The Ultimate Student in the City

"Master, who the hell is Grandpa Wang?" Li Zedao watched anxiously as the master poured the fragrant tea soup into the small teacup with the purple sand pot, and changed another topic.

Of course, it is now basically certain that the person who made the move last night was not the master, because if it was the master, he would not deny it, but if it was not the master, who would it be?

"According to seniority, you have to call him grandpa." Wang Zi said.

"Oh, I see, Master." Li Zedao quickly changed his words, "Who is that great-grandfather?"

"What do you think?" Wang Zi asked back, "The purple clay pot we use to make tea now belongs to him, and the tea leaves in this purple clay pot are also his."

"..." Li Zedao once again had a stunned expression on his face.

Let’s not talk about the purple clay teapot, after all, it is possible to pass it down from the ancestors, but the tea... Master said just now, this tea is specially supplied to the big bosses above, but the trash picker was even almost bullied by the gangsters The old man actually has such tea... also inherited from his ancestors? Are you kidding, the words passed down from the ancestors have already deteriorated, okay?

"What did you think of?" Wang Zi asked.

"Is he the No. 1 Chief, the No. 2 Chief, or the...grandfather of a certain boss?" Li Zedao pondered for a while and put forward his own opinion, and then felt that he was really too smart like his grandma.

"..." If he hadn't been reluctant to part with the tea soup, Wang Zi would have splashed it on this idiot's face long ago, thinking how could such a wise and powerful person find such a whimsical idiot as his apprentice? Isn't this losing face?

"You think too much." Wang Zi said with a speechless face.

Li Zedao sneered, and he became even more curious about the old man who was sleeping soundly in the room.

"You just need to know that his strength is not inferior to mine." Wang Zi glanced at him and said, "Although he looks like an old man who is about to enter a coffin."

"..." Li Zedao had a look of disbelief. This old man who walked tremblingly, as if he might never wake up if he fell down, how could this old man who was bullied by gangsters and chose to swallow his anger not be inferior to his master? In other words, that old man can find a shovel for cooking just like the master can crack his unreserved punch and shoot himself flying?

Are you kidding me?

"You don't believe it?" Wang Zi asked.

"This..." Li Zedao smiled a little reluctantly, he really couldn't believe it, after all, it was too unbelievable.

"I don't believe it either."

"..."

"But that's the truth."

"..." Li Zedao had the urge to beat up Master severely, if it wasn't that he couldn't beat him.

"The Shenlong organization you are familiar with now was founded by him alone, and the person in charge of the Shenlong organization is now his disciple and grandson." Wang Zi looked at Li Zedao and said slowly, "Do you think he has such strength?"

"..." Li Zedao's eyes widened and he didn't know what words to use to describe his current mood. In other words, Antarctica is the old man's...disciple and grandson?

"Of course, he is not the most powerful." Wang Zi shook his head and said, "Although I have been praised as the hand of God by those boring people, I am not the most powerful. Those so-called old monsters in the family are nothing compared to the real master..."

Li Zedao swallowed his saliva, and there was already a huge wave in his heart, and there was someone stronger than the master and the old man? Moreover, he seemed to have seen what Master said, so he couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Master, have you seen that master?"

Then, because of the excitement and nervousness in his heart and the fact that the tea was really delicious, Li Zedao picked up another cup of tea and drank it.

"I've seen it." Wang Zi nodded, with a look of nostalgia, "She is a super beautiful woman."

"Pfft!" Li Zedao spit out the mouthful of worth a thousand dollars of tea soup in his mouth, and then said with a flushed face, "Ahem... I'm sorry, Master... I choked..."

"She is indeed a beautiful woman." Wang Zi said again with a serious face, "One of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life..."

"She is..." Li Zedao asked, feeling extremely curious in his heart. Wang Zi's words had already successfully aroused his curiosity. Could it be that Master and that so-called number one beauty in the world still have a relationship? An unknown but bloody love experience?

"Forget it, let me tell you that you don't know each other either." Wang Zi waved his hand and said, continuing to enjoy the tea.

"..." The corners of Li Zedao's mouth twitched, he just felt that he was not well, and thought to himself, Master, you old man, don't play with me like this, can you? If you play with me like this, I will... After thinking about it, Li Zedao feels like he can't do anything, or rather, can't do it!

Silently cursing Master in my heart... Just kidding, how could he do such a thing? Although the master looks a little bit older than him, Li Zedao, who is a master for a day and a father for life, feels as if the master is his father in his heart.

Even attacking Master... Li Zedao is not that stupid!

So even if this topic is over, Li Zedao cleaned up his mood and continued drinking tea in a good mood.

"Your mother told you everything?" Wang Zi glanced at him and continued to pour hot water into the purple sand pot. After the third steeping, all the essence of the tea has been released. In other words, after the fourth steeping, there seems to be no tea fragrance, just like drinking plain water.

Li Zedao looked at Wang Zi and nodded, but his mood became inexplicably heavy. The tea soup that attracted him so much before seemed not so strong anymore.

"Some of the things your mother told you were inferred by me, and the facts may not necessarily be that way," Wang Zi said.

"I see, Master." Li Zedao nodded, then asked again after a moment of pondering, "Master, my father... what kind of person is he?"

Although Li Zedao already knew from his mother Xiao Qiangwei that his father was a handsome, sunny and cheerful boy, isn't Xi Shi in the eye of a beholder? So he also wanted to know something from Master.

Wang Zi didn't answer his question immediately, but picked up the purple sand pot, tilted his wrist slightly, filled six small purple sand cups, then put down the purple sand pot, took a cup of tea soup into his mouth, and quietly reminisced about that After a while of mixed bitterness and sweetness at the entrance, he looked up at Li Zedao and said, "It's... a self-righteous idiot."

"..." Li Zedao's expression changed, he didn't expect to get such an answer from his master.

"Boy, on this point, you have more or less inherited from him." Wang Zi looked at him and continued, and seemed a little earnest.

"..."

"If... I mean what if." Wang Zi looked at him seriously and said, "If your father is not missing, and I have a conflict with him, who do you help?"

"..."

Li Zedao didn't answer, or he didn't know how to answer Master's question at all, and he couldn't imagine whose side he would be on at that time.

Standing on my father's side? Will the master be chilled? Although he always likes to beat himself, he is really very good to himself. Without him, he would have died a long time ago.

On the master's side? But the other side is his biological father!

Wang Zi looked at him, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, showing a slightly weird smile, but he didn't get entangled in this issue anymore, but quickly drank the remaining tea cup after cup , then packed up the tea set and stood up, and walked into the small stone room under Li Zedao's somewhat complicated eyes.

...

Because the cup of boiling water itself was already a little colder, and because Ma Renjie was scalded, and everyone promptly took off his pants and poured cold water on it, so Ma Renjie's lower part was not seriously injured, at least far from it. to the point of boiling.

But after most of the day, Ma Renjie seemed to have lost half of his life. His face was ashen and he didn't say anything. His body trembled violently from time to time, as if he was facing something terrible.

Yang Baishu on the side looked at him like an idiot, and said coldly: "I can't die..."

"Coffin face, shut up the fuck, who said you can't die?" Ma Renjie roared in a low voice, interrupting Yang Baishu's words, eyes full of fear.

How could it be impossible to die? He clearly remembered that the bearded man strangled his neck and fed him a strangely red poison. It was poison, not candy! What frightened Ma Renjie the most was, where can he find the antidote now?

In other words, he may die from poison at any time now, and the hateful thing is that this damned coffin face still says he can't die.

Yang Baishu looked at him like an idiot, and then untied his belt in front of him.

"Uh... coffin face, what do you want to do?" Ma Renjie's eyes widened. This bastard is trying to... take advantage of others?

Yang Baishu didn't answer. After tearing off his belt, he took off his outer pants and underwear very simply, and stood in front of Ma Renjie exposing his lower body.

"... Coffin face, are you fucking sick?" Ma Renjie stared wide-eyed for several seconds, then asked, his fists clenched slightly, if this beast really dares to act recklessly, he Dare to give him a hard time!

"I just want you to know that you won't die if you are watched." Yang Baishu said coldly.

"..." Ma Renjie spat out half a catty of blood.