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Chapter 427 For Fifty Dollars

The next day, Qi Wenjiang went downstairs with a box of ointment.

The unpopular duo naturally needs to take care of each other.

Of course, he also wanted to ask what happened last night.

"The medicine is not needed." The little disciple of Taibai Mountain stuck out his butt, and his eyes were swollen when he cried: "Senior Sister Xiao'e left the medicine last night, and Senior Brother Su Heng had helped him with it. It doesn't hurt that much now."

"Is that true?" Qi Wenjiang didn't believe it. Seeing their grinning looks, it hurts so much.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, didn't dare to touch them, and asked, "What did you do? It was so big last night, why did you suddenly get beaten up?"

Originally, Taibai Mountain did not speak to outsiders of this kind of thing.

But Qi Wenjiang is different.

In my heart, everyone is not favored. With this relationship, the disciples stammered and said something roughly.

The people of Qi Wenjiang were stupid.

The little disciple came over and whispered: "You don't know what happened last night, so I misunderstood Senior Brother Weichen."

But they heard that the elders who tried to order their disciples to clean up the master's sect would all climb to the Pure Land in that day.

"You guys beat the coach for fifty dollars?"

"That's right, don't listen to others' nonsense."

"Uncle Master was also scared and called Senior Brother Weichen, and we escaped."

"Coach Jiang doesn't care, what about your senior brother?"

"We don't know that we are uncles." They emphasized!

"But..." Qi Wenjiang carefully used the words: "But the salary given by Coach Jiang is not low. Are you so poor?"

"Then you have to teach classes to get pocket money, not to mention that I, Taibai Mountain, only rely on farming to make ends meet. We naturally have to save money on weekdays, so that we can subsidize our teachers."

But when they saw the leader of Zihe take action yesterday, they were really scared.

They dare not guess or think.

It's impossible.

"You don't know if you blame me. Senior Brother Weichen loves us from the bottom of his heart. If it were the head of Zihe, we would probably be completely ruined now."

not to mention.

"Okay, okay, why are you crying?" Qi Wenjiang hurriedly handed the tissue and muttered again: "Then you are a little miserable. Isn't this understandable? Chu Weichen is a little too strict."

Even if the head of Zihe takes action and destroys them, they are not unfair.

"But I obviously..." I saw it.

I thought of a tube of stuff I found from those people’s arms last night.

"Coach Jiang is too busy. Senior brother is in the master's sect to see the crops and harvests, and he has no time to accompany us."

When it comes to this, the disciples' eyes are red.

The uncle's protector's personality is also following him.

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Weichen, we wouldn't have been simply being beaten now."

At the beginning, Senior Brother Weichen brought out the Grand Master's Order to punish the Master's Sect, and made a big fuss.

"What did you say about Qi Wenjiang? Senior Brother Weichen saved us."

Uncle Master is Ni Lin from Zihe, who touches Uncle Master, and he will be out of his life.

He lay on the bed, the wounds behind him were so painful, but when he thought of the scene last night, it seemed that this board was not so painful.

Xiao Hei Tan, you said everything and said, which made Qi Wenjiang stunned.

Other masters are protected by senior brothers and sisters, as if there is no adult in Taibai Mountain.

"Senior Brother Weichen taught us a lesson for our own good. If we are really unscathed, we are afraid that we will not lie down here safely, but will run away from our lives."

how so.

It’s not that Qi Wenjiang has never seen Mu Wanzhi.

The coach's master is weak and sick. He coughs a few times after one step. How capable is he to destroy someone?

"You forgot that Uncle Master's martial arts are from the head of Zihe."
Chapter completed!
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