"Hehe, who made you look malicious?" A playful smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Tsk, I'm not interested in the little kid. The little goal I'm talking about has something else to do. Where did I learn what you said?" I suddenly gave the girl a chisel on her forehead.

"It hurts! Master, can't you be gentle?" The girl covered her forehead.

"Stop your mouth!" I rubbed my temples.

"Master, I mean, that is, you can easily defeat your father." I decided to say a long story short. Sure enough, it is better to be more straightforward in life.

"I?! Can it be?!" The girl opened her eyes wide.

"Please! Why can't it be possible? Your dad is a Habira-level existence?" I replied with a contempt for the girl's disconfidence.

"Yes!" The girl thought for a while, as if she had compared her father's threat level with Habira. Then, she suddenly realized that she slapped her thighs. (Hey! The girl's thighs are indeed elastic)

The girl's performance is truly a mystery to the authorities!

"Hehehehe, dad will definitely be surprised!" The girl was a little ready to rub her hands.

"Hey, to be honest, be gentle." I reminded me with some concern.

"It's bad power!" The girl told me to save myself in her unique way.

This time to achieve the small goal is set this Saturday night.

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"Qi, Qiqi! How can you find someone who is so older than you? No! Dad doesn't allow it!" My first meeting with Zhan Qi's father had an unexpected start.

"Dad! What are you talking about?!" The girl blushed and waved her hands repeatedly.

"No wonder you're quite tired recently! It turns out that you're all fooling around with this uncle!" However, the father, who was crying unwilling to accept his daughter's defense at all.

"Tell me! You bastard! Did you do that and like this to my daughter?! That's why she is so tired! You bastard! Don't you know how to be gentle to other people's daughters?!" Zhan Qi's father, the glasses uncle, took off his glasses. He wiped his tears with a handkerchief with one hand, pointed at me stubbornly, and accused me of blood and tears.

By the way, uncle! You said something about tigers and wolves in front of your daughter. Is it really okay to have such a fast car? Uncle!!!

"" Zhan Qi lowered her head and clenched her fists.

"Then, my daughter will ask you! But don't let her get pregnant too early, it will be detrimental to her health. Please." Just when I thought the other party was going to attack me, the other party said even more amazing words.

uncle!!!!!!

Looking at the other party's sincere expression, I was actually affected and nodded slightly to approve the other party.

"Qiqi, it's great, you finally have someone to ask for it." The uncle in glasses turned his head and wiped his tears with a handkerchief. His face was filled with the sadness, reluctance, kindness that his father had unique to him. But the one who occupied the majority was actually relieved.

"So! I said it all! Listen to people's words! You salty and wet ghost father!" With a loud bang, Zhan Qi's father was knocked out by his daughter and let out a scream.

Uncle!!!

""I suddenly felt that the competition was no longer important. Because the winner was decided.

"So that's it, it's the master." In the living room, Zhan Qi's father, who had returned to normal, smiled in front of me. Then, his face felt relieved. There was a big bag on his head.

"In other words, the kind of body that can be tightly attached to the professor and then intertwined in the competition?" Zhan Qi's father hugged his shoulders with both hands and looked at me tightly with Garfield's eyes.

With a "pound!", Zhan Qi's father fell to the ground with a blank expression. Another big bag on his head was tired. It seemed that smoking was still coming out.

"Ling Zun, why is it different from what you described?" I took out my handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat from my forehead.

"How could I know?! He wasn't like this before! Master, did you do something strange to him?" Zhan Qi suddenly thought of something, and then looked at me with suspicious eyes.

"Damn it, labor and capital are not that idle! I spent energy on an uncle with no breasts or butts." I said depressedly, and complained in my heart. It was because your father was shocked by his mind and awakened something amazing, okay?!

"I understand, I can be recognized by my daughter. It seems that you are very strong." After learning and confirming the facts, Zhan Qi's father, who finally returned to normal, looked at me with sharp eyes. If his glasses were not cracked, they would be really handsome.

"Take it!" I bowed my fists and bowed.

"Little brother, come and punch me." Zhan Qi's father seemed to want to touch my bottom.

"Dad! Don't!" Zhan Qi stood up in a hurry.

"What? I'm afraid that my father's recoil force will hurt the other party? If he will be injured at this level, he will not deserve to be your master." Zhan Qi's father looked shaking!

"No, I'm afraid my dad will be injured! Master's strength, Dad, you can't afford it!" Zhan Qi quickly explained.

"Just! My Jiang's iron cloth shirt is everywhere, and only I hurt others but no one hurts me!" Zhan Qi's father laughed, looking like a master. But why do I think this sounds so familiar?

"Does our family have such skills?" Zhan Qi said in confusion.

"Don't talk nonsense! Come on!" Zhan Qi's father blushed, pushed Zhan Qi away, and put on a posture. Zhan Qi looked at me with the helpless expression of "please show mercy" and I nodded gently.

So, my merciless punch hit the other party. What caught my eye was Zhan Qi's father's silly smile.

Zhan Qi felt relieved, but she also felt that I was a little overwhelmed with water.

"!" Am I too arrogant?! When I withdrew my fist and thoughtful, I saw Zhan Qi's father turn around from the corner of my eyes!

Could it be?! I suddenly recalled a familiar scene and quickly used the mirror reflection skill!

Sure enough, the other party was carrying my face, and he was showing an expression that was so painful that it was twisted and ferocious. I was so damn it! Pretend to be a guy!

But, I also don’t like people who are accustomed to dressing!

"Uncle, are you okay?" I raised my eyebrows. I had made up my mind that if the other party could recognize my strength, give each other a step, or brag about each other in business, then I could choose to give up.

If the other party wants to say something about pretending to be x, I decided to seriously injure him. It's a great waste of a [Holy Healing] skill.
Chapter completed!