Chapter 672

Zhou Haibo also held a machete and did not move.

Similarly, Wang Jinzhi and Wang Haixia were also controlled by Qian Duoduo at a lightning speed, holding a kitchen knife and motionless.

The last one left, Wang Guangrong, this guy has been stupid and stunned.

The boy plays games every day when he has nothing to do. He is locked at home and almost never goes out. What he admires most in his mind are violence, blood and the so-called heroes in the game. At this time, he saw with his own eyes that Qian Duoduo is good at Kung Fu. He came without a trace and went without a trace. He seemed to see a real hero. He threw his machete, knelt on the ground and shouted at Qian Duoduo: "Master, you are so powerful. I want to worship you as a teacher. Take me!"

Then he bowed and kowtowed.

Wang Guangrong's performance greatly surprised people and surprised people.

Wang Changxin could just see his son's situation. Although he couldn't move, he could speak. He was so angry that he immediately scolded: "glory, you're crazy! You spineless thing, get up quickly and don't humiliate me!"

Liang Shengping also said, "son, you play games every day. How can you kneel down with others? Get up quickly!"

Wang Guangrong ignored his parents' words and continued to kowtow to Qian Duoduo: "master, take me. If you don't take me, I won't get up..."

He looked at the money and his face was full of longing and admiration.

Qian Duoduo walked slowly in front of him: "King glory, do you play king glory every day?"

Wang Guangrong nodded again and again: "yes, master, my favorite is the hero alliance and the king's glory. Now I play every day."

Qian Duoduo said with a straight face, "I'm not your master. Don't yell."

Wang Guangrong begged, "master, just teach me Kung Fu. I want to be a hero."

"To be a hero, you must first have the character of integrity, courage and kindness, and have a broad mind. You indulge in online games every day and don't want to make progress. You're not expected to be a hero at all."

"Master, I will change. I will do whatever you ask me to do in the future."

It's not easy to see a kung fu master in real life. Wang Guangrong doesn't want to give up this opportunity.

"Can you really change?"

"I can, I can."

Qian Duoduo said positively, "Wang Guangrong, I can't teach you Kung Fu, but I can teach you how to be a man. I can also let you work in the joint defense team of our company and train with you. Would you like to?"

Wang Guangrong nodded: "master, I will. As long as I can follow you, I will do anything."

"Your parents ask our company to compensate 80 million yuan. Is that right?"

"No." Wang Guangrong said honestly, "my parents are making trouble without reason. They just want to seize this opportunity and make a fortune. Master, I just heard them discuss. Their lowest price is 20 million. There's really no way, 10 million is OK. In fact, they all know that as long as you can make more than five million, they will make a profit."

WOW——

The crowd roared, and many people showed a mocking smile on their faces and pointed at Wang Changxin and others.

Lao Tzu could not help but face Wang Changxin's abuse. "Wang Rongyao, you little beast, you don't want to talk nonsense. What time did Lao Tzu say such a thing? You go away, you lose our royal family's face!"

Zheng Chunxia said with a smile: "second brother, look at your good son. He actually listened to an outsider to deal with us. When he was born, why didn't you throw him into the urinal and drown him? It's a shame!"

Liang Shengping retorted: "Zheng Chunxia, no matter how bad our son is, he is better than your big hammer. Your hammer is a loser, ugly, or a rapist!"

"You fart!"

"You fart!"

Wang Changxin roared, "stop talking, you two. It's time to quarrel!"

The two women also knew that it was inappropriate to quarrel at this time. They both closed their mouths and just stared at each other, unconvinced by each other.

The people around looked at them like a joke.

Yang Zhigao, Pei Changlin, Murong Xue and others all put down their hearts. They smiled and didn't worry at all.

Qian Duoduo said to Wang Guangrong: "Wang Guangrong, it seems that you still have a little conscience, better than your parents. I tell you, our company can't compensate them for 10 million, up to 6 million. No matter what they do, the price will not change. If you can make your parents give up the foolish idea of making a fortune, you can work in our company tomorrow."

Wang Guangrong nodded and said seriously, "OK, I will let my parents give up their stupid ideas."

"Get up."

Wang Guangrong stood up, took a machete and walked to his parents.

Qian Duoduo's heart sank when he saw that he looked gloomy and wanted to kill people: this boy, he played too many games and was poisoned by the king's pesticide. Can't he extricate himself? Will he cut off his parents' heads when he raised the knife? If so, things will be in trouble, and I will become an indirect murderer!

No, I'd better watch this boy and don't kill anyone.

Qian Duoduo quickened his pace and followed Wang Guangrong.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at Wang Guangrong.

Hundreds of people put up their ears.

Wang Guangrong went to his father and said, "Dad, our company promised to compensate you six million. That's enough. Don't make trouble again."

Wang Changxin stared: "you little beast, eat inside and eat outside, get out! You're not my son!"

"Dad, if you don't promise, I'll die in front of you."

"You little beast, you dare to threaten me!"

Qian Duoduo thought Wang Guangrong was joking and didn't care.

"Dad, do you agree or not?"

"Go away, I won't promise!"

Wang Guangrong turned to his mother and said, "Mom, what about you?"

Liang Shengping said, "son, go back. It's an adult's business. It has nothing to do with you."

"Dad and mom, you both want money. Don't you want my son?"

Wang Changxin blurted out and scolded, "go back and play your game. You don't need your help here."

Zheng Chunxia snorted, "help? Help."

"Well, I'll die in front of you."

Wang Guangrong said, raised his machete and wiped it off his neck.

Surprised, Qian Duoduo hurried forward and grabbed his wrist.

However, he was still a step late. The machete had rubbed Wang Guangrong's neck and cut a long blood hole.