The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

   "Unless you give me money, I will reluctantly use it as a tool for you."

  The corners of the middle-aged man’s mouth twitched slightly, "You are really...very good-natured."

   "You don't need to say this, I also know."

   "..." The child's face is really not so thick, this is simply invulnerability. He thinks he is not a dumb person, but in front of him, he seems to have to bow down.

No matter how much I said to him, I'm afraid I won't be able to verbally take advantage of this child's advantage. After a pause, he saw that Nan Nan's look of alertness has been much less, and then smiled and asked, "You are indeed very talented. "It should be said that he is a rare martial arts wizard in a century. This child is a treasure, a treasure that makes people reluctant to let go.

  Nan Nan is very proud, is this still used by him? Everyone knows.

   "I really want to train you too."

  Nannan was taken aback, no, he would say so nonsense, and he was right?

  The middle-aged man laughed, “But it’s not to train you to be a killing tool, but just don’t want your talent to be wasted.”

Nan Nan narrowed his eyes, swallowed, and asked, "Is there any money?"

"No."

   "Then I won't learn." Nan Nan replied simply.

   "..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but want to beat him for a moment. Did this little thing fall into the eyes of money? He kindly wants to teach him martial arts, but he is cheaper and still behaved, so he still asks him for money? Who is getting the benefit anyway?

   "My mother said, don't trust strangers easily, you are a stranger, unless you give money, otherwise I don't believe you." Nan Nan proudly stared at him coldly.

  He has already seen that this middle-aged beautiful uncle is a rich man, and the clothes on his body are of good quality. At that time, the money bag that he bought from the restaurant was also exquisitely crafted.

  Speaking of it, Nan Nan paid special attention to him only because of the purse.

  The middle-aged man was choked by him and was a little speechless. After a while, his eyes narrowed, and he hummed softly, "It's not that you don't learn, but you're afraid that you won't be able to learn, right?"

"what did you say?"

"Presumably your talent is nothing more than this, probably to this point. Hey, it's a pity, I saw the wrong person. You said you like girls, but I am afraid that when you grow up, you can't even protect your wives and children. Now, even if you have the money, you probably won’t be able to protect it. Sooner or later you will be robbed.

   Nan Nan jumped his feet, "Who said I can't protect, my skill is very good."

   "Really?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and laughed. The little thing is still a bit weak, "Since it's so good, why can't I hurt me even if I try my best?"

   Speaking of this Nan Nan, he became a little frustrated. He didn't think he missed any shots. Even if he couldn't beat the opponent, he could at least injure the opponent a little bit or get poisoned. But this middle-aged American uncle saw a trick, and he didn't get anything cheap.

Nan Nan stared at him fiercely, "I'm telling you, it's because I'm still young, when I grow up, Kung Fu is definitely better than you."

  "Tsk, when I was as young as you, my kung fu was already several levels more than you."

   "..." Nan Nan bulged his cheeks, because he was lazy and didn't want to learn kung fu, otherwise he must have beaten him to beg grandpa to tell grandma.

   "Hey, the talent is really not high, at least not as good as I was back then."

  Nannan took a few steps forward, stretched his head in front of him, and said word by word, "Okay, I'll learn."

   "Are you sure?" The middle-aged man's eyes brightened.

  Nan Nan nodded angrily, "But when someone asks, you will say that you asked me to learn it."

  The corners of the middle-aged man’s mouth twitched fiercely, and he was really reluctant to take a loss at all. People have always begged him to teach Kungfu, but he was better, and he wanted him to find ways to stimulate him. Little things are really insatiable. This point is very similar to his dad.

   But forget it, for the future, as long as he learns his own kung fu, he can say whatever he wants.

  "From now on, you will call me Uncle Lu. Also, learning martial arts is just a secret between the two of us. You can't let others know, not even your parents."

   "Okay, Grandpa Lu."

   "..." The middle-aged man stiffened, "Grandpa Lu??"

Nan Nan nodded sensibly, "My family is very respectful and humble. My dad is less than 30 years old. You seem to be 40 or 50 years old. You can't be an uncle, so I asked Grandpa Lu to express me. Full respect for you."

  Although it is counted, his ranking can really afford him a grandfather, but...he is definitely not as old as the emperor, and he is very upset when he is called. Moreover, outsiders say that he looks more than thirty at most... Ah.

"Grandpa Lu, I have something to do, so I won't chat with you. Two days later, I'll wait for you here, goodbye." Nan Nan felt that he had been out for a while and couldn't leave Yu Bao'er alone, so... …Go back.

  The middle-aged man sighed and nodded. It wasn't until his figure slowly faded away that he couldn't see it. Then a figure swept down from the roof and bowed to him, "Patriarch."

   "You didn't let the secret guard next to Xiaozi follow?"

  "Don’t worry about the patriarch, the subordinates have already led them away." The man who spoke seemed to be much younger. He glanced at Nan Nan’s back and asked hesitantly, "Has the patriarch confirmed?"

   "Well, I am confirmed." The middle-aged man smiled, still elegant and romantic.

  The young man stopped talking, but just dropped his eyes on the little figure that bounced back.

Nan Nan is still in a good mood. There is a master of kung fu who seems to be higher than his father who wants to teach him martial arts. Although he has deprived him of a lot of rest time and still does not pay, he has always been kind-hearted and forgive him. Right.

   Nan Nan thought, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he crooked into the restaurant.

  I raised my eyes and saw that the restaurant was already overcrowded, and I was even more happy. He yelled and ran towards Yu Bao'er and squeezed away. One inadvertently knocked the person standing aside to the side.

  Raw stone became angry on the spot, turning around and cursing, "You are not long..."

  Speaking in general, when he saw Nan Nan's familiar face, he swallowed back when the original stone reached his mouth. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, with a trace of ingratiating kindness, "It turns out to be a young man."

  I thought that this child had a very close relationship with Lord Xiu, but I didn’t expect it to be a father and son.

  It was also at this moment, Yuan Shi knew who Wentian had asked him to look for in the inn.

  Nan Nan tilted his head and stared at the original stone for a long time before asking inexplicably, "Who are you?"

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