Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

the next day!

Yang Pojun, who had not yet woken up, vaguely heard a few people talking in low voices.

Although they kept their voices low, Yang Pojun could easily detect it with his keen insight!

"Made, who is so unethical? Who is chattering in other people's homes so early in the morning?"

Wiping his hazy eyes, Yang Pojun cursed and sat up.

"Uh……"

After walking out and looking at the three people in the living room, Yang Pojun's face turned red!

I touched my nose subconsciously!

Well, fortunately, everything is normal and I didn’t make a fool of myself!

"Wake up, Xiaojun? Hiss... Come, let me introduce you. This is Zhu Jichen, the young master of the Zhu family in the imperial capital. According to seniority, you should call him uncle. This is your uncle Zhu's daughter, Zhu Zhuyun. You should call her sister. !”

Seeing Yang Pojun walking out in a daze, Yang Anbang, who was sitting next to him, immediately stood up, came over and hugged him, pointed to the other two people with a smile and introduced them to him one by one. However, while speaking, Yang Anbang would occasionally smile slightly. He grinned slightly, making his smile look unnatural.

"Uncle Zhu, Sister Zhu!"

"Okay, okay, you are indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, a leader among the younger generations. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe what happened to you."

He didn't care at all about Yang Pojun's embarrassment. The moment he saw Yang Pojun, Zhu Jichen's eyes suddenly lit up.

To be honest, Yang Pojun looks like a completely different person today compared to yesterday.

Who would have thought that the child who was lying in Yang Anbang's arms yesterday with bruises all over his body would actually come out safe and sound like a normal person today?

He really didn't dare to associate the handsome young man in front of him with the dying child he saw yesterday lying in Yang Anbang's arms.

But what Yang Anbang said is right. What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true. Facts speak louder than words, and Yang Pojun did it.

Moreover, the injuries he suffered yesterday, as if they were painted on, miraculously disappeared overnight, leaving no trace at all.

On the other side, seeing Yang Pojun's inadvertent little move, Zhu Zhuyun seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and pursed his lips secretly with a smile.

To be honest, although they had already met twice, today she could really see Yang Pojun's true face.

How should I put it, Commander Yang Po is actually not handsome, nor fair. His slightly bronzed skin looks exceptionally strong, and coupled with his sharp-edged silhouette, he looks quite masculine.

Maybe it's because I just woke up, and my lazy look gives me an indescribable temperament. If I had to use one word to describe it, it would probably be 'free and easy'!

"Xiaojun, you go wash up first, and I'll get you breakfast!"

Patting Yang Pojun on the shoulder, Yang Anbang turned around and headed straight to the kitchen.

Although he didn't know why Zhu Jichen and his daughter appeared in his home, Yang Pojun subconsciously responded.

…………

"Second uncle, what's wrong with your face?"

At the dinner table, with a warm steamed bun in his mouth, Yang Pojun looked up inadvertently, only to find that Yang Anbang had been covering his cheek intentionally or unintentionally.

Yang Pojun was very curious, and he immediately noticed something unusual, so he asked casually.

"Eat your food, why are there so many problems?"

It was really hard to pick up any pot. Yang Anbang rolled his eyes at Yang Pojun fiercely.

"Why don't you eat?"

"We're done eating!"

Yang Anbang glared at Yang Pojun angrily, if it weren't for you, would I have suffered this unreasonable disaster?

Although Yang Anbang applied medicine, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this guy had been beaten.

And the person who did it was obviously in a very bad mood. His face was red on one side, white on the other, and the red side was swollen like a steamed bun. You could tell that in person.

"Second Uncle, you weren't beaten by Second Grandpa, were you?"

To be honest, Yang Anbang really wanted to slap Yang Pojun now. His lungs were about to explode from Yang Pojun's anger.

He just wanted to ask Yang Pojun, is it polite for you to do this?

"Hey, what on earth did you do? To make Grandpa Second so unhappy?"

That's right!

Yang Pojun did it on purpose!

He just wanted to uncover Yang Anbang's scars.

He didn't believe that Zhu Jichen couldn't tell, so he mentioned this matter without any scruples.

It should be said that although Yang Pojun's parents died young, he never lacked father's love, especially his uncles headed by Yang Anbang, who loved him even more.

This also led to the unusual relationship between him and his uncles, better than that of a father and son, but similar to friends.

Usually he also makes some harmless jokes now and then.

But Yang Pojun's words touched Yang Anbang's pain point.

"Pah...little bastard, hurry up and eat, where's all this nonsense?"

"Don't hit me on the head!"

Staring at Yang Anbang with dissatisfaction, and looking at Zhu Jichen who looked a little embarrassed, Yang Pojun reacted instantly.

Yang Anbang's beating must be related to Zhu Jichen. As for the specific reason, it is unknown?

"Second uncle, what's going on today?"

According to past habits, after eating and doing some exercise, it was time to go to the martial arts field to get beaten.

However, looking at this situation today, it is obvious that things have changed.

"Hey, there's nothing to do. After dinner, you can go and do whatever you want. Brother Zhu finally comes here, and there aren't any good places nearby, so I'm going to take him to watch a good show."

"Watching a play? What kind of play?"

While chewing the steamed buns, Yang Pojun shook his head speechlessly. How could someone from this remote country watch a show?

Go to a play?

Could it be...

After reacting, Yang Pojun looked at Yang Anbang with a grimace.

At this moment, he wished that Yang Anbang would shake his head and tell him that it was not what he thought.

However, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but this retribution comes a bit too quickly.

Yang Anbang nodded maliciously: "Yes, it's what you think. The protagonist of today's scene is you. I've already thought of the title for you. It's called Yang Pojun vs. Contra. What do you think? Isn’t this name impressive?”

Your sister is so powerful...

I said, why are you so diligent today? You came here so early in the morning to be busy, are you treating me like a favor?

"Second uncle..."

Looking at Yang Pojun with a pleading look on his face, Yang Anbang felt so beautiful, little bastard, did you get retribution for exposing my scar just now?

"Don't look at me. This is what your grandfather agreed to. It's none of my business."

I believed you. If you didn’t bring it up, would my grandfather agree?

"Cough...cough...Well, Xiaojun, don't blame your second uncle, blame me if you want to. After hearing about your deeds, I also wanted to learn from your cultivation methods, so I begged him to let us observe and learn from him. .”

Bah, you are not a good person, don't you just want to see me get beaten?

Glancing at Zhu Zhuyun above, Yang Pojun sighed helplessly when he saw the girl covering her mouth and laughing non-stop.

Sin ah...

You said you can just watch, and get a beautiful girl to watch me get beaten together. Is it polite for you to do this?

"What are you dawdling about? Let's go?"

Seeing Yang Pojun staring at the last steamed bun with unfinished expression, Yang Anbang smiled, this little guy...