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What is his identity, Ma Bopeng?

How could those two useless little losers be compared to a direct descendant of his family?

While speaking, Ma Bopeng just looked at Ma Ergu with burning eyes.

He didn't even bother to look at the two brothers Ma Bozhuo and Ma Boyue, looking like they didn't notice them at all.

Regarding Ma Bopeng's words, even Aunt Ma in the Ma family cannot completely turn a blind eye, even if she has the intention to recruit Ma Weiwei and Ma Bozhuo brothers.

Everyone in the Ma family knows that the previous head of the Ma family didn't have much ability, but since he can sit in that coveted seat, it actually shows that he is better than other clan members to some extent.

As his only heir, Ma Bopeng can naturally inherit everything he has after his death. Whether it is connections outside the Ma family or the identity of the head of the Ma family, he can fight for it if he wants.

boom!

A muffled sound rang out from everyone's ears. They didn't even know where the sound came from. They could only look at each other in confusion and blindness, and then continued to search around.

However, Ma Ergu, because she was standing relatively close to Ma Bozhuo, could clearly see what this man did to Ma Bopeng.

It was just one punch, and Ma Bopeng was knocked unconscious.

"Second aunt, this person is not even clear now. Can we continue to detoxify him?"

If Ma Bozhuo hadn't looked at Aunt Ma and said this while shaking off the blood on his hands, maybe Aunt Ma would have temporarily suspended the detoxification process because of other people in the Ma family who had different opinions on this.

However, when Ma Ergu met Ma Bozhuo's ferocious look, which had just unleashed the beast in her heart and had not yet had time to shut it back, all the other shady thoughts in her heart were suddenly shattered.

"You're right. You two brothers should go and detoxify quickly. You can discuss who comes first and who comes last. Just do it as soon as possible without wasting time."

Regarding the two brothers, Ma Ergu had already made up her mind not to get involved.

As soon as he heard this, Ma Bozhuo had nothing to hesitate. He immediately walked to Ma Boyue and pulled Ma Boyue up, who was sitting there leisurely.

Before Ma Boyue could react to Gulai, Ma Bozhuo directly carried him to the door of the treatment room, not forgetting to close the door before turning around and leaving.

This series of operations was like flowing water. By the time Ma Boyue reacted, the scene had already changed in front of him. There was only a tall man who was not very tall, standing in front of him with an expressionless face.

"Sit over there and close your eyes."

Ma Boyue knew that Ma Bozhuo acted like this for his own good, but this was also the reason why he couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart.

Ma Bozhuo never paid attention to his personal wishes at all. He only relied on his own will to do things. That is called a person who has his own way. Even if he is doing good things, he cannot make Ma Bozhuo feel grateful.

But at this time, things have progressed to this point. Even if the master is in front of him, it is useless even if Ma Boyue says anything.

He also knew that except for Ma Bozhuo and Ma Weiwei, almost no one would care about his thoughts, especially since Ma Bozhuo was a person who sometimes cared and sometimes didn't care about his thoughts.

To a certain extent, only one and a half people should care about his personal wishes.

Ma Boyue walked helplessly to the only single sofa in the room, threw himself in and closed his eyes.

Then he discovered that a very warm feeling suddenly poured into his body, and his consciousness gradually became peaceful and chaotic, and finally he knew nothing.

Feeling the physical feedback from the young man under his command, the old man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"It's not easy to meet a young person with some talent in a place like this!"

The old man couldn't help but sigh, any words in his mouth did not affect the movements of his hands.