Chapter 210： Your surname is Mu too? Uncle Xiaofeng

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly helped Zhao Zilang from the ground.

"Oh, it hurts, who touched Lao Tzu's arm!" Zhao Zilang screamed like a pig again.

So, everyone changed their support to lift, and lifted Zhao Zilang's whole body above his head.

"Let's go, too," Mu Feifan said to Siyuan.

"Okay." Fang Siyuan flicked his hair coolly. Although he seems to have escaped from a refugee den at the moment, his temperament must be full.

"and many more!"

The two raised their heads and suddenly found that Zhao Zilang had drunk them again.

Fang Siyuan sneered: "Why, Zhao Dashao, haven't you been beaten enough yet?"

Zhao Zilang said angrily: "You got fucked, you didn't beat you up, what kind of calf?"

Fang Siyuan naturally took Mu Feifan's shoulders and said with a smile, "Brother Mu and I are comrades-in-arms. Who makes the difference?"

Mu Feihua is speechless.

If he remembers correctly, before coming here, Fang Siyuan still complained about the world, why is his attitude changing so fast now?

Although Fang Siyuan is a bit tigerish, he is a veritable official second generation at any rate, and he still has the vision to judge the situation.

While he was still entangled in the group of people, Mu Feifei killed Zhao Zilang in seconds. The speed was staggering.

From Fang Siyuan's point of view, Zhao Zilang's strength is a bit worse than him, but overall, the gap is not big.

Mu Feihua was able to second Zhao Zilang, and he was able to second Fang Siyuan.

And later, Mu Feihua suppressed more than a dozen people alone. This momentum is the real **** descending to the earth.

Unlike him, he was chased all over the house, looking like he was running away.

So, Fang Siyuan took it.

There is no more thought to compare with Mu Feihua.

But he didn't feel ashamed.

Dad is so polite to Mu Feihua, what else can I not let go of?

At this moment, Zhao Zilang is very upset with Fang Siyuan's behavior of acting like a tiger.

However, the situation is not good for me now.

Zhao Zilang didn't bother with this issue either, and directly said to Mu Feihua: "I, Zhao Zilang, always speak for words. The pill you just refined, one million pills, my Zhao family has all received."

Mu Feihua was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't say anything about the old routine of not one million but two million, pretending to be coercive.

He noticed the details in the other party's words: "You Zhao family accepts it all?"

Zhao Zilang said: "Yes, my father will come right away and he will talk to you."

"Let's do it." Mu Feihua nodded.

Zhao Zilang couldn't help being happy.

Haha, I finally did something for the family!

On the surface, Zhao Zilang was buying the pill from Mu Feifei's hands, but he actually wanted his father to come forward and negotiate with him.

After all, the emergence of medicinal medicinal pills on the market, which are also energy-producing, will have a big impact on the Zhao family's pill business.

half an hour later.

Fang Siyuan was sipping iced coffee in an emotional student cafe at Yaowen High School.

He raised his head and looked at the wish stickers on the wall.

"I hope I will be admitted to the ideal Sendo University!"

"I wish my parents good health forever!"

"Ding Jiajia, I love you, you are my goddess, and I hope to have a monkey with you!"

...

These are still normal, but the style of painting has changed suddenly when I look down.

"Dear! Received the takeaway, remember to give a five-star praise."

Fang Siyuan was speechless for a while.

Who has posted the warm reminder of the takeaway shop here?

In the distance, Mu Feifan and a middle-aged man sat face to face in the corner.

The middle-aged man wears a well-cut light gray suit, a white shirt, and his hair is not messy. He is a standard business man.

While Mu Feihua looked at each other, the middle-aged man was also staring at him.

It’s just that Mu Feifei thinks this uncle’s eyes are a little weird—as if he knew him a long time ago.

Time passed by every minute.

Mu Feifan said: "Let’s talk about the acquisition of pill."

"Uh, sorry." The middle-aged portrait woke up from his dream, with a hint of panic in his voice: "You count how many there are."

Mu Feihua took out a bunch of small porcelain bottles and said, "Here are 119 top-grade pill, one million pills, you can count the number..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that his account in his watch had received a transfer reminder.

a full 120 million!

Mu Feifan was stunned: "Uncle, don't you know the quantity? Also, your money is too much."

The other party hurriedly used the face-to-face transfer function without even looking at the quality of the medicine.

This is the first time that Mu Feifan saw such a person.

Should I say that this uncle trusts himself too much, or should I say that he is too generous?

"No need to order, I believe you." The middle-aged man smiled kindly.

The soft eyes made Mu Feihua uncomfortable.

"Since the transaction is over, I will leave."

Mu Feifan wanted to leave as soon as possible. He couldn't bear the eyes of the middle-aged.

After all, I just discounted his son's arm.

It's not bad that the other party didn't scold him, and he was so kind.

Mu Feifan feels sorry.

Just as he left the table, the middle-aged man also stood up suddenly and said eagerly, "Wait!"

Because of getting up too violently, many of the porcelain bottles on the table rolled to the ground, making a clinking sound.

These are all rare top-grade pill.

But the middle-aged people didn’t even look at it, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com stared directly at Mu Feihua.

Mu Feihua is very strange.

Call him at this time, what exactly the other party wants to do.

"My child, what is your name?" the middle-aged man asked with great concern.

Originally, Mu Feihua was reluctant to reveal his name to strangers, but the middle-aged person felt too kind to him.

And the other party's performance just now made Mu Feihuan't bear to refuse.

"My name is Mu Feifan." He replied.

"what?"

"Your surname is Mu too?"

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, his whole body shook, and his emotions suddenly became very agitated.

"Uncle, are you okay." Mu Feifei was also taken aback. His surname is so common, why did the other party hear it as if he was about to commit a blood clot?

"I'm fine." The middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes flushed, and asked urgently: "Your father, what's your name?"

Mu Feihua was a little surprised, why does this uncle's expression seem to eat people?

Isn’t it that you have a deep hatred with your father?

"What's his name?" The middle-aged man became more and more excited, and directly grabbed Mu Feifan's shoulder.

"Mu...Mu Zi said." Mu Feifan said.

"Said Mu Zi?" The middle-aged man muttered repeatedly in his mouth, suddenly as if he had been drained of all his strength and collapsed on his seat.

Mu Feifan asked: "Uncle, do you need to go to the hospital?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "I'm okay, it's me who admitted the wrong person."

Mu Feifan, said goodbye, and wanted to leave.

The middle-aged man suddenly said: "Can I call you Xiaofan in the future?"

Mu Feihua nodded.

"My name is Zhao Xiaofeng, if you don't dislike it, call me Uncle Xiaofeng!"