"Mr Nan Gong must be joking. I can guarantee that these four women are 100% of their original clothes. I have never touched this old man before and many people in America were shocked by the four of them. "www.biquge.info" Tim Hilton sighed.

Guo Xie stood up and walked over to the four girls, touching them with his hand. The four girls giggled, making him happy. Hilton also squinted his eyes. He had made the right bet this time, how could men be not lustful.

"Thank you for Mr. Hilton's kind intentions, but I can't accept such a big gift. I have a wife in China, so we Chinese people don't have the same thoughts as you. Mr. Hilton should keep these beauties." After saying that, he went back to his seat.

"When we go back, we have to properly educate Yu'er. How can we have racial prejudice? Chinese people are human, American people are human too. We can't have patriarchal views right now." Guo Que thought to himself. Before leaving, he told Hilton to keep the four girls for himself, and Hilton smiled knowingly.

Returning to the suite, he saw a bunch of burly men guarding the door, smiling helplessly. If someone wanted to do harm to little Ling Mo, these people were not worth mentioning, but it could be considered Brother Hong Tai's concern, this hotel was not his good fortune, the faster he left the better.

"Bad brother, it's not even dawn yet. Are we leaving now?" Ling Mo asked in puzzlement when Guo Jiexi called out to the little girl who was sitting in meditation.

"Let's go, Las Vegas is a bad place. Didn't you see the look in the eyes of the group when the two of us came back?" Let's not talk about the others, just the Yin brothers in the Chinese Discipline Team have a bad feeling about this. Let's go somewhere else for a while, and come back when the special ability martial arts event starts. " Little Ling Mo nodded. He didn't have anything to pack, so he took a small plane to the top floor of Hilton Tower and flew to San Francisco.

"Grandfather, we'll be home in about 30 minutes. We've settled the matters you mentioned by phone. At home, you can get someone to clean up a room for you." "Old Master, you promised me that you would give me a week's leave after crossing the river and destroying the bridge so quickly. This has to be counted. I've already agreed to go to Hawaii with Little Mei already." Hong Tai was happily negotiating with his grandfather on the phone. When the plane landed in San Francisco, Guo Tai and the others came out of the plane, shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Grandfather, why are you here? Didn't I tell you, you can wait at home. Fourth uncle, you should stop the old man, aiya." Hong Tai looked at a Tang suit wearing old man's clothes as he walked over and said, "Wait a moment, I'll bring Brother Nangong over. Let's hurry back home."

Before Hong Tai could finish speaking, the old man slapped Hong Tai's head and kicked him to the side.

"Scram to the side, we haven't been able to find out the identity of this evil lord along the way. Brother Nangong, I think it's better if you gave your identity of accompanying the hall master to someone else." The old man looked at Hong Tai in disappointment as he spoke. Then, he walked towards Guo Que in quick steps.

"Greetings, bad lord. The 38th generation head of the Hong sect, Hong Wantong greets you." The old man kneeled down on one knee, then the thirty people behind him kneeled down on one knee. Hong Tai's eyes widened. "Bad master, what sort of bad master is this old brother Nan Gong? Did he eat the wrong medicine?"

"Old Master, quickly get up. If there's anything we need to talk about, we can go home. Such a big battle formation has really frightened this brat." Guo Qiang pulled Hong Wantong up with a smile and said.

"Hong Tai, what are you blanking out for? Drive the car over here. Fourth Bro, go and tell the other FIs, if today's matter gets out, I don't care if they are FIs or not, the Hong Men will make the San Francisco Chicken Dog restless." The old man said to the man beside him whom Hong Tai had just called '4th uncle'.

"Dad, don't worry. I'll go deal with them. A bunch of blind old men. Today, the old man came to pick him up at the airport and they even dared to take pictures. They are just courting death." Hong Wantong's fourth son, Hong Yunbiao quickly walked to the side of the foreigners and said a few words. The foreigners obediently handed over the cameras on their phones.

"Old Master, Fourth Uncle's skills are not bad. He has already reached the pinnacle of the Xiantian Realm, he should be considered an expert among experts in the United States." Since Sect Leader Hong had come in person, it seemed like it was Master Yu Feng's decision. His generation should have been decided by Master Yu Feng, and Guo Xie was confident that his own juniors, according to the way they called themselves now, would suffer a loss.

Bad Lord, seniority is not something you can talk about randomly. You can just call him Little Four, Hong Tai, what are you looking at? I'll take care of you when we get back. Hong Wantong said loudly as he stared at Hong Tai who was driving. Hong Tai was completely stunned.

After driving from the San Francisco airport to Old Master Hong's residence for almost an hour, the car drove directly to a luxurious villa. The car was quite stable, the group got off the car. The situation outside was the same as the airport just now.

"Bad Lord, this way please!" After all, it was a young man who was younger than him, and perhaps there was something wrong with the Sect Leader's head. Of course, no one dared to ask such a question, and the group of people only started to discuss after watching the Guo Family's people enter the Main Hall.

"I just heard the head of the sect shouting 'bad master'. Did you guys hear that? Who was the one shouting 'bad master'? It seems like there's a young man by his side. " A young man whispered.

"I heard it! The head of the sect shouted! Didn't you all see the expression on Hall Master Hong Tai's face? It seems like he had brought the person here with him, causing his face to turn green." Another youth said in a low voice.

Cough cough cough cough, you people are all talking about the head of the sect behind his back. This is a taboo in our Hong Gate and we will know who the person who came is when the sun shines. An older middle-aged man said softly, and the group of youths ran away as if they were escaping.

"Bad Lord?" Which part of the Sect Leader's song is this? The youth just now looked familiar. I think I've seen him somewhere recently. " The middle-aged man said to himself as he watched the group of kids run away. However, his brain didn't seem to be working well as he couldn't remember that the kid who had bet tens of thousands of yuan on the internet recently wasn't one of them following the head of the sect in.

"Grandfather, what's going on? You've really confused me."