Chapter 34

In the dense forest, sun Wuben leaned powerlessly against the tree and smiled bitterly for a long time.

"Damn mother-in-law of divination, I don't believe it. Without butcher Zhang, I'll eat a pig with hair." gradually, sun Wuben's eyes became firm and went out of the dense forest. Sun Wuben returned to his mother's room and looked at his mother's peaceful sleeping position. Sun Wuben's chaotic mood gradually calmed down.

On the other side of the earth, here is the city of Satan famous for fighting. Naturally, the martial arts atmosphere here is very strong. A small city has 18 martial arts schools.

In the 18th fighting skill Dojo, there are only 15 apprentices in the whole Dojo, which is the least among all dojo. At this time, a young man in red was wearing headphones and playing sandbags crazily. Before playing for a while, he opened his mouth, spit out his big tongue and gasped like a dog.

If sun Wuben saw the young man here, he would be able to recognize that he was the son of Qi in the dragon ball. Yes, he was the son of Qi. Satan, a man with poor martial arts and strong Qi, but his name was mark at this time.

"Pa!"

A slap on the boy's head.

"Lazy again!"

I saw a clean shaved old man with white hair dressed in a washed white tunic, staring at the boy with a straight face.

"Oh, master! I'm not lazy. I'm not lazy!" mark even took off his headphones and opened his mouth. First he laughed, and then he said carefully. "Master, I've been practicing hard just now. If you don't believe me, ask younger martial brothers. I just took a breath, ha ha, take a breath!"

"Master, senior brother Mark is really practicing seriously!" said a young company nearby.

"Hum!" the old man with white hair snorted coldly, and his eyes just stared at mark. "I didn't say that Sun Wu's cultivation of Liuwu road is broad and profound. He has less and more work in every move. He has to raise his heart all the time to practice at home. How can you be efficient when you practice and listen to music like this?"

"Master, you have wronged me. The song I listen to is not an ordinary song." mark argued with a smile. "If you listen to this song, you won't be angry, but will praise me for my insight."

"Not an ordinary song?"

The old man with white hair was angry and smiled: "Wow, why are you not ordinary?"

"Master, this song is not ordinary, but the singer is even more unusual. Do you know who he is? If you know his identity, you will be drunk for three days and nights." mark laughed, but his eyes flickered. Mark has practiced with his master for the longest time. Naturally, he knows that his Master Sun wusheng has a grandson named sun Wuben.

"The singer of this album is sun Wuben, and the music, words and singing are the same person. The song god sun Wuben can never be the old man's own grandson, but who let them have the same name." Mark thought in his heart. At this time, he still tried to fool master away. As for whether he cheated master, can he be blamed? Who let them have the same name, It's normal to make a mistake.

"Well, tell me quickly. I'm curious about what sacred can make me drunk for three days." the white haired old man's face was more ugly and his voice was cold.

Mark was cold all over. He knew that master was really angry and even put away his smiling face.

"Master, this album was released by your grandson sun Wuben." Mark said seriously, "by the way, your grandson is now called the God of songs."

"Sun Wuben?"

Sun wusheng was stunned for a moment. His expression was in a trance. However, a face appeared in his mind. It was Sun Wuben's face four years ago.

Sun wusheng was only a little stunned for a while, then returned to his mind and glanced at mark.

"Master, I didn't lie to you, really," Mark said carefully.

"Even this time, you are not allowed to listen to music when practicing in the future. The duel between Liu Feng of No. 1 fighting hall and you will begin soon. This battle is related to whether our fighting skill Dojo can become the first-class dojo in Satan city. You must not fail, you know." the Monkey King whispered, carried his hand on his back, turned and walked out. After three steps, he stopped again, "By the way, give me a copy of sun Wuben's record."

"Ah... Oh, master, wait!" Mark said repeatedly. As soon as he turned and rushed to a nearby house, there was a package on the shelf. Mark opened the package and saw a large stack of records inside. On the cover of the top record was a young man's side face, which was sun Wuben.

As soon as mark reached out and grabbed the record, his eyes fell on the boy's side face, with a strange flash in his eyes.

"Speaking of it, sun Wuben's eyebrows and eyes are really similar to master." mark muttered, grabbed the record and rushed out of the room.

"Master, this is the record released by your grandson." mark handed it carefully.

"HMM." Sun wusheng took the record and glanced at the album cover on the record. When he saw the young man's side face, his hands were frozen.

"Master, what's the matter?" mark wondered.

"Oh, nothing." Sun wusheng took the record back into his arms, turned out of the training hall, and then walked into his room. Only then did he take out the record, his eyes fell on the boy's side face, and sighed, "like, it's really like."

Undoubtedly, at the first sight of the profile on this record, sun wusheng thought that this was the profile of sun Wuben, but soon sun wusheng woke up.

"Wuben is in the key class of beizhidu. Now it's time to go to high school. This child is promising. Unfortunately, I'm not qualified to be a grandfather."

Sun wusheng went to one side of the cabinet, opened the cabinet, and took out a photo from a Zhongshan suit pocket hanging inside. This is a family photo.

Sun wusheng's eyes fell on Sun Wuben's face in the photo.

"The child is 17 years old this year, isn't he?" Sun wusheng put the photo and the record together. The record and the photo of sun Wuben are somewhat similar, but Sun Wuben just smiled bitterly. "It's really old eyed. I think it's the same person." his eyes fell on the girl doll in the family photo again.

"The girl MIA is supporting the ashram alone, and I don't know what's going on now." compared with sun Wuben, sun wusheng's feelings for MIA are deeper and he misses MIA more. After all, sun wusheng is away all year round and seldom goes home. He always takes MIA with him when he is away. This area has been around for nearly ten years. After ten years, he hasn't seen her for four years after he said goodbye, It's conceivable that sun wusheng missed Mia and could resist it in the past, but today, he was excited by sun Wuben's record. Suddenly, an impulse in his heart couldn't be restrained.

After sitting for a while, the monkey king raised his eyebrows.

"By the way, Mia's cultivation is more profound now. Now my fighting field is facing a battle of life and death. If he becomes successful, he will rise to heaven, and if he loses, he will leave. But Mark's child has a great desire to play and is not aggressive enough. It's better to call MIA over and use Mia's cultivation to stimulate him severely."

Sun Wuben knew that he was a disciple named Mark. Although he was young, he had strong self-esteem. He was a big kid and was very lecherous. He had strong self-esteem in front of women and would never admit defeat.

At this point, sun wusheng grabbed the phone and dialed the number he hadn't dialed in four years.

Ginkgo village.

Sun Wu's ashram, honey's room, Sun Wu Ben is talking to his mother.

"Beep ~ ~ ~" the bell rings.

"Hello, are you..." Sun Wuben even grabbed the phone, and a voice came from the receiver, "Hello, Mia or honey?" the voice was a little old, but full of spirit.

Hearing the sound, sun Wuben's eyes lit up.

"Grandpa!" Sun Wuben cried happily, "I'm Wuben. Grandpa, you've been afraid for three or four years. Where are you now? Are you still healthy?"

"Ha ha, Wuben, you are very good. You haven't heard grandpa's voice for three years, and you can hear it at once." Sun wusheng of the 18th fighting skill Dojo said happily.

"Is it four years? Grandpa, you rarely call today. Are you going home? Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Four years?" Sun wusheng was in a trance.

"Wuben, is everything all right at home? Where's your sister MIA?" Sun wusheng asked.

"Sister MIA is not here now. There's nothing else at home, just my mother's illness..." said Sun Wuben.

"Are you short of money for medical treatment? Don't worry, grandpa has opened a No. 18 fighting dojo in Satan city. I believe he will make a lot of money soon." Sun wusheng said, "by the way, isn't MIA here? When will she come back?"

"There's no shortage of money. Grandpa, what's the matter with sister MIA? Tell me. I can't tell when she will come back."

"Well, then... Then... Forget it. Ask her to call me when she comes back." there was a trace of disappointment in sun wusheng's voice.

"Grandpa, do you need sister Mia's help?" Sun Wuben asked.

"It's something. I want her to come over, but she's not here. Well, Wuben, you're good at reading. Don't worry about other things. Our Sun family has been a rough Wufu for generations. Now it's hard to get out of your scientist. The sun family has to rely on you to shine in the family. Well, long-distance calls are expensive, so grandpa won't talk to you more." Sun wusheng said and hung up the phone, His eyes fell on the family photo again.

"MIA is not here. Did she go outside to practice? It's strange that Wuben should be at school at this time. Why are you at home?"

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