met by everyone, and not everyone can move.

And even if you move, you can't just ask for it, you know that the value of the gods in their eyes far exceeds their value in the eyes of the gods.

People like them are catching a lot in the sea of ​​clouds, but the gods are extremely difficult to encounter, and it is extremely difficult to climb the friendship. The whole cloud does not know how many rich people want to have a knot in the gods.

So this time, please come to the old god, he is also a war, not afraid of the slightest scorn and disrespect.

However, this kid dare not take the gods seriously. Is it true that when the Huang family has a little money, it is invincible in the world? In the eyes of these gods, more money is also waste paper.

Besides, the god's ability is thorough, who knows if he will hear their dialogue?

\"哼!\" Just at this time, there was a cold cry outside!

Oh! But Huang Shengan in the house suddenly spewed out a blood, which was extremely scary.

\"The poor road is late, but some people seem to have no opinion on the poor road!\" A white beard with a fairy bone appeared at the door, faintly said.

If Cheng Yu is present at this time, he will be amazed. This old **** is actually his old acquaintance, Kunlun traitor Ding Wenhuai!

At the beginning of the thirty-sixth peak, the Yunyang of the distracting period challenged Cheng Yu of the Yuan Ying period. As a result, Yunyang lost, and Ding Wenhuai took the world's big and unscrupulous shots to interfere with the duel. Under the counterattack of Qin Zhengwen and other masters, he suffered heavy casualties.

In the end, in order to preserve himself, Ding Wenhuai sold out all the Kunlun counterparts and made the Kunlun army completely annihilated.

Kunlun had to open a relationship with Ding Wenhuai for the reputation of the martial art, and claimed that he was a traitor to Kunlun and expelled him from Kunlun.

\"The old **** is angry, the dog is ignorant, offended the old god, and please the old gods not to be angry!\" Huang Deming saw the old **** appear, and really heard the dialogue between the two, suddenly pale, even his son spit Blood can't take care of it, and quickly got up and pleaded guilty.

Huang Sheng'an, full of blood, panicked and trembled, and he finally realized that he had just said something wrong. Thinking about the shock that Cheng Yu had given him before, and the strength that the old **** had shown, he really wanted to give himself two. Ears.

I really don't have long-term memory. Is this fairy not too bad? Any one can easily pinch himself, and he accidentally offended one.

Looking at the unpleasant color of the old **** face, Huang Sheng'an is even more afraid of uneasiness. The happiness of his next life can be in the hands of this old god. If his disrespect is causing the dissatisfaction of the other party, he is no longer willing to help him cure the disease. What can I do?

\"The old god, just a stupid ignorance of the kid, ask the old **** to open the net, spare the kid!" "Huang Shengan knows the power of the gods, and the old **** is just a simple snoring that makes him unable to resist Spit blood, it can be seen that the strength of this old **** is indeed a small, can not care about the face, and even the blood of the mouth can not be rubbed, and suddenly sin in front of the old gods.

\"You have some self-knowledge, look at your sincere face, this poor road will not care about you, get up!\" Ding Wenhuai

Said with a faint beard.

\"Thank you old god! Thank you old god!\" Huang Sheng'an sees the old **** so much that he spared him, and he was very happy, thank you very much.

\"Huang people teach no son, thank you for the old gods, the old gods are really empty-hearted ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ wide to treat people, really admirable!" Huang Deming is also pinching a cold sweat, but fortunately this old **** does not Too much to care about, or else the gods that I have never met easily will be ruined by this stinky boy.

"While you have a little more, you know how to judge the situation, but it is rare. The Confucian can teach!" Ding Wenhuai has some appreciation of Huang Sheng'an, knowing the time, and knowing how to let go of his body.