Chapter 1735: Boss (3)

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After admiring the little sister, Murong Bo immediately yelled: "What do you say?! How should Haoer compare with Penger?!"

What kind of joke?

His Haoer’s solo group is still so small, how can he beat the nine-year-old Murong Peng?

What's more, Murong Hao has just been hijacked and returned to his death.

Murong Bai, they are too late for their baby!

Nowadays, when I think of my baby grandson to be beaten, I can’t sit still, and I am going to the military field.

However, as soon as he arrived at the martial arts field, Murong Bo found that the people here were crowded and full of martial arts.

Everyone’s expression is like a damn, staring at the center of the martial arts field.

And Liao Zhang is a pair of eyes that almost didn't stand out, half-small mouth, a look of stunned, even the sword in his hand did not know.

Murong Bo is surprised that these people all show this expression.

Just heard the voice of his baby grandson in the circle.

"I don't accept it? Are you not convinced?" Accompanied by the snoring of the fist in the flesh.

And Murong Peng asked for mercy with a cry, "Serve... I served! Don't fight!"

"Oh, then you will apologize to my old road!"

"I... I apologize!"

"I dare not say that my boss is bad in the future!"

"Oh, no more dare!!"

"My boss is not the most powerful and greatest in the world!"

"Yes...Yes! Hey..."

Murong Bo returned to the world and quickly opened the crowd.

As soon as he squeezed into it, he saw his little grandson, who was screaming at his own body, riding on the nine-year-old Murong Peng, and eagerly let Mu Rongpeng tell the greatness of his boss.

Murong Peng said a little slower, he waited for his fist.

Outside his fist, there is a layer of spiritual power.

This fist punched down, although he did not let Murong Peng hurt his bones, but he hurts and screams.

A nine-year-old boy, riding a six-year-old beanie, has no rebellious force.

This scene is really scaring everyone present.

When Murong Bo saw this situation, he was also shocked first, but then he couldn’t help but pat his palm and laughed: "Well, it’s really my grandson of Murong Bo!"

Just look at the fist that just squatted on Murong Peng, you can see that Murong Hao's control of spiritual power is now very subtle.

Therefore, although his cultivation is not comparable to Murong Peng, but on combat effectiveness, it is to find the teeth of his three-year-old Murong Peng.

"Grandpa!!" Murong Hao heard the voice of Murong Bo, immediately dropped the beaten nose and swollen Mu Rongpeng, and planted it into Murong Bai's arms. "Grandpa, how come you?"

Murong Bo has always been very fond of this little grandson who loves to be spoiled.

I don't think that such relatives will affect my own majesty. I will kiss him and kiss him. "Grandpa will see how powerful Haoer is!"

"That is of course!" Murong Hao stood up with a small chest and looked proud. "I am the younger brother, how can I lose face to the boss!"

When Murong Hao said this, Murong Bo’s look changed a bit.

He took Murong Hao to the no-man's place. "Haoer, you have just fought with your cousin, it is really your boss who taught you!"

"Of course!" Murong Hao did not hesitate. "The boss took us to play all kinds of ferocious beasts in the Danyang Mountains. We can kill them and kill the fourth-order beast!"