Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

"You're willing to meet my father?" Zheng Tine was surprised.    

She did not forget. Before this, she had already taken the initiative to ask her father out several times. It was just that she had been fooled by this stinky hooligan every time.    

"Hehe."    

Hearing the resentment in Zheng Tine's words, Mo Nan scratched his head and laughed coyly.    

After that, the two of them chatted for a while. Zheng Tine still had things to do and seemed to be attending to guests. She hung up the phone first. Mo Nan was bored and had nothing to do, so he once again crossed his legs and began to cultivate.    

Half a month later, whether he wanted to go to the Shi family or not would depend entirely on whether he had the confidence to defeat Shih Ke.    

It was not the kind of defeat where one fought to the death.    

It was a one-sided crushing. There was such a thing. Only then could he let Shih Ke admit that he had the ability to protect Faang Rui well.    

As for the other Shi family members, why bother with them?    

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Three days were not long. In the blink of an eye, the appointed day had arrived.    

Mo Nan called Old Master Miao early in the morning and asked him to inform Sun Tu to meet him at the agreed place.    

"Does he want to come or not?"    

"Tell him that I have a temper. If he has the guts, ask him to kill me. I'm afraid he won't dare."    

Putting down a few vicious words, he hung up the phone.    

Then he turned back to look at Yang Zifong, who had already tidied up his appearance. He immediately cowered and tried to please Yang Zifong.    

"Boss Yang, whether I can live a peaceful life for two days will depend on your performance today."    

"It's fine. Leave it to me."    

Yang Zifong said calmly and confidently.    

Hearing that, Mo Nan didn't hesitate anymore. He turned around and greeted Wushuang and the others, then led Yang Zifong out of the house.    

However, after he came out, he said to Yang Zifong,    

Chief Yang, don't rush to attack when the time comes. "    

"Why?"    

Yang Zifong did not understand. Immediately, he saw a familiar smile on Mo Nan's face. He was shocked in his heart and hurriedly said.    

"You don't intend to do it yourself, do you?"    

"You guessed right! Unfortunately, there's no reward..."    

"Are you crazy?" Yang Zifong was not in the mood to joke at all. In an instant, his face darkened." Do you know what you are doing? With your current strength, he can kill you at any time."    

"I know."    

Mo Nan smiled bitterly, and then a few veins popped up on his forehead.    

"I just don't want to give up."    

"Damn it. Think about it carefully. Since when have I ever been bullied like this since I came down the mountain?"    

First it was Shih Ke, then the Blood God Hall, and finally the entire Shi family. He just didn't tell Wushuang and the others how much he had been living recently.    

... ""    

Yang Zifong fell into silence.    

He knew that this disciple had a temper of a donkey. Once he made up his mind, no one would be able to persuade him. In his heart, there was an undetectable pride that no one could accept.    

After thinking for a while, Yang Zifong said, "Three moves. I'll give you three moves. After three moves, regardless of whether you live or die, get out of the mountain."    

From his tone, it was obvious that the old man was a little angry.    

Mo Nan was not a person who did not know what was good for him. He knew that Old Fraud Tian was worried about him, so he stuck out his tongue and made a few weird expressions. Only when the old man was amused did he step on the accelerator.    

Nanshan Hill.    

Although this was called a mountain, it was actually just a hill that was less than 200 meters above sea level. However, the top of the hill was densely covered with trees. It was a good place to not be discovered by outsiders.    

The reason Mo Nan discovered this place was purely an accident. The last time, Yun Mang of the Yun family was killed here.    

The broken wooden house was still visible everywhere.    

"Eh, this is actually a rare water spirit vein. Unfortunately, it's too close to the city. Otherwise, we could have moved the Dao College over."    

After arriving at the place, Yang Zifong sighed with emotion before nodding his head regretfully.    

The Dao Institute was the true name of the training camp that Mo Nan often mentioned.    

When Mo Nan heard the sound, he closed his eyes and carefully sensed it. He also discovered that the medicinal Spiritual Forces here were indeed thicker than other places, but it was not particularly excessive.    

It was just that he did not expect that Old Fraud also had the ability to look at Feng Shui other than looking at appearances. He had already secretly thought about asking Yang Zifong to help find a place with good Feng Shui near Wan City. At that time, he would be able to cultivate there for a long time.    

At that time.    

"Brat, I asked you to send someone to me. You can't even fulfill such a small request. Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"    

Sun Tu's voice came from afar. Mo Nan tried his best to look in the direction of the voice. After a long while, he saw a huge head and a small body appearing in his line of sight.    

No wonder.    

That day, when it was dark, he felt that Sun Tu's physique was a little problematic. Now, it seemed like this grandson was clearly a dwarf.    

"Tsk, you can't even walk properly, yet you can still become a Ancient Martial Warrior. It's really hard on you." Mo Nan mocked.    

"You're courting death!"    

Sun Tu, who had arrived late, narrowed his eyes. The dwarf had always been ill, and his legs were always a little irregular. Since he could use this kind of body to become a Ancient Martial Warrior, he naturally spent more time cultivating than others.    

Fortunately, no one dared to mock him ever since he became a Heavenly Level Killer.    

But the kid in front of him actually dared...    

Sun Tu laughed sinisterly, "I hope you can still say these words later. Unfortunately, I can't let you see those women being ravaged by me with your own eyes."    

"Suck."    

Mo Nan took a deep breath and his face darkened.    

Sun Tu, on the other hand, stopped paying attention to him. He seemed to have sensed something. He looked behind a tree and frowned in surprise. He said frankly,    

"I wonder which one of you is hiding behind a tree. Could it be that you are more shameless than me, a dwarf?"    

"Heh."    

Yang Zifong walked out of the tree with a smile.    

"It's rare for you to detect my aura. It seems like you are not far from becoming a Grandmaster."    

"Since you know, scram!"    

Sun Tu raised his head proudly when he heard that.    

When he heard that Mo Nan wanted to meet him outside the Blood God Hall, he felt that there was a problem, but he still came. There was no other reason. He just had confidence in his own strength.    

One should know that even among the Heavenly Level Killer warriors of the Blood God Hall, he was ranked in the top five.    

Not just any Late Period of Martial Warrior warrior could be his opponent.    

Seeing the smile on the old Daoist priest's face, Sun Tu immediately became gloomy.    

"You don't want to leave, do you? Alright, then I will let the two of you stay here today!"    

As he spoke, he looked around and didn't see anyone else. In other words, Mo Nan did not bring the person he wanted, which made him lose all his patience.    

At the same time.    

Yang Zifong noticed that Sun Tu didn't care about Mo Nan at all. He smiled at Mo Nan and stopped him.    

"Fellow Taoist, please wait."    

"Before we fight, please give me some pointers. Three moves. Within three moves, I won't care whether he lives or dies."    

"It would be better if he is dead. There is no need for us to fight. What do you think?"