The group pet sister was spoiled by the tyrant again

Chapter 250 Can't even eat hot shit?

The soldier grinned in pain and jumped up and down.

"What do you know, kid? This is something that our soldiers can only use. How can you touch it?"

A little kid can also enter the barracks?

Hmph, when General Hui gets angry, he will be dealt with according to military law, and his ass will bloom.

The tiger choked.

"I... I want to be a soldier in the future, and now I'm just practicing first."

The military camp is much better than their bandit village, with various weapons and martial arts.He didn't want to go back to Anjiazhai anymore.

The nimble chubby handles the stick with ease, as if he was born to play with the stick.

Prince Jing didn't take this small fight to heart at first, but when he saw the little fat boy playing with the stick, his eyes flickered, he pushed away Su Zhao, who was dying from pain in his buttocks, and strode over:
"Little friend, who taught you the stick technique? No, no, it should be, why are you so proficient at the stick technique at such a young age? No, it's not right, how can you know the stick technique?"

His hands trembled a little, and his eyes looked different when looking at people, as if there was light at this moment.

Huzi looked at the man in front of him like he was looking at a fool, and curled his lips, "Is it so exciting to know the stick? Everyone in our village can play with the stick. My father said that the people in the rivers and lakes have no martial arts, and they can't even eat shit." Can't keep up with the heat."

Eating shit can't keep up with the hot ones?

What you said makes sense!
Prince Jing felt that his father was a sensible person, and he was not good at martial arts.

When he looked at Huzi again, there was a bit of slyness in his eyes, and what's more, Huzi seemed to be able to see the big tail that was hidden behind him.

As soon as Huzi threw away the stick, he walked up to Su Jiu, "Sister, this strange uncle is so scary, let's go back, don't sell us out then."

Su Jiu smiled slightly, choked for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Prince Jing opened his mouth in surprise, the mouth was big enough to hold a goose egg, "What? Little Jiuer, is he your elder brother? Which imperial brother is he? Think about it, this king, seven or eight years old, this... Could it be Su Sanshui? When did Su Sanshui develop this ability?"

Su Sanshui is also very good at it.

Following King Jing's words, Su Jiu saw the weeping figure of Su Miao in his mind, shook his head immediately, and dismissed the idea.

"Uncle Huang, this is not Brother Eighth Emperor, this is my cousin, Huzi."

King Jing nodded in agreement after listening to Xiao Jiuer's words.

Think about it too, when will Crybaby Xiao Ba be able to practice this kung fu, he, the uncle of the emperor, is the first to eat shit on his head.

"Then his grandfather is the head of Anzhai? Sure enough, the whole family is a genius in practicing kung fu.

Little Huzi, do you want to learn the art of war from me?This king is proficient in all eighteen martial arts, follow this king, and this king will take you to eat and drink spicy food. "

This kind of astonishing talent must be caught from an early age.Cultivate well, and you will definitely be the pillar of the country in the future.

Hu Zi tilted his head, nodded half-understanding, "Learning martial arts? That's good. But...do you really know martial arts? You are so handsome and young, you don't seem to be learning martial arts at all. "

Generally, handsome people rely on their looks to make a living. Can you really teach him martial arts?

When Prince Jing was questioned by a child like him, he immediately became unhappy, "Child, go out and inquire about it. When he was crowned King Jing, he was three years old and carried a stone as big as his head.

Hunted six deer by himself at the age of ten, won his first battle on the battlefield at the age of 16, beat the enemy all night and rolled back to his hometown..."

(End of this chapter)