"this……"

Xin Zhao is a little hard to accept. This upgrade is going to be fast. Is he born to be a bandit?

"Why don't you guys hurry up and meet the new boss?"

"yes!"

A group of young bandits were urged and hurriedly bowed to Xin Zhao.

"Meet the master."

Zhao Xin nodded dumbly, his heart numb from the shock of the burly bearded man lying on the ground.

Suddenly, Duolong slapped his forehead, feeling a little confused. His evil eyes fell on the former head of the family, and he said cautiously: "Then how should we call you in the future?"

"My father is the big boss, you can just call me the little boss!"

The former head of the house smiled shyly, his hands and feet were a little restrained. If you didn't look at that big plush face, it seemed that he was an innocent young man who had never seen the world.

Zhao Xin hid his face and couldn't bear to look at each other.

This man was so shameless. He finally understood why the other party desperately gave him a chance to join the gang when he first went up the mountain. It turned out that they had similar odors.

"Dad, I have another unkind favor."

The little boss opened his eyes wide.

"But it doesn't matter."

Xin Zhao's brain was dizzy, and he had an extra son inexplicably.

"Please also ask dad to give his son a surname."

"Do you want to be part of the Zhao family?"

Xin Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"yes."

The young master nodded.

Xin Zhao pondered for a while, flicked his long sleeves, and pretended to be serious: "Forget it, your cultivation at the second level of martial arts is barely worthy of the surname Zhao."

"Thank you dad for giving me the surname. From now on, there will be no Liu Angxing in the world, only Zhao Angxing!"

The young master looked excited, as if this was a great gift.

This scene really destroyed the outlook of a group of young bandits. Not only how to evaluate Zhao Angxing, should he say that he is sincere or shameless?

"Dad, you see, my legs are almost lame."

Zhao Angxing looked cute, with his eyes wide open, and said with a sweet voice: "How about you carry the baby up the mountain?"

When Zhao Xin saw this, he trembled all over and had goosebumps all over his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

"Duolong, you are carrying a big responsibility... Zhao Angxing goes up the mountain."

Duolong, who was leisurely humming folk songs in the back, heard it and saw a bearded man begging for mercy from him with tears in his eyes.

Suddenly Duolong looked like he was constipated. Suddenly he had an idea. He covered his waist skillfully with both hands and screamed: "Oh, my waist is sprained. It hurts. It hurts. Please help me. I can't do it."

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"roll!"

Zhao Xin kicked Duolong's useless trash down the mountain, and then ordered: "Xiao Er, come and carry Zhao Angxing up the mountain."

"OK!"

Without saying a word, Wang Xiaoer immediately agreed, puffed out his chest, and stepped forward to resist the bear-like Zhao Angxing.

As soon as I lifted my upper body, my whole body staggered, as if I would fall down and roll down the mountain.

Wang Xiaoer gritted his teeth, refused to admit defeat, and tried his best to carry Zhao Angxing on his body.

"Wait a moment!"
Chapter completed!