I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

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"However, Pan Yang was pissed off by himself today. I guess it won't be so easy to fool him next time."

Click on the system.

Host: Wang Xuan.

Physique: The strength of two horses.

Infuriating: None.

Martial Skill: Dragon Finger Spearmanship (Beginner)

Hateful Swordsmanship (unlearned)

Rage: 2498

Add points to Dragon Finger Spear.

Martial Skill: Dragon Finger Spear (proficient)

Consumes 1200 points of anger.

There are 1298 points left.

I didn't expect to upgrade my marksmanship to consume so many anger points.

For the remaining 1000 points, Wang Xuan did not add any more points to the Dragon Finger Spear Technique.

Because based on his experience, I'm afraid this point of anger can't improve the marksmanship by another level, but the swordsmanship can be improved, but Baimenhui is not as good as Yishu.

He would rather save more anger to improve his Dragon Finger Spearmanship, and with more than 1200 anger points, even improving his physique is not enough.

"Rebel!"

In the lobby, Wang Ben was so angry that he slapped the table in half.

This is a precious huanghuali table, two of which have been smashed by Wang Ben.

"Anger +388."

Just when Wang Xuan was worrying about not having enough anger points, a reminder sounded.

Rage increased from 1298 to 1686.

Could not help but shine.

"How is General Panyang now?"

Wang Ben looked at the soldiers beside him.

"General Qi, General Panyang is back in his yard and is pruning branches."

"Pruning the branches?"

Wang Ben was taken aback.

"The hundred-year-old tree in the yard has now been chopped down by General Panyang until it became bald. General Panyang cursed and cursed while chopping it down. The brothers dare not approach it."

"It's all the fault of that Nizi, call him here, I must break his leg today."

Wang Ben was so full of anger that he couldn't vent it.

The last few times he got the whip in his hand, he didn't beat it. This time, he will never show mercy.

"Anger +299."

In the small courtyard, Wang Xuan felt a murderous aura pervading and tumbling in the palace.

At this moment, the soldiers around Wang Ben appeared at the door.

"Young master, the general asked you to see him."

"No time."

Wang Xuan simply and directly refused.

The pumpkin next to him wiped the cold sweat off his head.

Young master, this is going against the sky!

After all, you are your own son, go and admit your mistake to the master, the master will beat you a few times at most.

Is it really good to be so tough?

"Pumpkin go, take my little ones, let's go to the street."

Pumpkin naturally knew that the master was in a fit of anger.

At this time, Wang Xuan still dared to go out to act wildly, but when he came back, he would be beaten to death by the master.

But isn't it always my dream to accompany the young master to do evil?

At worst, when the master hits the young master, he will block everything for the young master.

Thinking of this, Pumpkin immediately happily went to lead the horse.

After a while, the BMW, Mastiff, and Falcon were all in place.

Wang Xuan rode dark clouds and stepped on the snow, took the pumpkin and a group of servants, and headed for the street in a mighty way.

He is the street blaster in ancient times. He was full of smoke and rampage all the way, scaring the pedestrians on the side of the road to panic and run around.

While galloping his horse, he shouted: "My name is Wang Xuan, young master of the Wang family, who dares to provoke me?"

In the blink of an eye, thousands of anger points will be credited.

"Anger +599."

Wang Xuan was a little dazed.

With such a high anger value, who on earth hates himself so much.

In the palace, Wang Ben was furious.

He asked his subordinates to find Wang Xuan, but Wang Xuan said "no time".

So he personally went to Wang Xuan's courtyard to inquire about the crime, but was told that Wang Xuan had gone hunting with his servants.

This made Wang Ben's lungs almost explode.

Wang Xuan took the pumpkin and a group of servants out of the city.

In fact, he didn't understand such things as hunting, but with good falcon feathers and mastiff horses, it would be a little itchy not to try their skills.

But when Wang Xuan came to the hunting ground, he saw a group of people who had been waiting for a long time.

"Wang Xuan, I heard people say that you were riding a horse and rampaging in the city, so I knew you were going to come here to hunt, so I waited here specially, are you surprised or not?"

Sima Gui had a proud face.

Ever since his uncle equipped him with powerful guards like Er Niu, he made people pay attention to the movements in the palace at all times, and was ready to give Wang Xuan a good lesson.

Unexpectedly, when someone was sent to monitor on the first day, the opportunity came.

"It turned out to be Master Sima! You actually waited here for me and got beaten up by me. Do you fall in love with this feeling?"

Wang Xuan squeezed his fist.

This reminded Sima Gui of how miserable he was when he was beaten.

"Anger +70."

"Wang Xuan, you're still stubborn when you're about to die. Today, my young master will let you have a taste of wanting to die."

Sima Gui's eyes reflected a fierce light.

"Really? You are good or bad! But I like it very much."

Wang Xuan stuck out his tongue at Sima Gui with a humble expression.

"If you want to beat me up, it's up to you?"

"Anger +99."

Sima Gui was so angry that the seven orifices were filled with smoke, he said coldly: "Er Niu, give it to me!"

Just the voice fell.

But there was no response at all.

"Where are the two cows?"

Sima Gui turned around and asked.

"Erniu didn't come with him! The young master immediately went out when he heard the news, and he didn't say he was going to bring Erniu with him!" The servant replied.

"This……"

Cold sweat dripped down Sima Gui's head.

Even Wang Xuan was happy.

"You are a sand sculpture! Such a stupid person is rare."

"Anger +99."

"Pumpkin, beat him up!"

Wang Xuan opened the folding fan with a "crash", very demeanor of the second generation ancestor.

In the next second, the pumpkin turned into an afterimage and rushed up.

A flying kick kicked Sima Gui's face directly, and the flesh on his face twisted like waves, and his facial features were completely deformed.

"boom!"

With a pleasant voice, Sima Gui flew straight out.

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