Super Treasure Hunter

Dongzhi smiled and said to Zhou Zhong: "My eldest brother is like this, don't care about him, we worship us."

"Good!" Zhou Zhong promised with a smile.

The two of them returned to the host after they had worshipped. Dongzhi arranged for the next person to prepare wine and food, and they had to drink it with midweek.

Just then Dong Junming came back. Dong Junming's hand was healed, but he couldn't be as flexible as before. His strength was greatly reduced, and he might be a useless person in the future.

"Dad! My hand is gone, and it can't be the same as before after it's cured. You must kill Zhou Zhong for me. I want him to die!"

Dong Junming said angrily after rushing in.

But as soon as he came in, Dong Junming saw his father sitting at the dining table with a calm face, next to his second uncle, who was pushing a cup with someone, and that person turned out to be the middle of the week he hated the most!

"Mid of the week, why are you here! I fought with you today!"

Dong Junming's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Zhou Zhong with a roar.

However, he didn't move in the middle of the week. Dong Zhidi grabbed Dong Junming and rebuked, "Junming, what are you kid doing!"

Dong Junming said anxiously, "Second Uncle, he abolished my arm, you want to avenge me!"

Dongzhi scolded: "What revenge, he is your third uncle! Don't say hello!"

"what?"

Dong Junming was completely stunned when he heard this. When did he become his third uncle in mid-week?

Zhou Zhong smiled and sat aside, as if waiting for Dong Junming to say hello to him.

Dong Zhidi took Dong Junming out and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you say hello to your third uncle?"

Dong Junming usually fears his father and second uncle the most. The second uncle is very strict, and he also knows that the second uncle is a supernatural cultivation base, even his father listens to the second uncle many times.

Gritting his teeth, Dong Junming shouted angrily at Zhou Zhong: "Uncle San!"

Zhong Zhou drew his ears and said with a smile: "What do you call me? My voice is too small and my attitude is not very good. Call me again."

Dong Junming's eyes were about to breathe fire, and he said cruelly: "Mid of the week, don't overdo it!"

Dong Zhidi suddenly yelled: "Why do you talk to your third uncle, call it so good!", Dong Junming felt extremely wronged, and tremblingly shouted again: "San uncle!"

Only then did he nod with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Yes, my dear nephew, since you have already called me the third uncle, you have to express it as the third uncle?"

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Said Zhou Zhong stood up and walked towards Dong Junming, grabbing Dong Junming's two newly cured arms.

Dong Junming was frightened, his face pale in horror and cried out, "Midweek, what are you going to do!"

Dong Zhitian's expression also changed, and he looked nervously at Zhou Zhong. After all, Dong Junming was his son.

Zhou Zhong smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Sanshu will give you a meeting gift."

Speaking of Zhou Zhong's hand, he clicked and smashed Dong Junming's hands again.

"Ah! Midweek! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Dong Junming continued to struggle with pain and roared in his mouth.

However, Zhou Zhong grabbed him firmly and prevented him from breaking free, and then the powerful law of life entered Daodong Junming's body to repair his broken arms.

Dong Zhitian had already stood up angrily, even if his second brother and Zhou Zhong had worshipped, he would also abolish Zhou Zhong!

But Dong Zhidi stopped Dong Zhitian and told him not to be impulsive.

Five minutes later, Dong Junming finally stopped calling, and collapsed to the ground. He also let go of him in the middle of the week.

"In the middle of the week, what are you going to do?" Dong Zhitian asked the middle of the week harshly.

Zhou Zhong said with a smile: "Brother, what are you nervous about, you will know later."

"Who is your eldest brother! If Junming has anything to do, I will never finish with you!" Toshiba Tian said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Dong Junming stood up and shouted at Zhou Zhong, "Zhou Zhong, I must kill you!"

When he said that, he rushed towards the middle of the week, and the middle of the week directly let go, and said with a smile: "Nephew, how do you feel about your hand now, has it returned to the way it was before the injury?"

"Grass, who is your nephew, I am your old man!" Dong Junming retorted angrily, but immediately stopped, and looked at his hands in surprise.

"Huh? My hands are healed! This feeling is like before I got hurt, the innocence can penetrate again!" Dong Junming exclaimed with excitement on his face.

Seeing this scene, Dong Zhitian also glanced at Zhou Zhong in surprise and seemed to understand something.

He returned to his seat in the middle of the week, revealing his soul of the law of life. The golden soul of the law made Dong Zhitian and Dong Zhidi shine.

"What is my first law of power? Dong Junming’s severed hand hospital cannot be cured, so I abolished him just now and re-treated him so that the law of life nourishes the broken arm to grow again. So he is all right now." He said slowly while drinking in the middle of the week.

After hearing this, Dong Zhitian immediately picked up his wine glass and said to Zhou Zhong: "Thank you, brother, brother!"

Zhong Zhou also picked up his wine glass and touched Dong Zhitian, and then the two drank it. Dong Zhidi saw that his elder brother also recognized Zhou Zhong, and laughed happily beside him. Only Dong Junming's face was dark. Standing in the house. How could he become his third uncle in midweek? How can he find trouble in midweek from now on?

But thinking about the strength gap between himself and Midweek, I can't find trouble in Midweek at all. The woman he loves most is going to become his third wife!

At this time, Dong Zhitian put down his wine glass and said to Zhou Zhong: "Three brothers, do you know that the Battleship Gang is going to shoot you?"