Chapter 39 (1/2)

”Equation, don't hurry to see your master!” Fang Mingyuan sure enough is a generation of heroes. In a twinkling of an eye, he has entered the role and gently scolded the equation that is still there.

”Ah...” the equation is really dizzy. He really has no psychological preparation for it.

And it's called waste master. This, this is the guy who not only robbed his girl, but also beat him into a pig's head. How can he?

Equation's heart suddenly broke into countless pieces. It was like being trampled by more than a dozen rough men. With a dystocia expression, he looked at his father with begging eyes, hoping that Fang Mingyuan could take back his life.

But Fang Mingyuan's expression was firm. He didn't leave any hope for the equation at all. He stared coldly.

It has to be said that Fang Mingyuan, who was born in poverty, although broke out, has never forgotten the difficulties of poverty. Therefore, in the education of equation, although he was allowed to be a dandy, his tutoring is very strict.

This also created the equation's fear and fear of him. Although he was very reluctant, under Fang Mingyuan's stern and explosive eyes, he was very helpless and wronged and shouted: ”master.”

It's nice to have such a rich man as his apprentice in the future.

At least you don't have to worry about it?

What about cooking, running errands and washing clothes? Finally, you don't have to do it yourself. Cool!

It's just that the sound is too small for people to hear clearly. It's not fun!

So he squeezed out a surprised face, looked at the equation and asked, ”the voice is too small to hear what you're talking about?”

What kind of person Fang Mingyuan is. Naturally, he saw the meaning of waste. At that moment, his face sank and he gave a gentle, um, sound towards the equation.

What a grievance!

My heart is already shouting and scolding: mud horse, although the sound just now is small, it's enough for you to hear. Now it's doing so. It's clear that I want everyone to know and let the whole people in Zhenhai know the rhythm of our worship you as a teacher!

God, I'm really a failure!

This man has been thrown into the whole Zhenhai!

In the repeated exclamation, the equation really wanted to vomit blood, but his father's stern eyes and gloomy expression made him dare not bow his head.

”Master!”

This time, the voice was a little louder than just now. Even the people sitting next to them heard it. They looked at this side in surprise and were stunned. They didn't know what had happened.

”Wipe! Fang Shao seems to be shouting ”master?” A young man looked at the equation with a very cute expression and gently touched his companion.

”How is that possible? How can the famous Fang Shao call someone Shifu? You must have heard wrong! ” The companion didn't believe his words and smiled contemptuously.

Another spectator nearby said, ”I just heard it. Fang Shao really called Shifu.”

”Ah!” The man was stunned immediately, and then muttered to himself, ”Fang Shao calls master. Is that the bald head?”

Although the voices of these people were not too loud, the movement caused by their expressions and actions was not small, which immediately attracted the attention of others.

For a moment, the eyes that looked this way gathered.

The equation really wanted to find a ground crack to drill down, but before he could drill, the sound of wasting the fire in his heart rang again: ”president Fang, it's not that I don't want to take orders. His master's call is unwilling and as small as mosquitoes and ants. It seems that he doesn't want to worship under my door at all. In that case, how can I force it? This matter, I think we'd better forget it! ”

I really want to curse my mother.

This monk is also a pit father, isn't he?

Twice, twice!

Moreover, people heard it so far away, but the broken monk was so reasonable that he said he was unwilling.

Mud horse, thanks to a guy who robbed his own girl and beat himself into a pig's head. How many people will be willing to ask at the end of the day?

Besides, thanks to you as a teacher, what can you teach me?

Obscene? Shameless? Or the lower limit of refreshing again and again?

But the protest in his heart was obviously invalid, and Fang Mingyuan's face became severe again.

After 99 steps, he must not stop at the last step. Of course, he is also extremely depressed and angry, but the situation is stronger than others, and there is a demand for people, that's it.

At the thought of Zhitong's unfathomable depth, all his anger and depression dissipated. Then he turned to the equation and gave a heavy cold hum: ”equation, it's your creation to worship the name of the master of vanity, okay?”