The alien species of the city arrives

"Uncle Weng, what's wrong, now the Chang family's status in our Jiang family has been elevated?"

Looking at Chang Wei who was like a dead dog with disdain, Jiang Xiaohu smiled coldly, and the light that burst out of his eyes was full of playful light.

The previous Jiang Xiaohu didn't have the strength, but he was completely different, so he wouldn't be able to manage who's status in Jiang's family was elevated or whose status was lowered.

But in the memory of the original owner of this body, he was kicked out of the house. If his parents hadn't promised to give him the position of the successor of the monk, in exchange for his whole body, I am afraid that he would lose his life.

After so many years of investigation, Jiang Xiaohu naturally has some intelligence information from that year.

Uncle Weng became anxious and got angry, and pushed Jiang Xiaohu out of the aisle: "Master, you should go back. Don't go back to Jiang's house in the future. Listen to Uncle Weng's words."

"This is my home, my parents are there, why can't I come back?"

Jiang Xiaohu gently removed Uncle Weng’s hand and smiled confidently, “Uncle Weng, thirty years in Hedong and Hexi for thirty years, I am no longer the cowardly Jiang Xiaohu before.”

"You... hey... let's go, let me go to the backyard to see your parents."

Uncle Weng shook his head gently, the tears in his eyes were spinning, and he was forcibly wiped away at last, turning around and taking Jiang Xiaohu to the backyard again.

"Uncle Weng, don't worry, no one dares to move me now. Then you will see how I turned this Jiang family upside down." Jiang Xiaohu smiled at Uncle Weng, right hand on his shoulder. Patted.

"You, you..."

Uncle Weng sighed slightly, "Since the master promised not to inherit the position of Patriarch, the Jiang family is no longer where you should come, so you should be careful in all things."

"The past has passed, but it has not passed."

Jiang Xiaohu smiled casually, and gently patted Zhou Lin's back with his right hand to comfort her.

Since entering the Jiang family's house, Zhou Lin has been a little nervous, as if an ugly wife wants to see her in-laws.

Only after seeing so many people targeting Jiang Xiaohu did she understand how hard Jiang Xiaohu has endured for so many years.

But I used to treat him like that, treating him as a waste.

Hearing this, Uncle Weng was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly reacted and continued to walk forward.

But he hasn’t taken more than ten steps. A young man wearing a black martial arts uniform with a face similar to Jiang Xiaohu’s edges and corners. There are five or six young people behind him, and there are still palm prints on his face. Changwei's eyes burst out with a spiteful light staring at Jiang Xiaohu like a poisonous snake.

"Master!"

Uncle Weng stopped slightly, then said.

Jiang Xiaohu's eyes narrowed slightly. This person is Jiang Jianlong from the uncle Jiang Fangjing's family.

He is also one of the most popular winners in this race, and his strength is already in the middle of the foundation.

Jiang Jianlong's gaze stayed on Zhou Lin for a while, and a touch of greed was immediately shot out in his eyes, but he was quickly hidden in the past, and finally his gaze stayed on Uncle Weng.

"Uncle Weng, don't you know the rules? Today you are a clan comparison day. Without permission, no one can enter Jiang's house without permission. Have you forgotten?" Jiang Jianlong was very unkind, and his tone was extremely gloomy.

Being stared at like a pervert, Zhou Lin's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Of course, Jiang Jianlong's change did not escape Jiang Xiaohu's gaze.

"Master!"

Uncle Weng became a little anxious, and a cold color appeared on his face, "He is the young master, your brother, not an outsider!"

"Little brother?"

Jiang Jianlong smiled coldly, his face pulled down, "Why don't I remember that I still have a trash brother like him? Besides, there is no one in my Jiang family named Jiang Xiaohu!"

"you!"

Uncle Weng was so angry that he had the urge to vomit blood, and he gasped for breath.

"Don't be angry, just act like a clown. Enjoy it, okay?"

Jiang Xiaohu patted Wengbo's back lightly, and injected a ray of true energy into his body, soothing Wengbo.

Feeling the warmth, a look of surprise appeared on Wengbo's face, but he was soon hidden by him.

Jiang Jianlong's gloomy eyes fell on Jiang Xiaohu, and he coldly shouted: "Jiang Xiaohu, get out of Jiang's house immediately! You are not welcome here!"

"Go away, don't take a piss and take a picture of yourself, is Jiang's kind of able to come to you?"

Someone supported him, and Chang Wei raised his head a few points too high and said very proudly.

Jiang Xiaohu still had that calm expression on his face, and he glanced at Chang Wei and said, "How can I remember to eat or not? A dog from the Jiang family dared to bark in front of the owner? Who gave you the courage?"

Before he could speak, Chang Wei shrank his neck in fright, and hurried backwards, his face was full of fear, for fear that Jiang Xiaohu would slap his face with a slap, like a clown.

Seeing Chang Wei's reaction, Jiang Jianlong's expression instantly turned pale.

"A dog is always a dog, bullying and fearing hardship."

Jiang Xiaohu smiled slightly, and still said with a calm and calm appearance, "Yes, no matter how the Jiang family fights, this is always the Jiang family. When is it their turn to turn over and become the master?"

"Shut up for me!"

Jiang Jianlong jumped up like an old cat with its tail stepped on, and roared.

"Funny, who do you think you are? Pharaoh?"

The corners of Jiang Xiaohu's mouth were slightly upturned, showing a touch of carelessness.

"Who am I, I am Jiang Jianlong, the next Patriarch."

Jiang Jianlong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said viciously, "Tell you, as long as you are in charge, don't say that the Jiang family doesn't have your place. Even your immortal parents are going to get fucked by Laozi. You don't have ancestors. A group of lonely ghosts!"

"Jianglong Jiang, you are too much!"

Hearing this, Uncle Weng's face changed suddenly and he scolded.

Zhou Lin was full of anger when she heard it, and she really wanted to rush over and beat up this bastard!

A group of lonely ghosts?

Jiang Xiaohu's eyes narrowed slightly, and this guy even scolded his parents.

It seems that this Jiang family should really be remodeled.

"Excessive?"

Jiang Jianlong smiled coldly, "Uncle Weng, it seems that the person who has gone overboard is not me? It's a guy who does everything to his own relatives. I'm just talking about it. How can I say it?"

"Let's stop here!"

Uncle Weng’s voice was cold, his eyes shot out with sharp colors, and he stared at Jiang Jianlong, "Young Master, if you don’t respect the second master anymore, if you speak rudely, don’t blame the old man for being rude to you!"

The Jiang Zhenghao and his wife gave so much, but in return these people were arrogant. Weng Boguang became very angry after thinking about it!