The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 325: Teach you to be a man for my nephew

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Top palm.

The sword technique of breaking the sky is the strongest skill of the young master, but when it comes to weirdness, the top palm is even better.

The palm is like wind, and the force is arc.

This kind of weird palm can send out an arc-shaped attack force, just like a football player's arc shooting, which is impossible to prevent.

It's a pity that the teacher's school of the little uncle has extremely strict rules. It is not a disciple of the inner school, and it is strictly forbidden to spread the magical skills such as the sky-breaking sword and the top palm.

Therefore, in the past five years, fat people have only been abused as dogs, and dragon scales have often been beaten to bruises.

The only difference is that when Xiao Shishu beat Dragon Scales and Fatty Fatty, although he would abuse them so miserably, he didn't slap them in the face.

But the boss, the second and the third are not so lucky.

The slap fan slapped, too fast to resist.

Under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, the figures of the three have been spinning at high speed, like three human-shaped tops.

Chen Gefeng finally stood up, and the crowd clearly saw that there was a red palm print on his left cheek.

Chen Gefeng covered his left cheek, looking at Junior Master with a green face, but he dared not make any noise.

All three bodyguards have been abused into dogs, what can he do?

The only way to encounter such a mad woman is to forbear it temporarily and settle the account after Autumn.

The popping sound is still sounding, the three tops have been spinning fast, and the spinning speed is still accelerating.

"Oh..."

The violent vomiting sounded suddenly, and the sour vomit spewed out in a jet-like manner. As the top spins, it spread out, frightening the nearby people to avoid.

The young master is finally willing to turn over the boss, the second and the third.

The afterimage flashed, and the little uncle appeared on the podium again, standing beside Chen Gefeng.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Three muffled noises came out one after another. Under everyone's unblinking gaze, the boss and the others fell to the ground one after another, their eyes were black, and they went into a coma.

"You..."

"What are you?" The little uncle suddenly grabbed Chen Gefeng by the collar and asked angrily, "Hurry up, where does my old lady smell?"

"I..."

"Hurry up, you will be beaten if you can't say it, and you will be beaten if you make a mistake." The little uncle mastered Chen Gefeng by the collar, and pulled his face less than five centimeters away from him. He said viciously, "Others are afraid of your Chen family, so my old lady is not afraid."

In this second, Chen Gefeng would rather pass into a coma from a cerebral hemorrhage immediately than face this terrifying woman.

She didn't dare to kill Chen Gefeng under the gaze of so many people on the land of Yanjing, but when she thought of the miserable three bodyguards being slapped continuously, Chen Gefeng had a kind The feeling of wanting to die.

"Dare to ask you who you are?" Chen Gefeng had to endure a breath of bad breath and asked respectfully.

"Don't change the subject, first clarify what is stinking about my old lady."

The arrogance and dominance of the young master made Chen Gefeng even have the heart to kill. However, the present form is a man-made sword, he is a fish.

The point is that the stinky lady is a habitual name, not that a woman really smells.

This is not something that a talented person meets a soldier and is unreasonable, but that the other party is arguing.

"Are you dumb?" The little uncle suddenly increased his strength, and shouted coldly, "If you don't speak, my old lady will beat you up."

"You are misunderstood, I didn't mean that you have a bad smell." Chen Gefeng had to bite the bullet and said under the unreasonable b pressure of the little teacher.

"If there is no smell, then it is not a stinky lady, which proves that you are lying."

"Listen to me..."

"Slap."

The crisp sound rang again, and Chen Gefeng's body spun like a top again.

"My old lady hates men lying."

The little uncle's self-talking makes all men feel creepy.

This...this was bullied like this before I lied.

If you really lie, what will be the result?

Under everyone's numb scalp watch, the little master suddenly stretched out his right hand, accurately grasped Chen Gefeng's right shoulder, and stopped him.

"My old lady ask again, what is the smell on my old lady?"

The house is rotating at high speed, and the brain is dizzy, leaving Chen Gefeng with only the most primitive and instinctive reaction ability.

"Fragrant..." Chen Gefeng said subconsciously.

"Smelly hooligan."

"Slap."

The angry rebuke did not fall, and the sound broke again.

Then everyone saw another spinning top.

That's how the fat guy was bullied so he didn't dare go home.

The only difference is that the fat guy is not slapped, but sticks.

Although the fat man has thick skin and is very resistant to beatings, he can't stand the endless fat beatings.

Of course, this can't be blamed on the little master, because the fat man is too lustful.

YeYeWu is not happy, and she always singles out a group, and no one can tolerate it. Of course, there are also elements of deliberate revenge from the fat man.

The fat man is lustful, but he is not lustful to this point.

It's just that ordinary women can only get divorced, and the little uncle firmly believes that "filial piety" comes under the stick, and always believes that under her persistent education, the fat man can change his past.

Long Lin really doesn't understand, what exactly is this pair of Huanxi friends looking for?

"Oh."

Chen Gefeng is not a martial artist, and his balance ability is not so good. After turning quickly for a while, Chen Gefeng vomits uncontrollably.

The young master suddenly swung out his right hand, accurately pinched Chen Gefeng's back of the neck, and bent him down, letting him face the crowd, heart-piercing.

Sister Mint and Xiao Shao both took out their phones, and happily captured Chen Gefeng's embarrassed look.

Chen Gefeng vomited for more than five minutes. He vomited and broke his liver and intestines. He even vomited bitter gall.

Uncle Xiao Shi suddenly exerted force again, pulling Chen Gefeng to stand up straight.

"Slap."

The crisp sound rang again, and Chen Gefeng's body revolved at high speed.

"This slap is to teach you to respect women."

"Slap."

"This slap is to teach you how to live for your grandpa."

"Slap."

"This slap is to teach you how to be a man for your parents."

"Slap."

"This slap is for your future daughter-in-law to teach you to be a good husband who doesn't scold women."

"Slap."

"This slap is to teach you to be a good father for your elder son."

"Slap."

"This slap is for your second daughter to teach you not to bully girls."

The applause, for various reasons, made many men feel a pain in their cheeks.

What should I do if I have such a wife?

For a time, many men couldn't help thinking secretly.

"Papa."

"These two slaps are for my nephew to teach you how to be a man."

After the two crisp noises, the little uncle finally stopped doing it, and let Chen Gefeng drift away in the high-speed rotation, and finally hit the first row of the middle dining table heavily.

"Boom."

The impacted Chen Gefeng staggered back a few steps, and then fell down again in the form of a dog-eating shit, lying on the sour digestion that he spit out.

"Oh..."

The disgusting picture made some women couldn't help it, and the retching sound continued.

The vomiting was like a plague, spreading quickly, so many women had to rush out of the side hall by covering their mouths.