Zhang Tianbao looked at the little guy in front of him and could easily crush him to death with one hand.
But his intuition told him that this little guy was dangerous.
The last time I felt like this, I was face to face with a tiger.
But no matter what, he couldn't compare the white and tender child in front of him with a tiger.
Especially those eyes, bright and clear with a cunning flavor inside them, very much like a fox, but with a hint of tiger domineering.
"Tell me who to kill or deal with."
After looking at Yun Hao for a while, Zhang Tianbao finally looked back.
It was very difficult to open his mouth to speak, and there was blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"Look, little master, I'm almost eight years old this year.
Even if there are enemies, what kind of enemies do you think a child can have?
It's worth expending so much effort to seek revenge from you.
I can't ask you to go with a bunch of kids.
Let's fight, kids."
Yunhao spread his hands and opened the huge food box while speaking.
"People are like iron rice and steel.
If you don't eat even one meal, you will be hungry.
I know you are an iron man, but you haven't eaten since yesterday.
If you have anything to do, eat first before talking about it.
I will show you the injury.
You You heard it, I'm a doctor."
Yunhao realized that the moment he opened the food box, Zhang Tianbao's eyes became straight.
Zhang Tianbao's saliva secretion function instantly exploded to several levels, and his saliva was "swish" and "swish".
"Gudu" swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, saying that he hadn't eaten anything since the day before yesterday.
The two fingers of the mountain leopard didn't count.
The empty city plan has long been in my stomach, and the white and wrinkled buns seem to be delicious.
When I lifted my nose and smelled it, there seemed to be a meaty aroma.
Is there meat added to the steamed buns?
A big bun stuffed with mutton, with some chopped green onion in it for seasoning.
It's a big meatball.
Open the lid and the aroma goes straight into your nose.
In fact, Yunhao prefers pork buns, preferably three-layered pork belly.
But the problem is that in these years, the damn pigs haven't even had a run.
Pork has a fishy smell, let alone making steamed buns.
Even when cooking, it tastes terrible.
Except for ordinary people who eat this cheap meat, wealthy families all eat mutton.
Yunhao also wants to eat big buns stuffed with beef.
There are cows.
But killing a cow is illegal, and being caught by the government would be more serious than killing someone.
Yunhao didn't have the guts to challenge the law, so he had no choice but to make mutton buns.
A guy like Zhang Tianbao might not have a good meal of mutton even during the Chinese New Year.
There are big steamed buns stuffed with mutton that can be chewed on your tongue.
Someone once said that martial arts masters are all supported by their appetite.
Yunhao still didn't believe it, but he finally believed it today.
The fist-sized bun entered Zhang Tianbao's mouth, as if entering a black hole.
I didn’t notice this guy chewing.
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His zodiac sign is crocodile, right?
"It's delicious, but I don't care much about how full I am.
Half-full is fine."
A large bowl of millet porridge was poured into his mouth with a "pop" sound.
While wiping his mouth, he used his tongue to clean his teeth.
It seemed that he didn't even intend to let go of the leftovers in the gaps between his teeth.
What a fucking rice bucket.
Yunhao now knows what a rice bucket is.
Thinking that martial arts masters have big appetites, Yunhao brought fifty steamed buns.
Yunhao couldn't eat these fist-sized buns after eating five.
This guy ate fifty and actually said he was half full.
No wonder the family is so poor that even with this amount of food, they can live in poverty.
"I'll bring you more next time.
Stretch out your legs and let me see the injury."
Yunhao reluctantly changed the subject, unable to talk about food anymore.
Yunhao noticed that Zhang Tianbao's throat kept moving.
This guy really didn't have enough to eat.
The ankles were bruised with blood and flesh, which were worn down by the shackles.
Although it looked scary, it was just a skin injury.
It was lucky that no muscles or bones were injured.
"Be patient, it may hurt a lot."
Yunhao took out some alcohol and dipped it in to disinfect Zhang Tianbao.
The environment in the prison is too harsh, and infection is a serious problem.
Yunhao didn't want to cut off such a man's foot himself.
"A little skin injury is not considered in the eyes of a certain family.
Hey, this thing is wine."
Zhang Tianbao twitched his nose and looked at the pottery bottle in Yunhao's hand like a husky.
"This is not wine, it is medicine steamed out of wine.
If you are not afraid of going blind after drinking it, or if you will never be able to stand up and walk again in this life, just drink it," Yunhao warned while rubbing alcohol on Zhang Tianbao.
There are countless examples of people mixing fake wine in past lives to harm people.
Some people were blinded by drinking it, and some people drank it so much that Wu Laoer was disabled for life.
I heard that when Lao Maozi had no wine to drink, he would even drink shower gel and shampoo.
It is indeed a fighting race Hearing what Yunhao said was so sinister, Zhang Tianbao said helplessly.
But judging from his expression, he probably didn't believe it.
"You don't want a certain family to help you kill people, so why do you do this to a certain family?
That Gundilong's sister is the concubine of Wang Wei, the deputy stay-at-home officer in Jinyang.
Since you are from the Duke of Tang Dynasty, you shouldn't not know.
Why?
You have to wade through this muddy water."
The alcohol sting was very painful, but Zhang Tianbao was talking to Yunhao as if he didn't even realize it.
"Being able to support your brother in old age and raise his children shows that you are a loyal person.
To tell you the truth, my house is short of a nursing home, and I originally chose you.
But now I have changed my mind."
"Oh why?"
Zhang Tianbao said doubtfully.
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"You also said that behind the ground dragon is Wang Wei.
I can't handle this matter, so you can't be my family's nurse.
But I don't want a man like you to be tortured to death, so I will lend a hand to save your life.
It's not difficult.
People like you will eventually succeed in troubled times.
If you keep a trace of friendship now, you won't watch when the kid is in trouble."
"Hahaha, hypocrisy.
There are countless hypocritical people who put the word brother on their lips.
As you put it so bluntly, this is the first time I have seen a certain family who is trying to repay a favor.
My daughter is following you, and the certain family can rest assured."
"How do you know that Nannan and grandma are at my house?"
"When I was captured that day, I watched you hugging my daughter.
I was a little worried at first, but when I saw you today, I felt relieved.
When my family was in dire straits, it was my brother's family who came to help me, and I was able to Live to this day.
Now that my brother is dead, he has an old mother and an orphan and no one to take care of him.
If it weren't for my daughter and aunt, I would have smashed that rolling dragon into a pulp.
I want someone to study art in Songshan”
"You've smashed the ground dragon into a pulp.
I guarantee you won't even be able to recognize your mother.
Don't mention learning skills.
Did you become a monk in the Shaolin Temple?"
"How do you know?
How do you know about Shaolin Temple when you are so young?"
Zhang Tianbao's eyes widened and he looked at Yunhao again.
"Oh, it turns out you are a monk in the Shaolin Temple.
You must know Master Jueyuan.
Let me tell you a secret.
The most powerful person in the Shaolin Temple is not Master Jueyuan or Patriarch Bodhidharma.
He is the sweeper of the Sutra Pavilion.
Monk, it is said that he has mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword to the point where he can win with no moves."
"Sixty-six Meridians Divine Sword" Zhang Tianbao opened his mouth so much that he could stuff eight buns into it, with a confused look on his face: