When Long Jiuxiao entered the house, he felt familiar, as if he had been here before.

Sitting on the Taishi's chair in the store was a bearded man, staring at Long Jiuxiao with eyes as big as eggs.

Only then did Long Jiuxiao remember where he was. This was the Wuxiang Pavilion where Nezha had come to buy spices a few days ago.

Nezha turned around, glanced at Master behind him in surprise, forced out an awkward smile, and said in a sweet voice: "Master, why are you here?"

Long Jiuxiao said with a dark face: "Am I very old? Why did you bring the pearls from the sea here? What else did they ask you to steal?"

Nezha lowered his head and did not dare to reply. This was the first time that he saw his master lose his temper with him.

The bearded man came over with his arms rolled up and his sleeves rolled up. The boy's voice wasn't pleasant either.

It's like eating a big bowl of chili after smoking five or six packs of cigarettes.

He stared and cursed: "Who are you, kid? Do you know that this Wuxiang Pavilion is already the property in the name of City Lord Yu?"

Little Nezha glanced at the waiter at the counter. He was still the obedient boy from before.

He smiled apologetically and said: "Master Dong, this young master is the supplier of ambergris and pearls to our shop. He takes good care of the business of the shop."

Mr. Dong was still dissatisfied and said: "There are so many people. It's not like we don't pay for whose goods we buy. Why are we pretending to be a big-tailed wolf on my territory?"

Only then did Long Jiuxiao understand that Nezha really had to collect ambergris and pearls to make extra money.

He felt a little sorry for the child whose parents were not around, so he pulled him over and asked, "Didn't Long Fang give you pocket money? Master just thinks it's a waste of money for you to spend money on ambergris, and he didn't say you won't be allowed to spend money."

Nezha pouted and said: "Money is a good thing. It can build many Dragon King temples. There are also many children who have no fathers or mothers in the temples."

Long Jiuxiao was moved and held Nezha in his arms. Who said that his little apprentice was ignorant? Isn't this a good idea of ​​the overall situation?

Neither the master nor the disciple cared about the bearded man in Wuxiang Pavilion. The boy was already holding a ghost-headed sword and was ready to cause trouble for Long Jiuxiao.

Long Jiuxiao kicked in the door just now, and only one door panel fell to the ground. At this time, there was a burst of messy footsteps outside the door, and a lot of people rushing in brandishing swords.

The young man in blue clothes at the head looked like he was in his early twenties. Seeing the tense situation in the store, he asked Long Jiuxiao: "What do you do?"

Long Jiuxiao poked his lips at his beard and said with a smile: "I'm here to kick the ball!"

The young man in blue paused, looked at the group of thugs behind him, and said coldly: "There are many of us, please give in, let's play in the gym first!"

Long Jiuxiao picked up Nezha, carried the two small buckets that his apprentice had brought up, sat on the chair where Nezha had been sitting, and made a gesture of invitation: "You guys kick first!"

The group of young people who came to play in the gym seemed to have underestimated the strength of Wuxiang Pavilion. Seeing the crowd, Bearded also summoned all the thugs in the back hall.

On the street in front of Wuxiang Pavilion, there was a massacre involving thousands of people just a few days ago, and today hundreds of people were involved in a fight at the same time.

Long Jiuxiao dismissed this pediatrician's dismissal, and Nezha jumped and danced more happily than during the Chinese New Year.

He waved his little fist and shouted: "Hit him, kick him!"

When he saw Beard getting beaten, he laughed non-stop.

Long Jiuxiao felt a trace of sword energy coming slowly. At the same time, a group of masters with strong internal strength came across from the sword energy.

Could this be the person who came to kick the gym again or kick the kick gym? Long Jiuxiao said in his heart that mortals are really boring.

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