As soon as he finished speaking, Saitama Kwohei walked into the house with the help of Mi concubine, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't worry, I have ordered An Teng to go to meet the enemy for my father. I believe I will be able to return soon. So are you, and you can't even do this little thing well. How can I feel at ease to entrust the Saitama family to you?"

Saitama Junhei kowtowed quickly and said carefully: "The child is unfilial and has caused his father to sleep peacefully, so he hopes to atone for his sins."

"Forget it, it's better to let you suffer some losses, so as not to show your strength." Saitama Kiyohei asked Mikoto to pour a cup of tea, hold it in his hand and take a sip, and said slowly: "Those who achieve great things will not change their faces when Mount Tai collapses in front of you. Sit quickly and wait for the news."

Junping said, straightened his waist and sat down. The lady asked in a low voice: "Husband, where does that Mr. Anden come from."

Junping glanced at his father and saw that he did not stop him, he replied: "Mr. Andeng is a master of gunsmithing in Treasure Academy. Treasure Academy is as famous as the Kasumithing Shintori from that time."

The lady said in surprise: "I heard that the natural psychological flow of the sword saint today comes from the Kasuke Shinto River. In this way, isn't the spear technique of the treasure source flow equal to the sword saint's sword technique?"

Junping nodded and said, "It's also true that there are only sword saints but no gun saints in the world, otherwise Mr. Andeng would have been famous all over the world long ago."

The lady suddenly felt relieved and said, "Mr. Andeng is so smart, so you should treat me well. It would be like his saving me tonight to be in danger. Why would he reward him with the other courtyard in the city?"

Junhei looked at his father, Saitama Kyohei closed his eyes and nodded, "Well, if you want to be the head of the family in the future, you will reward Andeng in your name."

Junping was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Yes, please don't worry, my father, the child will not neglect Mr. Andeng."

He smiled happily, as if he had seen his glorious life as the head of his family.

Suddenly, an angry shout sounded outside. The father and son in the room looked at each other and heard that it was Mr. Andeng's voice, and they must have been in battle.

With a "Oh" sound, it seemed that the thief was caught off guard. Junping was overjoyed and asked someone to roll up the curtains. The three of them looked into the courtyard.

The courtyard is only separated by a wall from the outside street, and you can hear the constant shouting and vague metal reflections of the moonlight churning up and down. It is obvious that the battle is in fierce competition.

Suddenly, the courtyard wall shook and a large crack popped up, as if someone was leaning against it. When Mr. Anteng roared "death", the spear suddenly pierced through the brick and stone courtyard wall, revealing a cold spear head with a trace of blood hanging on it.

"good!"

Junping screamed excitedly, as if he had seen the scene of the thief giving him the head.

But with a chuckle, a young voice said, "The gun technique is very different from sword technique, and it is indeed very interesting. It is impolite to come but not come. I also ask you to see a move."

"Stars change and the stars move!"

With a bang, the courtyard wall seemed to be swept by a hurricane, and countless scratches appeared instantly. An Teng screamed, pulled out his spear from the wall, and shouted and launched a counterattack.

"Meteorite Stone Wave!"

The loud shout came to an abrupt end, and the courtyard wall suddenly exploded. A figure bleeded in his mouth and flew into the yard. He held a broken gun in his hand, collapsing the rocks, crushing the flowers and plants, bounced all the way, and finally stopped in front of the study.

The three people in the room looked closely and saw An Teng's limbs twisted, his tongue drooping, and his chest sinking. He was dead and could not die any more.

Saitama Kiyohei was shocked and a cup of hot tea sprinkled on his crotch. While he was scalded, he shouted in panic: "Pull down the door curtain quickly, pull down the door curtain quickly!"

But how could a mere door curtain stop Gu Yijiu? He did this just to cover up his ears and deceive himself.

If you do not cultivate virtue and do not force yourself, you will be able to rely on a curtain to save your life when you are in trouble.

Gu Yijiu put his hands together in his sleeves and his sword leaned against the corner of the wall. But just standing there casually made the huge Saitama family helpless from top to bottom, like a turtle in a jar.

Saitama Kyuhei in the room seemed to have grown aged a few years instantly. He said worriedly: "Even Anten is not an opponent. Could it be that if the Sword Saint really needs to come here in person, you can kill the thief?"

Junping was also panicked, grabbed his hair and said, "The Sword Saint is thousands of miles away, so how can he come?"

The lady suddenly had an idea and said, "Although the Sword Saint cannot come, there are several numbers in the Sword Saint Disciple City."

Both father and son were stunned: "Sword Saint Disciple?"

The lady nodded and said, "Didn't Kondo Yuki come from a natural spiritual and spiritual flow? I heard that there are still a few people in the new selection group who also mastered the natural spiritual flow. How can I not be considered a disciple of the Sword Saint?"
Chapter completed!