Chapter 322: Did You See that Handsome Guy with the Dead Fish Eyes in Front?

The origin of Dad Wang's black cigar is quite special, and no one who has seen it on the market would recognize it. But the owner of the Cai Knife Sect is different. Although Jiang Haifu is only a late-stage Jindan, and because his family was very poor when he was a child, he cannot be said to be a graduate of a famous school, but in the final analysis, he is also the owner of the sect. In order to collect various food materials over the years, he can be regarded as He has traveled all over the country... He can smell the natural treasures added to this cigar with his nose.

During the moment when Father Wang was using his venomous words, the subordinates around Jiang Haifu could no longer bear it. If there weren't other parents and teachers here who were worried about Cai Daomen's face, they would have rushed up to kill Wang. Dad was carried away.

However, these people were also stunned after seeing Jiang Haifu's shocked expression. They rarely see the door owner showing such an expression.

Just before, Jiang Haifu looked full of anger, but after seeing the black cigar, he immediately seemed to be petrified and motionless.

After being immersed for about a full minute, Jiang Haifu finally came back to his senses and took out a lighter to light a fire for Dad Wang. Somewhat weakly, he asked: "Brother, this cigar...is not bad! Where did you buy it?"

It was completely different from his previous impatient tone. After seeing the black cigar that Father Wang took out, Jiang Haifu felt like he was being slapped in front of Father Wang.

"Oh, it was given by a fan." Dad Wang took a puff of his cigar and blew out a round smoke ring, speaking lightly.

Jiang Haifu twitched the corner of his mouth: "..."

Fen...a gift from Fensi?

What kind of fan can gift such a national treasure cigar? ?

He stared straight at the cigar in Father Wang's hand, with an envious look on his face. The effect of this cigar is incomprehensible to those above the golden elixir stage. Even the smell of smoke exhaled does not have a choking feeling at all, but is mixed with the fragrance of an indescribable high-end perfume.

Especially in the process of retreat, if you can smoke such a cigar every day, it will get twice the result with half the effort, and it will also prevent people from going crazy... There is a saying that a cigarette afterward is better than a living god.

This kind of national treasure-level cigar is hard to come by.

Father Wang stared at Jiang Haifu, understanding in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "I took one with me when I went out today. If you want to come back, I will send you some. That fan of mine, every other They will send me some in half a year.”

Jiang Haifu was stunned at first, and then smiled like a peach blossom: "Then why are you so embarrassed..."

"We are both parents, so you are welcome! After all, your son and my son are also alumni of the same class. We can take care of each other in the school from now on." Father Wang squinted and smiled: "My son's name is Wang Ling. I am commanding Ling. He He is very introverted and probably doesn’t have many friends outside the office.”

Jiang Haifu nodded: "That's great! Our family actually owns a restaurant. In the future, I will invite Brother Wang to come and sit at my place..."

The few Caidaomen disciples nearby were already dumbfounded. It had only been a while since they started calling each other brothers.

Sometimes, the way to establish friendship between girls is just a bag, then the way to establish friendship between men may be a cigarette or a glass of wine.

As he said that, the queue was almost reaching the two of them, and the teacher standing at the school gate verified their identities very seriously. Father Wang was standing at the school gate waiting for Wang Ling to come out of the gymnasium.

Father Wang stood next to Jiang Haifu and pointed at Wang Ling from a distance: "Did you see that pretty fish-eye in front of you? This is my Wang Ling."

The corners of Jiang Haifu's mouth twitched again: "..."

Jiang Haifu finally realized that Father Wang's poisonous tongue was natural and pollution-free. When his poisonous tongue became stronger, he would not even spare his own son. What do you mean by those fishy eyes with delicate features and delicate features? Can your own son be so disgraceful?

Jiang Bai and Jiang Yan came out first, just ahead of Wang Ling.

When Jiang Haifu saw Dad Wang introducing Wang Ling, he also began to introduce his son: "The one in front of him wearing a white shirt in the school uniform is my son, Jiang Bai. The girl next to him is my second brother's daughter, Jiang Yan. "

Father Wang clicked his tongue: "So thin?"

Jiang Haifu sighed: "Well... my son is a homebody and doesn't eat well at ordinary times. Brother Wang, don't look at my tall and thick appearance. I don't believe that my son is so thin. He doesn't look like me at all. Completely. I don’t have any majestic genes…”

Dad Wang couldn't help but smile: "Sometimes, genes really cannot be explained clearly by science."

Regarding this matter, Dad Wang feels that he should be the one with the most say.

He and Wang Ma were not very talented, but they gave birth to Wang Ling...

After receiving Jiang Bai, Jiang Haifu handed Father Wang a name card before leaving. Father Wang took it and looked at it carefully. He was surprised to find that Ju Xia downstairs was actually one of Jiang Haifu's properties under the Chopper Gate. Mr. Wang Young Nahui worked at Juxialou for a period of time, first as a chef, and later as a food consultant as a senior instructor.

"Do you think this chrysanthemum downstairs is your family's property?" Father Wang raised his eyebrows.

"Well, this should be the brand industry of our Cai Dao Men. This is the foundation of our Cai Dao Men. All the industry chains are built around the benefits of Ju Xialou." Jiang Haifu couldn't help but smile: "Actually, I'm lucky to have come here. When I was young, I received guidance from an expert and gave me a recipe. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do this business..."

So, Wang's father and Jiang Haifu, the leader of the Cleaver Sect, met each other.

When Wang Ling and Jiang Bai came out of the gymnasium, they both looked confused.

Facts have proved that sometimes friendship between men is not that complicated. To put it bluntly, it is just a matter of whether they can talk to each other or not.

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After saying goodbye to Jiang Haifu and others, Wang's father carried Wang Ling to a park. Now the streets are full of pedestrians, and it would be too conspicuous for Wang Ling to perform teleportation so blatantly to go home.

Moreover, after the incident of the Who Gou Sect, the security of each district has been strengthened a lot. There is a police car parked on almost every street, and patrolmen are patrolling everywhere.

This scene made Wang's father sigh deeply.

"Lingling, don't you think there is anything unusual about this? You said that so many police forces have been dispatched, and under this dragnet, the Who Gou Sect didn't even leave the slightest clue... It's really weird!" Wang's father frowned and looked at Wang Ling and said.

Wang Ling also felt deeply helpless about this.

Wang Ling was actually quite surprised by the appearance of the Gou Men. After all, the limelight of the Immortal Mansion had not really passed. Just when the country was using the Immortal Mansion incident to launch various calls to crack down on the dark forces, there was such a head who liked to commit crimes against the wind.

Wang's father originally wanted to analyze the incident itself, but as soon as the father and son approached the park in front, they heard a faint scream from the front: "You are not my father! I don't want to go back with you! Who are you! Let me go!"

Wang Ling's eyes condensed and penetrated far away.

He saw a man wearing a woolen hat tightly grasping the girl's wrist, pulling it, and constantly cursing: "You dead child! Come home with me!?"