"You are here this time, do you have any advice?" Even though he had a bad premonition, Mr. Gao had to ask.

Mr. Jia laughed: "Brother Gao, isn't it what we talked about a few days ago? The Ice Lantern Festival costs a lot of money and is not easy to organize. For the sake of our Xiaoyao Town, I went to Brother Xiang and said all the good things he said. Brother Xiang, this

Only then did I agree to become a shareholder.

Well, I also went through my family's assets and collected some money. Let's make a concession. Brother Xiang and I will each take 40%, Brother Gao, you will take 15%, and leave half to the Xiaoyao Town Charity Fund. What do you think? Little brother.

Am I very affectionate?"

The ice lantern festival will be devoured by you, so why are you talking about affection? Mr. Gao suppressed his anger and declined: "Brother Jia, what you said is wrong. The ice lantern festival is not short of funds, so there is no need to trouble you and brother Xiang."

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Mr. Jia frowned: "Brother Gao, how can you extrapolate the good things that come to your door?"

Jiang Dawei couldn't help it anymore and blurted out: "Mr. Jia, what kind of good thing are you doing?! You know very well what the income of the Ice Lantern Festival is. Do you really need external investment? You and Mr. Xiang each account for 40%, so why are you talking about love?

It’s so ridiculous!”

Mr. Jia's face darkened: "Jiang Dawei! You are just a nurse who was kicked out by my Jia family. How can you speak?!"

The fat rich man Mr. Xiang spoke up: "This man named Jiang is your nurse? He must be very skilled. Master Miao, do you want to compete with him?"

"I have this intention. Jiang Huyuan, please come!" Miao Daxia stood up.

Both Mr. Gao and Mr. Huang knew that this fight was inevitable. The other party was clearly looking for trouble. Mr. Gao whispered: "Brother Jiang, it's better to be careful. If it doesn't work, give up as soon as possible."

Everyone stood up and walked to the martial arts training ground in the backyard of Gao Mansion.

"I accept it, I accept it." Jiang Dawei calmly returned the courtesy politely.

"Please!" "Please!"

Miao Daxia's face turned slightly red: "Don't say any more. Please choose a weapon."

Mr. Gao had no choice but to move the child out: "Don't forget, Gao Yan is practicing in Xianmen. If he comes back, what will you say to him?!"

"Lao Gao! Don't talk about me. What recent events in Xiaoyao Town did not involve the participation of immortal cultivators?" Mr. Jia said plausibly.

"Stop? I can't control Mr. Hou." Mr. Jia said slowly.

"Don't mention that Yan Ziling to me! It's none of your business." Mr. Jia's face was gloomy. He was most angry with Mr. Huang and Jiang Dawei. If they hadn't recommended "Yan Ziling" here, there wouldn't have been many things that would have embarrassed him later.

matter.

Mr. Hou was like a cat playing with a mouse, not hurting Jiang Dawei's vitals, but just forcing him to panic.

The martial arts training ground is spacious, and the ground is paved with steel and rock. There are several big trees next to it, and there are stone tables and benches under the trees. On the weapon racks in the ground, there are eighteen kinds of weapons. These are all used by Mr. Gao for martial arts training.

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Jiang Dawei dodged left and right. One moment, a strand of his hair was broken, and another moment, a section of his sleeve fell off.

Mr. Gao said: "They are participating in good things, but they are not fighting with mortals! Please tell Mr. Hou to stop!"

Everyone else gradually noticed that although Jiang Dawei was busy and calm, he was obviously more skilled. But Daxia Miao was a little sweaty on his forehead.

He turned to Mr. Gao and said, "Old Gao, I brought the agreement. You have to sign it today whether you want to sign it or not."

Mr. Jia looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, my two children are both in the Immortal Sect. Who is afraid of whom?!"

Mr. Gao was startled: "Mr. Hou, what advice do you have?"

"It's over?! Have you asked me?" Mr. Hou, who was as skinny as a monkey, walked out slowly.

"Immortal cultivator!" Mr. Gao, Jiang Dawei and Mr. Huang exclaimed at the same time.

Jiang Dawei knew that Mr. Hou must be more difficult to deal with than Master Miao, but the matter had come to this point and could not be avoided. He jumped forward and retreated with a touch of his long stick.

Jiang Dawei sighed slightly, took a long stick, held the stick in his right hand and embraced it with his left hand.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Gao was furious: "Old Jia! How can you find immortal cultivators to interfere with our mortal affairs?!"

The two sides fought for a hundred or ten rounds, and suddenly heard Master Miao shouting: "Stay!"

Mr. Hou did not stop, and the flying swords condensed with spiritual energy continued to fly towards Jiang Dawei.

Miao Daxia used a move called Yaksha to explore the sea, using his left hand to protect his body, and his right hand to lift up the ruler. Jiang Dawei also used a move to turn the clouds to the sun, pushing the long stick diagonally from the bottom left to the right with his left hand, and blocked it with a "dang" sound.

Mr. Gao couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling.

"I can't tell you any advice. Since Jiang Huyuan is good at martial arts, I'll try a few moves." Mr. Hou put his hands behind his back and said to Jiang Dawei nonchalantly, "You go ahead."

At first, the onlookers could still see the moves clearly, but as the two people's speed became faster and faster, they gradually saw the figures of the two people flying across the audience, with a black light, a white light and a yellow light flying back and forth. "

"Dang-dang-dang-dang" sounds continuously, as densely as raindrops.

Mr. Jia was watching from the side, feeling a little dissatisfied with Master Miao. Why were the masters hired with huge sums of money from the state so unsatisfactory? Could it be that the book Yan gave Lao Jiang was really powerful?

Miao Daxia was a little out of breath, put away his ruler, cupped his hands and said: "Brother Jiang's martial arts is extraordinary, I admire you."

Miao Daxia took off a pair of Yin and Yang rulers, one black and one white, and held them in front of his chest with both hands.

The two opponents stopped and retreated at the same time.

Jiang Dawei cupped his hands and said: "Master Miao, since you are a hero, why do you help them bully the people?"

Mr. Gao didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he stopped when he was done: "Brother Jia, Brother Xiang, how about this end?"

Mr. Huang took advantage of others not paying attention and pulled him behind.

However, Mr. Huang felt that things would not be that simple. He scanned the whole place and suddenly found the thin Mr. Monkey Hou sneering slightly, and couldn't help but touch a scroll he was carrying.

In the martial arts arena, Jiang Dawei's clothes were in tatters and oozing with blood. Everyone could see clearly that the skinny monkey was playing tricks on Jiang Dawei to constantly put pressure on Master Gao.

Seeing that the previous move was ineffective, Miao Daxia immediately followed up with the Qinglong move to grab the pearl, and stabbed the ruler with his left hand. Jiang Dawei changed his move to clear the clouds and see the sun to resist.

"Master Jia, Master Xiang, I am not good at academics, and I have a heavy trust. I will repay the bride price in full. I will not take this trip through the muddy water." Miao Daxia saluted, turned and left.

Mr. Hou stretched out his fingers and with a snap, the long stick broke into two pieces.

"Mr. Jia, do you really have to do it right?! Do you really ignore Mr. Yan's warning?!" Mr. Huang suddenly said. He had already held the scroll tightly in his hand.

Master Gao couldn't bear to let Jiang Dawei continue to be injured, so he sighed and was about to speak.

Huang Lao opened the scroll and shouted: "Three heroes of Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao Town is in trouble!"

Everyone was startled and quickly took a closer look. It turned out that what Mr. Huang unfolded in his hands was the "Picture of Three Happy Heroes" painted by Yan Zixiu. Although Mr. Xiang and others had not seen it, there was an inscription on the picture: Picture of Three Happy Heroes.

Mr. Xiang and Mr. Hou laughed loudly: "The Three Heroes of Xiaoyao. What's the use? Haha."
Chapter completed!