Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 393: Really brothers

There is never a lack of dog blood in this world.

　　 Dog blood is actually something very unexpected, you can’t even think about it when you think about it.

　　 No matter how imaginative Zhao Gangjun is, it is impossible for him to think that An Sizhao next to him will turn out to be his brother.

　　An Sizhao's surname is An, not Zhao, is it?

　　 Although his name An Sizhao sounds a bit similar to An Sizhao, if it were not for an outsider, who would have thought that Zhao meant Zhao?

　　 "Son, can you still find Angel?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

　　"It's definitely not found." Zhao Gangyu said, "Since Aunt An has been hiding from you for more than ten years, where could I find it?"

　　 "That's right, if Angel wants others to find her, no one can find her." Zhao Tiezhu said with emotion.

　　 "Dad, what are you going to do about An Sizhao's matter?" Zhao Gangyu asked.

　　 "Where is he now?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

　　"I’m in Japan now, but he went to Japan because he was wanted. In order to prevent the Interpol from tracking him, I have basically disconnected him from here, but I’m looking for If I take a moment to find out what he said," said Zhao Gangrong.

　　 "Then find him."

　　 Zhao Tiezhu said, "After all, it is the blood of our Zhao family. After finding it out, we will send it back to the Zhao family to recognize the ancestor and return to the clan."

　　 "Good."

　　Zhao Gangyu nodded, then hung up, and then called Huang Mao again.

　　 When An Sizhao and the others went abroad, Zhao Gangrong gave Huang Mao full authority.

　　 It seems that it's been a long time since I called Huang Mao. Zhao Gangjun couldn't find Huang Mao's name in the caller recently.

　　 The yellow hair on the phone quickly answered the call. After receiving Zhao Gangrong’s instructions, Huang Mao immediately arranged for the subordinates who were responsible for sending An Si Zhao to Japan to investigate An Si Zhao’s current location.

　　"At most one hour, we will be able to find their exact location."

　　 Huang Mao promised, patting his chest.

　　Since Huang Mao has made such a guarantee, Zhao Gangrong relieved himself and returned to the press conference.

　　 "You said these fashions are really weird."

　　 Zhao Gangyu sat down and said to Su Red wine next to him, “Some of them are obviously worn by aliens, but they can even be named as usual.”

　　"The so-called fashion means that the more people can't understand, the more fashionable." Su Red Wine said with a smile, "Nowadays, many people blindly follow the trend. Well-known designers must have good designs. You don’t have enough eyesight, just like the Chinese textbook when we were in elementary school, some chapters, even the author can’t understand so much meaning, for example, eating a meal with your head down represents the author’s mental state at that time, but it’s just low. It’s just a big meal, but in some people’s eyes, there must be something mysterious here. Sometimes my dad talks to his subordinates, and if he doesn’t have an idea, he may use the words incorrectly. The subordinates can realize several meanings. Come out, this is the same as these fashions."

　　 "Indeed, maybe those fashion designers themselves don't know what they design means." Zhao Gangyu nodded in agreement.

　　"Backward Chinese people."

　　 A contemptuous voice came from the side of Zhao Gangyu and others. Zhao Gangyu followed his reputation and saw a man with a small hat and a mustache and pigtails, looking at himself contemptuously.

　　 "Do you know what fashion is?" The bearded man looked at Zhao Gangrong contemptuously, and said, "Do you know what fashion elements are? Tell you, you certainly don't understand."

　　Zhao Gangyu glanced at Su Red Wine helplessly, smiled and shrugged.

　　 The mustache saw that Zhao Gangyu didn't answer him, and the contempt on his face became more serious.

　　"Mr. Makatino’s design is understandable by you ignorant and backward Chinese people. Every line of his treatment reveals the taste of fashion and his personal style. This style makes People are intoxicated, if you don’t understand, don’t make comments, so as not to be ashamed."

　　 Regarding the mustache, Zhao Gangyu and Su Red wine did not respond, because this kind of thing is a matter of the benevolent. I don’t agree with this thing, but I don’t agree with this thing. If you agree with this thing, then agree with this thing and follow me. There is nothing to do with half a dime. As for being despised? If you can't lose a piece of meat, you really don't care about it.

　　 These years, people are living in the world, and there are so many things that are low to people. You, a person worth billions or tens of billions, are despised by the security guard at the door. Is it possible that you have to teach others?

　　 This doesn't show how awesome you are, but it seems that you have low taste.

　　Zhao Gangyu has long been detached from most people, so naturally he doesn't care about the person in front of him.

　　 However, Zhao Gangyu doesn't care, but someone cares about it.

　　 I saw Anna sitting next to Zhao Gangyu glared, and said to the mustache, "Asshole, where do you speak?"

　　The mustache glanced at Anna, and said with disdain, "Italy is a place where freedom of speech is important. Where do I talk? It's up to you!"

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　Anna stretched out her hand directly, grabbed the collar of the mustache, and then she slapped her three times.

　　 I rub, so sturdy! ?

　　Zhao Gangyu glanced at Su Hongjiu. With the contacts these days, this Anna is still quite a lady. Why did it break out today?

　　 Buffon Alexander and the others were accustomed to it. They watched the performance on the T stage as usual, and ignored Anna at all.

　　 "Anna, don't be angry."

　　Niu Yinlong grabbed Anna and said, "Be careful of your fetal gas."

　　 "It's okay."

　　Anna smiled, then stared at the mustache and said, "Get out of here if you don't want to die."

　　 The moustache glared at Anna, trying to say something, but the two Corion family members standing behind Anna~IndoMTL.com~ respectively put their hands in their arms and moved.

　　 The handle of the pistol was exposed.

　　 The moustache shut up immediately, then stood up and left angrily.

　　 Some people on the side heard the movement, they all looked here, and when they saw Anna, they all turned their heads.

　　 This Anna is a famous devil-level figure in Milan, so it's better to be less provoked.

　　 After seeing all this, Zhao Gangjun somehow, had some worries about Niu Yinlong's future marriage life.

　　 Anna is so awesome, this Niu brother, his future status in the family is worrying!

　　 is still a good old man, every woman is gentle as water, even the more free Han Tiantian, when facing herself is very well-behaved.

　　 (Some friends say why Gangju is always 18 years old? In fact, the same is true for urban books, just like urban TV dramas. There are many stories, but the time span is small. Have you seen any urban TV dramas that are not moving after three or five years Urban essays are not fantasy essays, imaginary essays can live tens of thousands of years at will. Urban essays fail, and the characters’ feelings develop step by step, not to mention that they are not developed with one person. In fact, it’s very simple to have a new year. Before the next plot of the chapter is finished, I just say oh, two years have passed, and then someone has to ask, where did the protagonist die in the past two years? I still have to write again, so this is the case with urban writing. If I can’t understand it, I suggest to look at those big-fire urban essays. I’m talking about pure urban, not urban fantasy cultivation. Not only urban essays, but also online games. Suddenly half a year later, the protagonist is invincible. What did you do in the past six months? Right!)