The bald man was very proud. In his opinion, his goal had been achieved.

There were many people watching around, but no one wanted to come forward.

They usually have a good relationship with Lu Zhaoxue, but they know each other well but not their hearts. No one knows the truth except the two parties involved.

So there was no need for them to have a conflict with Lu Zhaoxue and the bald man, who looked very fierce at first glance.

Even if Lu Zhaoxue was really wronged, she could only be considered unlucky because she didn't even have a friend who could stand up for her.

At this moment, a finger gently tapped the bald man's back twice.

"You know very well what the truth is about this little brother with two dragon tattoos. You have to be merciful and merciful. Let's just forget about it."

Wen Wu said in a kind tone behind the bald man's back that after all, he was much older than Wen Wen. Although they both had a gentle mind, their handling styles were very different.

Even if he is just an ordinary gangster, he does not want to easily conflict with him.

The bald man shuddered, and when he turned around, he was even more frightened. No normal person would wear such an evil mask during the day.

But when he looked again and saw Wen Wu's gray hair, he felt confident again.

"Don't talk nonsense. Only the underworld has dragon tattoos. I have two hairtails."

"What's the matter, you want to stand up for this little girl? Are you his wild father?"

The people around burst into laughter. Normal people would like to have a majestic tattoo. They claimed that they had hairtail tattoos. This was the first time they had heard of it.

"Hahaha..." Wen Wu laughed out loud. In his memory, this strong man also said that he had hairtail tattoos.

After hearing this strong man's words, Lu Zhaoxue's look at Wen Wu changed a little.

The inexplicable eager eyes, the inexplicable intimacy, the reluctance to show his true face in front of him, and his age...

Her eyes suddenly became moist. Her father disappeared when she was still in elementary school. The person in front of her could not be...

Wen Wu, who had been paying attention to Lu Zhaoxue's expression, was stunned for a moment and guessed what Lu Zhaoxue was thinking.

He touched his forehead in distress. He came here to eat young grass, but he couldn't really be Lu Zhaoxue's wild father.

Originally, he planned to directly re-engrave in his memory the method he used to solve the problem of this strong man, which was to completely defeat all the opinions of this strong man through rigorous logical reasoning.

But he doesn't need to do this now, he should let this farce end completely.

He flicked his fingers at the bald man, and a wisp of reddish breath entered his body.

The bald man suddenly began to convulse like an epileptic, as if he was going crazy.

"Where did you buy the fake 'Iron Eater' cigarettes in your hand?"

"There is a street stall opposite Huafu Bank on Xinghua Street. That is my old cousin. He sells fake cigarettes all year round. I bought it from him."

The bald man explained the situation without hesitation. After he finished speaking, he had a look of horror on his face. Normally, these words would not be uttered even to death. Why did the old man explain everything as if he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube?

?

Wen Wu had already tested his own power, and the extreme ability to control madness that he had trained in that memory could also be used in the real world.

Therefore, it is very simple for him to control the amount of mad energy and the point of action to achieve the same effect as Veritaserum.

"In other words, the fake cigarettes in your hand have nothing to do with this supermarket, right? Then who asked you to come here to cause trouble?"

"In the middle of the morning market, there is a Double Green Store. It was opened by my second uncle. My second uncle gave me two thousand yuan to buy real cigarettes here, and then used fake cigarettes to slander me, but I was not willing to do that.

Two thousand, I just bought a Peony King here..."

Motivated by his Wenwu ability, the bald man confessed all his secrets, including his affair with his second aunt.

Moreover, there were at least dozens of people watching around. The second uncle, who was peeping in the distance, became angry. He picked up a brick on the roadside and walked home angrily.

No matter what, from now on, the bald man's family will not even think about hanging around here.

As for their future revenge, there is no need to worry about it.

Wen Wu still left a madness in his body. This madness would explode when he confronted his second uncle's family. Wen Wu didn't know what would happen then.

But thinking about it, it shouldn't be too harmonious. Driven by madness, people can do many crazy things, and there is even a small chance that someone may die.

But Wen Wu doesn't actually care about their life or death. He is no longer young, and he will not be as deviant as Wen Wen, nor does he have the inexplicable and mysterious principles of Wen Wen.

If Wen Wu hadn't appeared, Lu Zhaoxue would have lost her financial resources, and her mother probably wouldn't have survived.

After the crowd dispersed, Wen Wu was welcomed into the store by Lu Zhaoxue.

Lu Zhaoxue brought him a bottle of drink and held a glass of water for herself. Her eyes seemed to be shining when she looked at Wen Wu. She was looking forward to seeing Wen Wu's appearance when he took off his mask.

"First of all, let me make it clear that I am not your father. I just want to be a gentle father."

Lu Zhaoxue smiled awkwardly, her eyes looking quite disappointed.

She thought she had finally found her father. If her father could come back to see her mother, she would not be in so much pain.

Later, in order to ease the embarrassment, Lu Zhaoxue curiously asked: "Wen Erya is your son, how old is he?"

Wen Wu's expression froze for a moment and he shook his head gently.

"Sorry, I said the wrong thing." Lu Zhaoxue hurriedly comforted Wen Wu.

Wen Wu laughed: "You don't have to comfort me. Wen Erya is your and my son. Although he hasn't been born yet, I still want to name him..."

puff!

The water in Lu Zhaoxue's cup splashed onto Wen Wu's face.

"Don't think that if you help me, I will let you be frivolous. I will repay you for helping me, but please get out now!"

Wen Wu whistled and was driven out by Lu Zhaoxue in embarrassment, with a smile on his face.

When it comes to being mean, Wen Wu and young Wen Wen have the same bad taste.

"Hey, hey, if you weren't so bad-tempered, I wouldn't want to have a son with you. Little lady, you will obey me sooner or later."

Wen Wu made a declaration at the door, and then walked to a residential area behind the morning market with light steps. He occasionally jumped up and down as he walked. He didn't have the poise that a middle-aged man should have.

Lu Zhaoxue's home is in an old building. Her mother is bedridden. Every day after Lu Zhaoxue closes the shop, she has to go back to serve her mother.

And Wen Wu was going to go over and cure Lu's mother's illness. For ordinary people, this was a chronic disease that could bring down a family, but for him, Wen Wu could just solve this minor illness easily.

"Everything about Xuexue is the same as in the memory. It's really great..."
Chapter completed!