Chapter 2944: Beyond words

Since the noble youth said that the fatherhood of girls is different, I would like to hear how unusual it is.
So I looked at him quietly, and asked in a deep voice: "Why is this unusual?"
"He is the deputy commander-in-chief of the Oathkeeper in this town, and he is very strong."
It turned out to be the deputy commander-in-chief. No wonder his mansion is so wide and there are many servants and guards in it.
As for the fact that strength is very strong, I have a little experience, even if it is placed in the Hefeng Continent, it can still be ranked as a medium-level strong.
But for me, it's still a lot worse, otherwise it's impossible to be defeated by my two fingers.
"Apart from these two points, is there anything else?"
"Aren't these two points enough!" The aristocratic youth said in an incredulous tone: "That is a powerful ruler. It is not comparable to any powerful guy or a powerful guy!"
As soon as the voice fell, he felt that his tone was a bit wrong. He quickly changed his tone and tried to be gentler. He said, "Big brother, I know you are strong, but you are most likely to face this kind of guy with both strength and power. It's better to take precautions."
"Anti?" After thinking a little bit, I nodded: "It's time to be as low-key as possible."
The aristocratic youth thought I had adopted his suggestion, and immediately slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "Brother, I must be right~~~"
After being overwhelmed, he accurately injured his leg again.
"Why don't you ask the priest for treatment?" I wondered.
"It is said that the healing technique affects skeletal development" the aristocratic youth said seriously: "Listening to the doctor, I can grow one more, at least 1.9 meters!"
"what about now?"
"One meter and seven."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty... more than twenty."
"It won't grow anymore."
"What...what?!" The noble youth looked panicked: "Brother, are you kidding me?"
"No kidding, give up."
The aristocratic youth immediately fell into a state of lifelessness.
Shaking my head, I stepped out of the room and saw a sturdy man standing three meters from the gate, and his eyes calmly looked at me.
This man is the father of the noble youth.
After closing the door, I stepped to a distance of one meter from his father. Like him, I looked at him quietly.
After a while, the father of the noble youth, the noble patriarch, said: "Are you the children you taught?"
"Yes."
"Why throw the trouble to me?"
"I didn't lose it."
"Dare to say that I didn't lose it!" The aristocratic Patriarch lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Nowadays, high-ranking aristocrats think that this is my family's order!"
Looking at him lightly, I whispered: "What do they think, what is it to do with me?"
"You are the real murderer!" The noble Patriarch pointed at me, and said in a deep voice: "I will expose you and let you be punished!"
"up to you."
I waved my hand indifferently, looked away from him, and started to look at the furnishings in the yard.
The silent atmosphere lasted for a few minutes. The noble Patriarch suddenly chuckled. His original solemn expression returned to calm again. He said solemnly, "I thought you would be angry, and then rebutted me desperately, or attacked me."
"Not that interested" I waved my hand again and said lightly: "Although it is rude to say that, but at your level, you are not worthy of being my opponent."
"Oh?" The noble Patriarch looked at me with interest and smiled and said: "Are you so confident?"
"If you think you can beat me by the guys hiding behind you, please don't hesitate to do it. I'm very busy and don't want to be here for too long."
"Wasting time?" Noble Patriarch smiled: "You are the first to dare to speak to me like this."
As soon as the conversation turned, he said again: "But this is good, young people should be angry, and young people who are active are more energetic."
As he said, he waved his hand, and four people rushed out from all over the yard. The strength of these four people was not weak. Judging by their breath, they were at least level seven or eight.
They lined up first, surrounded me, and then shot separately, attacking my key points.
Afterwards, they flew out in four directions respectively between the electric light and flint.
Since I didn't intend to hurt them, these four people just fell and got swollen noses.
Upon seeing this, the noble Patriarch clapped his hands in praise, then waved his hand and said, "Sir, please."
With the falling of the voice, a stylish old man walked out slowly with a civilized stick. He saw his waistcoat, shirt, trousers and leather shoes on his upper body, dressed as a gentleman of the upper class in Europe in the 18th century, especially those two characters. Hu, even joined the play.
As soon as the "young" old man came out, he clearly distinguished his generations: "You are very skilled and strong, but you can't be too proud. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there are days outside the world."
Digging my nose, I looked at him with a salty face, and said impatiently: "It's long and long, is it to fight or not to fight?"
The old man didn't see the anger, but shook his head regretfully, and said, "It seems that the etiquette has not been studied well, and it needs to be disciplined, otherwise it will be difficult to be elegant."
After saying this, the power of fading is actually condensed.
This is the third native of the Demon Realm who will gather the power of transformation so far I have seen!
Immediately, I struck a three-pointer, squeezed my fist, and hooked him.
The old man hummed softly, and then slapped Rudian, which was a seemingly good combat technique!
My eyes lit up, and I quickly gathered my gaze to see this unfamiliar combat technique clearly.
When the civilization stick that pierced me was about to hit my chest, a red fading force suddenly spread from both sides, and in less than two seconds, it condensed into the shape of a spear head, fiercely Stabbed towards my chest.
Then it stopped on the surface of my muscles without accident-it just pierced the skin and fat.
"Not bad" I said lightly, and then reached out to hold the civilization stick, and took it off with a light pull.
The old man froze in place immediately. It was neither offense nor surrender. He was just staring blankly at the civilization stick I held in my hand, his expression looking awkward and embarrassing.
I threw the civilization stick back, and I said softly: "If you like to correct other people's attitudes to life, I suggest you apply for a teacher. After all, that's a serious career for teaching and educating people."
After finishing talking, he ignored the old man and walked towards the side wall of the courtyard.
Just jumped onto the courtyard wall, the noble family owner suddenly called me: "Young man, would you like to stay? I can treat you as a nephew!"
"no."
I jumped down and walked towards home.
The first battle I had been waiting for, but it ended in a hasty way, it really made me unable to lift my energy.
It's as if the world boxing champion was asked to fight, thinking that the opponent would be the same boxing powerhouse as himself, but he didn't expect it to be the little boxing champion from the kindergarten. The sense of loss and absurdity is beyond words.
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