Daming Super Daddy

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"Brat, have you ever said that about Uncle Song?"

Zhu Song, who was dressed similarly to Kemuqita, gave the little guy a shudder and said, "This is called art, art, do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Zhu Huixun shook his head, as if waiting for you to explain to me.

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Taihe also looked similar to Zhu Huixun, very silly and naive.

"Hey, I was really defeated by your innocence!" Zhu Song sighed while holding his forehead.

Well, why don't you get entangled with these brats and do business.

"Qingshan, go and pull out all the people in the Jinxiu Pavilion!" Zhu Song ordered.

"Yes!"

Han Qingshan, who also had patterns painted on his face, responded, and rushed into the Jinxiu Pavilion with a few soldiers, and drove out Fatty, Xiaoshan, the cooks, and the servants.

Fortunately, at this point in time, no one went to the Jinxiu Pavilion for dinner, so the expulsion went smoothly.

Seeing so many burly men with patterns on their faces, Fatty and the others were so frightened that their faces turned green, and they gathered together with their necks shrunk, not daring to speak.

"Ah, a few uncles, you..." The fat man was bold, swallowed his saliva, and spoke tremblingly.

"Cook, all the servants are leaving! Those in charge, call me!"

Zhu Song pulled the little guys back and gave the order directly.

The cook, Xiaoshan and the others felt that it was the sound of nature when they heard this, and they ran away wherever they dared to stay.

Fatty wanted to run away, but the eyes of Han Qingshan and others made his legs so weak that he peed his pants.

"Song..." Zhu Zhanji's sharp eyes saw the puddle of water flowing out, and he opened his mouth and said, "I pissed, this bitch pissed his pants!"

"I see." Zhu Song glanced at him and waved his hand: "You're all dumbstruck, beat me up!"

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(PS: Chapter 2 is here, there will be Chapter 3 in the evening!) (To be continued.)

Chapter 1 Thirty

Hearing Zhu Song's order, his personal guards and Han Qingshan charged forward without the slightest hesitation, punching and kicking the fat man.

At the beginning, maybe the hot hands of those people stimulated the fat man's viciousness, and the fat man wanted to resist and bring out King Ning.

But before the fat man opened his mouth, Han Qingshan rushed over like a tiger descending from the mountain, kicked the fat man on the mouth, and knocked him down.

After that, countless dead boots fell on Fatty's body like raindrops.

These personal guards don't care about anything, they beat people up and down.

After the beating, the fat man had already breathed in more air and released less air, and his whole body began to twitch non-stop, it felt like he had committed epilepsy.

Zhu Huixun, Zhu Zhanji, and Zhu Tai all followed behind Zhu Song.

A few little guys thought they would be able to get started and enjoy themselves.

This time it's good, the little guys couldn't get in at all, hearing the sounds like killing a pig, I just felt goosebumps all over my body.

"Uncle Song, it's almost time..." Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Song carefully and asked.

Zhu Song lowered his head and glanced at him, and said, "Zhanji, you have to remember that when you hit a snake with a wooden stick, the snake goes with the stick. You must never be kind to the enemy."

Although Zhu Zhanji is still young, it may be cruel to be exposed to such bloody things at the age of three or four, but don't forget that Zhu Zhanji will be the future Ming Emperor Ming Xuanzong, and he must understand that kindness is cruelty to himself.

"But..." Zhu Zhanji still couldn't bear it.

"okay!"

Zhu Song did Zhu Zhanji a lot of face this time. He separated from the crowd and looked at the fat man lying on the ground like a dead dog.

The fat man looked up at Zhu Song, opened and closed his mouth: "Da Da, lord, spare me, spare me..."

"Do you know who we are?" Zhu Song looked down at the fat man and said.

The fat man nodded, then shook his head wildly.

"I'm Fuyuwei, one of the three guards in Wuliangha, remember it for me!" Zhu Song pointed to the patterns on the faces of the guards around him, and said, "This is my subordinate who suffered in your restaurant." price."

"Fu, Fu Yuwei..." The fat man twitched his face and said, "You, you are Fu Yuwei, do you know..."

"Hit again!" Zhu Song didn't give him a chance to speak, and beat him hard again, until the fat man was speechless.

"Come on, go to the first floor of Jinxiu Pavilion, pour wine and oil, and burn this bullshit Jinxiu Pavilion!" Seeing that the fat man finally calmed down, Zhu Song ordered again.

Because of King Ning, although the Jinxiu Pavilion is located in a downtown area, there is still a vacuum area of ​​three or four feet around it, and there are only some sundries piled up on weekdays.

If Jinxiu Pavilion is really set on fire, the surrounding shops will not be affected at all.

Twenty of the thirty personal guards of King Han's Mansion were divided into 20 people, and with a huh, they rushed into the Jinxiu Pavilion in unison. Some went straight to the front desk and warehouse, looking for wine and oil, and some went to the back kitchen to look for dry firewood.

After just a cup of tea, twenty personal guards appeared on the first floor of Jinxiu Pavilion with dry firewood, and the bundles of dry firewood were directly thrown into the Jinxiu Pavilion, which was full of oil and wine.

"You, what are you going to do?" Seeing a soldier take out a fire bag, the fat man was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split.

"If you want to survive, just stay with me!" Han Qingshan glanced at him and said.

Swish!

When the words fell to the ground, the fire pocket was lit, and Zhu Song shook his hand, and the fire pocket immediately flew into the dry wood with oil and wine.

Pong!

Just at this moment, the fire quickly burned up, and the billowing smoke almost burst into the sky.

The flame jumped like an elf, spreading towards the entire Jinxiu Pavilion.

Zhu Song squinted his eyes, watched the fire spread, and couldn't help laughing: "It's still this bright red color, it's sparkling and cute..."

Zhu Huixun leaned his little head forward and said, "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the fire!"

The fat man who was lying on the ground with a dead body, didn't know where he got the strength, he jumped up suddenly, and roared: "Put out the fire, come on, come and put out the fire..."

"Put out the fire, let's kill your sister!" Zhu Song kicked the fat man aside, waved his hand, as if showing off, and said, "Go back to Fuyuwei camp."

"You, you, wow..." The fat man slumped on the ground in a daze, looking at the Jinxiu Pavilion, which was raging with flames, and wept loudly.

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