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Chapter 2454

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From the faces of the four commanders, Zhen Xiaoxiao saw the vastness of life and deep helplessness.

But to acknowledge a young master in name, and without sacrificing any benefits, why was it so difficult?

Blinking his eyes, Zhen Xiaoxiao kept his mouth shut.

Although he was not clear about the situation, at least he could be sure that the power relationships in Blood Tyrant City were much more complicated than he had imagined.

"But City Lord, one city cannot have two young masters. Since the little girl is the young master now, then Young Master Haodang... "

Among the four commanders, Zhang, Yang, Tong, and Zhang, Old General Zhang Huang was the most mature. He rolled his eyes, and his originally dark face suddenly flushed. He stepped forward, cupped his fists, and said to Chicken Lord seriously.

"Yes, yes, the old young master can't be reasoned with. Maybe because of this, he will have a deeper grudge with the City Lord!"

Reminded by Zhang Huang, the eyes of the remaining three commanders brightened, and they immediately surrounded him excitedly!

Think again from another angle!

A new young master, that's a good thing!

No matter how the City Lord tried to balance the relationship between Zheng Haodang and Zheng Xiaoxiao, it would cause the two of them to quarrel with each other anyway. They didn't have so much energy to find trouble with them!

"You're smart!"

They really admired Brother Zhang's wisdom in the face of danger. Yu Zimo, Yang Hu, and Tong Wu immediately looked at Zhang Huang, who was the first to speak.

"Hao-er..."

His subordinates had indeed hit his soft spot.

Chicken Lord pinched his beard, and his expression showed that he was struggling. But this struggle was only limited to three seconds. The old man's face quickly showed a resolute and unyielding expression.

"Hao-er's temperament is not suitable to be a leader. If he is trained well in the future, perhaps he can be considered a talented general. Today, this old man will take back his title of young master. From now on, Xiaoxiao is the only young master of Blood Tyrant City. In the future, when you see her, you must treat her with the same respect as you treat this old man. All of you... Do you understand?! "

The City Lord's dignified roar directly stunned the hundreds of people present!

Originally, they only wanted to give that damned wastrel some trouble. Never would they have thought that the old City Lord was actually this kind of person who turned his back on them and disliked the old!

Not only did he say that Zheng Haodang was not suitable to be the City Lord, but he even boldly predicted that if he had nothing to do, he would only be a dish in the future!

His mouth was too poisonous!

But this was the truth!

"Old City Lord is wise! Long live Young City Lord! "

Different from the forced socializing just now, the soldiers, rogue cultivators, and ordinary people who were cheering and shouting Zhen Xiaoxiao's name all kneeled on the ground, their roars deafening and joyful!

Zheng... Hao... Dang...

Amidst the soaring cheers and shouts, Zhen Xiaoxiao shuddered violently.

The names of all the people in Blood Tyrant City.

Why did it give him an extremely bad feeling?

First, it was the elm, poplar, tung camphor that resembled the pine, cypress, and maple trees!

It was the same "Hao … Dang …" word by word, it made one's right eyelid twitch a little. What was it again?

He shuddered.

The little white horse in the Golden Lotus House of Wind City suddenly woke up from its dream.

Nobody knew how much time had passed.

She turned around and saw that the four beauties, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum, were hugging each other and had already started to doze off. As for the four sons, Chung, Bai, Shan, and Feng, they also had gloomy expressions and were about to fall asleep.

Only in front, the old coral woman sitting cross-legged in front of the grey rat was looking at him with a burning gaze and a face full of longing.

But the grey rat was already talking incessantly, drawing a full thirty pages of notes on the ground, pouring out all his knowledge of the True Hero without reservation to the other party.

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