Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

Titan enters.

Tang San also followed.

As for Mo Wuchang, he stood outside the door and quietly closed his eyes to rest.

Bai He and the other three stood up and looked at Tai Tai, who was in a state of despair, with embarrassment in their hearts.

They also know something about the Power Clan.

Nor did they expect it.

When all the evidence pointed to Tang San, Tai Tan was able to calmly remove Tang San.
In order to continue to follow Tang San, he even imprisoned his grandson in the Force Clan.

The three of them looked at the young people next to Tai Tan, especially Yang Wudi, with some vague murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

Tang San immediately frowned.

Looking at Bai He and the others, the pressure they brought to Tang San was like facing a Titan.

Tang San knew that they were all powerful Contra players.

They also know that it was the Haotian Sect that was sorry for them back then, and it is okay for them to have opinions about them.

But... he actually had murderous intentions. Is this going too far?

Tang San already felt something bad in his heart. He was afraid that this time he would return in vain.

"Haha. The old white crane, the old rhinoceros, and the old goat, long time no see."

A slightly bitter smile appeared on Titan's face.

The smile was fake, but it was loud.

"Old orangutan, why are you so polite to us? Hurry up and take a seat. I didn't expect that you have aged so much after not seeing each other for two years."

Bai He shook his head helplessly.

The smile on Tai Tan's face faltered, and he was in a depressed mood.

"Hey, on a day like today, I won't tell you anything sad."

Tai Tan held on, but did not forget to open the seat and ask Tang San to take a seat first.

Then, he sat down.

Yang Wudi frowned and said nothing more.

A few people started reminiscing about the past few years, exchanging cups and cups, and Tai Tan drank endlessly.

……

Three rounds of wine.

With a little bit of drunkenness.

Tai Tan also started to help Tang San.

"Old Bai He, it seems that your Min clan has become developed? You can actually hold a banquet in a place like this."

"Nowhere does prosperity come from, it's just that others take care of it."

Bai He waved his hand.

"Others will take care of you. Yes, when you say that, it reminds me of those days."

Tai Tan took a sip of wine and, intentionally or unintentionally, brought the topic back to the time when all four races were prosperous.

Niu Gao's resentment towards Haotian Sect was not small, and he immediately retorted: "Old orangutan, what did you say you did before? What is there to miss about that place?"

Yang Wudi's expression turned gloomy.

snorted coldly.

"Hmph! Old gorilla, stop beating around the bush and just say what you have to say!"

"Is this a junior from your clan? I noticed it when you came in. You are so impressive!"

Titan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Old goat, this is not my tribe, but my young master."

Seeing that the other party had already asked and Tang San was not listening, he stood up and bowed slightly to Bai He and the others.

"Tang San, son of junior Tang Hao, has met all seniors."

Snapped!
Yang Wudi slapped the table angrily and stood up.

He hated the Haotian Sect the most, and now that he saw Tai Tai's stubborn appearance, he hated him even more.

Angrily shouted:
"Hey old gorilla, what do you mean by bringing him here? To return the young master? Have you forgotten the days when we were like bereaved dogs?!"

Tang San frowned, feeling the naked killing intent, and patiently explained:
"Senior, even though my father was at fault for what happened back then, he did his best."

"Try your best?! This is ridiculous.!"

Niu Gao also coldly smashed the wine glass in his hand on the table.

"If he really tried his best, he should shoulder his responsibility. Why should we wipe his butt for him? And why would it affect us?"

"..." Tang San looked ugly.

According to their opinion, is it possible that their father should take the initiative to behead the despicable and evil Wuhun Palace?
This is simply ridiculous!
Bai He stood up. Although Tang San was his grandson, he really wasn't familiar with him.
When the Haotian Sect abandoned them, they didn't even care about his identity, so why should he care about this grandson he had never seen before.

not to mention
The happiness of his granddaughter and the development of the already sensitive family are the most important.

"Old orangutan, the three of us have heard a little bit about you. Is it really worth it?"

Tai Tan looked at the three people who stood up, with surprise and uncertainty on their faces.

From the moment he came in, he noticed that Bai He and the others seemed to have put on a pair of pants.

Now that they are standing together, this matter is not simple anymore.

But after hearing Bai He's words, Tai Tan suddenly fell silent, raised his head and took a sip.

Before, he might have sworn to tell Bai He and the others that he followed Zhe Tang San without any regrets.

But now, it's too late for him to regret.

He was certain that the person who killed his son must have done it because he had a grudge against Tang San.

Since he has a grudge against Tang San, he will show up sooner or later, so he can find the real culprit and avenge his son!

"Bai He, it doesn't matter whether this is worth it or not. This is just the choice of my force clan."

Titan's voice became hoarse.

"Ah~"

Bai He let out a long sigh.

"Old orangutan, we also know your purpose of coming. You can leave. We don't agree with each other!"

Tai Tan also stood up and looked at the three old guys with confusion: "Old Bai He, did you three have something to tell me?"

Niu Gao replied loudly:
"There's nothing bad to say. The three of us are already planning to get together and start our own business!"

Yang Wudi added.

"Not long after you knelt down in public and called this little bratty Third Young Master, we made this decision!"

"Senior, don't go too far!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Wudi.

There was a bit of blood in his eyes, and there was a slight smell of blood floating in the box.

"Excessive? Why do you still want to fight me?"

Yang Wudi sneered. Although he said he couldn't touch him, couldn't he just use his words?

Hear this.

Tang San kept opening and closing his fists, but finally endured it.

The Titan fell silent.

Unexpectedly, the three of them knew about Tang San a long time ago, and decided to draw a clear line with themselves at that time.
Titan lamented and said nothing more.

Soon.

Tai Tan took Tang San out of the box.

Tang San's expression was gloomy, and his face was almost distorted. There seemed to be a sea of ​​blood tumbling in his eyes, and the smell of blood on his body was disgusting.

He didn't expect that he would call himself grandpa.
The other party was still so ruthless and drove me out. It was so ungrateful!

Titan was silent.

If it were before, he would spare no effort to fight for Tang San.

But in this situation, he didn't really hope that the three tribes would be involved.

Those evil blood people have evil intentions.
He no longer has a son, so he should stop harming the other three clans.

"Young Master, you are an old slave and of no use."

Tang San had a stern face, although he knew that even if Tai Tan said something, Bai He and the others would not change their minds.

But he was very dissatisfied with Titan's attitude towards doing things!
Shaking his head slightly:

"It's not your fault and the three of you will regret it sooner or later!"

Looking at the energy and blood rolling around Tang San's body, Mo Wuchang frowned, fearing that the power in his body would suddenly go berserk.

Quickly reminded:
"Tang San, since there's nothing we can do, let's go back quickly to avoid any accidents."

"Ah."

Tang San nodded.

He also noticed that something was wrong with him. The soul power in his body suddenly increased a lot just now, and he almost broke through.

(End of this chapter)