Douluo's Shura Angel

Chapter 212 Flender: "I just lost..."

"How could it be..." Yu Xiaogang walked out of Flender's office in a daze. The warm and bright sunlight shone down, and he felt that it was so dazzling and made him feel cold.

I thought that such a young girl would not have much strength. After all, the girl only looks about thirteen or fourteen years old. In Yu Xiaogang's expectation, it would be a good idea for his apprentice Tang San to become a soul master at this time. Already very good.

Yu Xiaogang really envisioned Qian Renxue as the soul master, and Qian Renxue came out with a little girl. He also thought that they would have someone to protect them, but in his estimation, the person who guards them is the strongest It won't surpass Contra.

As long as he doesn't surpass Contra, with Flender and the power of this academy, he is sure to be able to ask about Xiaosan's information.

It would be fine if his idol, Haotian Douluo, rescued Xiaosan, but unfortunately, his idol was the first to be chased away, and he might not have the time and courage to come back and rescue Xiaosan. Yu Xiaogang, who Luo is his idol, feels disillusioned.

The reason why Yu Xiaogang has always regarded Haotian Douluo as his idol is precisely because Haotian Douluo has done things that he only dared to imagine but could not do.

Swing the sledgehammer, hit the Pope, and become a concubine in a rage!

This is the dream Yu Xiaogang yearns for so much. If he had the strength of Haotian Douluo back then, when the Spirit Hall blocked him and Bibi Dong, he could still make a big fuss in the Spirit Hall. Instead of leaving humblely, full of resentment, like a dilapidated dog like before.

It’s just that it’s over, everything is over, Flender has just told Yu Xiaogang clearly in the office:

"Xiao Gang, it's not that I don't want to help you, but that I've already gone to the other party early in the morning, and I want to get you back."

Having said that, meeting Yu Xiaogang's expectant eyes, he told Yu Xiaogang with regret:
"Old man, I fought with their guardians for [-] rounds, but it was a pity that I missed a move in the last game and lost to the opponent!"

Thanks to his thick skin in normal times, he described the fact that he was beaten throughout the whole process as a regrettable loss. Flender's face was not red or his heart was beating, and the expression on his face was also imitated very subtly and delicately. , that tone, that gesture of beating his chest and stamping his feet, coaxed Yu Xiaogang, who trusted Flender very much, into a daze.

"However, since you are losing a move, we can..." Before Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Flender, who saw his intention.

Flender's face was very tragic and firm:
"Already close to Contra's strong enemy, how can I have the heart to let the teacher of my own academy die? The other party has clearly stated that next time, there will be blood."

Having said this, Flender paused, looked at Yu Xiaogang sadly, and said:
"It doesn't matter to me, Flender. With my four-eyed owl's speed and air superiority, the opponent can't stop me from running away, but you don't have to. I don't want to explain you to this kind of thing."

Yu Xiaogang understands, understands completely, when he heard Flender say that the guardian of the other party is close to Contra, Yu Xiaogang knew what Flender said earlier, the three hundred rounds of the battle, even if he loses a move or something. It's bullshit.

The real situation may be how your old boy was beaten by others!

Yu Xiaogang didn't expose the old buddy's last stubbornness, he didn't say anything, and left in a daze, what should he do without his mistress?

Walking aimlessly in the college, walking, seeing the bare land outside, suddenly wanted to go out for a walk.

"Hey! Don't hit, don't hit! I don't dare anymore!" The begging voice of a familiar little fat man in front of him attracted the aimless Yu Xiaogang's attention.

"Hehe!" Even Yu Xiaogang's stiff face moved and he laughed.

It turned out that this little fat man actually wanted to attack his little granddaughter. Of course, she was still young, even if she wanted to, the little fat man didn't have the money to actually do it.

The little fat man is just very aware of his situation, and wants to act early to protect his future.

"Papa papa!" The broom bump slapped Ma Hongjun's butt hard, making the little fat man howl.

And when he heard Yu Xiaogang's laughter, the screaming little fat man looked up, his little eyes lit up immediately, he knew Yu Xiaogang, this is his master's friend!

"Master, come and save me, I really didn't mean it!" Seeing the acquaintance, the little fat man immediately yelled at the top of his voice, this kind of vitality shocked the old man who was struggling to beat the little fat man.

Subconsciously loosening his grip, taking advantage of this opportunity, the little fat man quickly broke free, ran up behind Yu Xiaogang and hid.

Helpless, Yu Xiaogang, who seemed to have thought of something, stepped forward to negotiate with the old farmer who was still angry.

"Next time!" The little fat man vowed, and with the elders by his side, the little fat man was not so timid.

"Hongjun is still young, he already knows his mistakes, and he will definitely reform himself when he goes back." Yu Xiaogang promised so.

"Okay... okay, I've taught him a lesson this time, so I'll forgive him this time." Seeing Yu Xiaogang's stiff face and Ma Hongjun's lively face, the old farmer swallowed, and chose to forgive him.

The old farmer also knew that Ma Hongjun was already an official soul master at such a young age, and he was much more noble than the people in their entire village in terms of status. .

Moreover, Flender has been in this village all these years and is familiar with most of them.

In addition, it was true that Ma Hongjun had bad intentions, he wanted to find a future wife at a young age, and even stretched out his black hand to his granddaughter, he was so angry that he beat Ma Hongjun.

If it was another soul master, the old farmer might not have the courage to resist like this. Of course, not many soul masters would be interested in young girls, and not many soul masters would be willing to come to a small village like them.

Yu Xiaogang took Ma Hongjun's chubby hand and left. On the way back, Yu Xiaogang kept lowering his head and thinking, the free hand kept rubbing against his chin, wondering what he was thinking about.

Ma Hongjun, the little fat man, is much simpler. It is almost noon now, and he is thinking about what delicious food he can eat at noon. For him who is still young, eating is what he likes and looks forward to the most. Especially when there is meat in every meal.

Although there is not much meat, it is much better than when I was in the village. At that time, I might not be able to eat a few meals throughout the year.

After a long time, when he was about to reach the gate of the academy, Yu Xiaogang suddenly stopped in his tracks. Ma Hongjun, who was excitedly thinking about lunch, bumped into him, and accidentally fell to the ground.

"Master, why did you stop suddenly?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't care about Ma Hongjun who was rubbing his butt and complaining about standing up, but stood still, stared at Ma Hongjun with burning eyes, and asked seductively:
"Hongjun, do you want to solve your future evil fire problem?"

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(End of this chapter)