My Teacher is Sun Wukong

The broken stones suddenly flew around, some fell to the ground, and some hit the window and smashed the glass directly. A large piece of stone fell into the pool, and the splash of water splashed and the squid inside escaped. Above the rockery, the dust is flying!

The family of Su Dingguo was shocked directly. The great power of the little monk is too great. Is this also a spell? Xiao Fei’s attack directly subverted their worldview.

And when the gravel was flying, they had no time to do the evasive action. Fortunately, they were not hit by gravel.

"Little monk, so good!" Su Shiqing Su Shimo two sisters excited, his face red fluttering, the heart thumped and jumped non-stop. At this time, the disappointment in their hearts disappeared, replaced by the incomparable worship of Xiao Fei.

At first they thought that Xiao Fei couldn't beat him and worried about him. However, in fact, in the face of Xiao Fei, there is no way to fight back. Whether it is martial arts or Taoism, it is indeed not qualified to fight with the little monk.

What is the origin of this little monk? It’s even worse than a dust! He must be a certain high-ranking person. Su Dingguo’s heart was extremely shocking, and he regretted that he had offended him. The mothers of the two sisters, the beautiful woman, were equally astonished. I didn’t expect this long, cute little monk to be so terrible! It doesn't match his cute appearance.

With the help of the ancestors, the father escaped from Xiao Fei’s stick. The ancestors showed his sacredness. It is reasonable to say that Xiao Fei should give his ancestor a face, and he should immediately close his hand. However, Xiao Fei does not care what his ancestors are not ancestors, but also a stick to the head.

boom!

With the help of the founder, I once again escaped. However, the luxurious black BMW sedan behind him suffered. Directly smashed by Xiao Fei, he squatted on the ground and became a pile of broken copper.

"God! My car!"

Su Dingguo’s heart is bleeding. His BMW illusion is worth five million. Now he is directly beaten by a small monk. Although he is the boss of the company, but more than five million does not say that you don't want it.

Of course, he did not intend to let Xiao Fei lose money. Now he has seen the power of the little monk, and he has determined that he is a high man, even more powerful than a dust. He didn't dare to offend, let alone be stronger than him?

"Small monk, you will spare him!" Seeing Xiao Fei's stick rise again, but also to fight against it, Su Yuqing hurried forward to persuade.

In this society, killing is to break the law. She was worried that the little monk would come up with a temper and kill him with a dust.

"Hey!" Xiao Fei snorted. Finally stopped the attack, it is to give her a face. Just two sticks down, his anger has also been eliminated. With the dissuasion of Su Shiqing, he was awake.

Hey!

Xiao Fei’s silver hoop became an iron bar, and a heavy blow was poked on the ground. Directly pierced the bluestone ground into a big hole, thereby eliminating the demon in his heart.

It was because of Su Shiqing’s dissuasion that Xiao Fei did not leave a big disaster. Otherwise, even if there is a blessing from the ancestors, it will not stop him from attacking. Otherwise, the next stick, the dust will be directly beaten by the brain.

Xiao Fei’s master, Sun Wukong, has a golden hoop that weighs 135,000 kilograms. And Xiao Fei’s silver cuffs are 1,800 pounds. It was Sun Wukong who asked Huo Dexing to help him build it as his bodyguard.

At this time, Xiao Fei, holding a iron bar in his hand, is like a mighty Shaolin stick, which makes people feel chilly.

Seeing that the little monk was so violent, Su Shiqing and Su Shimo both felt that they did not know him. He was so cute last night, but today he is angry, but it is so terrible, just like changing someone completely.

Yesterday he made them blush, but today they are a little scared. When Su Yuqing just stepped forward to discourage her, she was very nervous.

But today's Xiao Fei seems to be more attractive to them. Let them know their heart and remember him.

After the anger was eliminated, Xiao Fei ignored the people. The silver hoop in his hand kept turning in his hands, quickly became smaller, and finally became the size of the embroidery needle, which was directly put into the ear by Xiao Fei.

Then, Xiao Fei did not return and left. Since the Su Dingguo couple did not believe him, he would not stay and look at other people's faces.

The rest of the group stood there, stunned.

"It’s a long way to go, let’s go, we don’t need you.” Su Dingguo’s mood is very bad today, because he feels that he has offended the little monk’s “high man” and lost millions of dollars for no reason. Luxury car.

The main thing is that he believes that Xiao Fei has already caught the ghosts in the villa and no longer needs to be long. He asked for a dusty mountain, not only to pay him a million, but also to give him his beloved blue and white porcelain antiques.

The blue-and-white porcelain collected by Su Dingguo is the blue-and-white kiln of Ming Hongwu. The value is much larger than that of the BMW. The market price is 10 million, and there is still a lot of room for appreciation. When asked to go down the mountain, Su Dingguo was originally dissatisfied. If it is not because no other high-ranking person can catch ghosts, Su Dingguo will not ask him.

Now that the ghost of the family has been arrested, he will not bend his knees again. Although Xiao Fei just ruined his car, he indirectly helped him to keep the antiques, and he still earned it.

"Hey!" A long, cold voice, turned and left. He not only hates Xiao Fei, but even the family of Su Dingguo hates it. As a CEO of a listed company, Su Dingguo still has some strength.

"During the country, even if we don't need to grow up now, you shouldn't offend him. We can't afford to sin." Seeing the hatred of leaving, the mother of two sisters, Zhuang Miao Miao I glanced at my husband and blamed.

"Oh, this dust is not a good thing!" Su Dingguo said. "When I was on the mountain, I saw it. He didn't care for you."

During the time when the two couples were waiting for the fasting in the pavilion, they once told a Taoist boy to meet with Zhuang Miaomei, saying that he would let her accompany him for one night before he would come out to help. Although Zhuang Miao Miao did not tell Su Dingguo, he was still known by Su Dingguo.

Later, when I knew that I couldn't get this beautiful woman, I put forward harsh conditions, not only to give Su Dingguo a million, but also his blue and white porcelain. Therefore, Su Dingguo had a sigh of relief for him, and of course he would not give him a good face.

"Well, don't say this." Su Dingguo was unwilling to talk about this kind of thing in front of his two daughters. He turned to his eldest daughter Su Shiqing and asked, "Qing Qing, how much did you spend the little monk catching the ghost?"

He looks at Xiao Fei's age is relatively small, it is estimated that he does not know how to understand the market, will not accept the high price of two daughters. And the two daughters are not likely to take out a lot of money.

"One thousand!" Su Shiqing said.