The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Looking at his weakness, he was angry.

It's rare to hear such a challenge from him.

Su Father had no anger in his heart, or even some comfort.

A man, blood matters.

Yes, it is a strength to resist the challenge of losing.

Su Father's face was unclear. After a long silence, he snorted.

“Fight me? Don't be afraid to break your arm leg. ”

Su Yan made a serious noise.

“I hope my father is all right. ”

Across so many ancient worlds, ceremonial conversations are roughly the same.

Today Su Smoke, simple etiquette is almost manageable.

Su Father made a sound

“Somebody!"

Soon, the butler who had just brought Su Cigarette showed up here.

“Sir? ”

“Take him to pick up a weapon while you can. ”

“Yes."

The butler should go.

Just leaving with Su Smoke.

Su Yan shook his head

“Father, children are not accustomed to weapons. ”

Su Father twisted his eyebrows and looked at Su Smoke like a fool.

“You gonna fight me with your bare hands? ”

“Yes."

Though it's his own seed... I heard he lost his foot a few days ago. Is it not good enough to say something so self-indulgent?

Finally, Su Father saw how insistent Su Yan was.

I'm too lazy to say anything.

Just to the butler.

“Get a doctor over here. ”

“Yes."

The butler should come down and walk outside.

After incense.

In the backyard.

Su Yan stood on the open ground.

It contrasts sharply with the shape of Su Father Tiger's waist across the street.

At first glance, Su Yan, the small plate, was not enough for Su Father.

Xingxu, that's why Su Father never hit Su Cigarette, just punished her to go to the temple and kneel.

Pride in the sun.

The more Su Father looked at Su Yan, the more angry the smaller plate became.

Is the Hou Dynasty giving him a hard time? Didn't feed him?

How do other people's children grow up to be tigers?

I'm stuck with this one.

The weak can't help but wish the wind could blow away.

Think so.

Su Father waved to Su Cigarette

“Come."

Su Cigarette nodded, nothing at all polite.

She stepped forward.

Not fast.

I don't think Su Father was too vigilant.

Until.

Su smoke fist, bang!

Two fists collided.

Su Father's feet moved one step backwards.

But the eyes are getting brighter.

As a result of this punch, the fierceness of Su Father's battlefield seemed to have been inspired again.

Suddenly, the two fought.

One move, one punch, one slap, two collisions.

Hitting him, Su Father actually raised his head and laughed.

“You're my son! The tiger father has no dog!! ”

At the moment of Su Father's demeanor, Su smoking technique was no longer a trick.

Assaulted Su Father's throat.

The technique is sharp angle drilling.

When the palm touched the throat, Su Father stunned.

Su smoke face is serious, light breath

“Father, you lost. ”

Su Father laughed again.

“I told you, how could my son be a loser!

My father has known you since you were a child!

I didn't disappoint my father! ”

Su Father nodded frequently as he spoke.

Looking at Su Smoke's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

It was more comforting than when Su Father had just acquired his own precious weapon.

He wants to see who laughs at his son for nothing in the future!

Su smoke pulled the handkerchief out of his jacket and wiped the sweat off his head.

Su Father is not happy yet.

Until he sat in the gazebo and drank cold water, and he nodded vigorously as he watched Su Smoke frequently.