After all, Chen Hao didn't take action. He was the illegitimate son last night.

There is really no suitable family that can let Chen Hao choose.

Then a difficult problem will fall on Chen Hao.

One side is the apprentice of his good brother many years ago, and the other side is family rules.

Is it hard to let this boy have a try?

With this idea, Chen Hao took Luo Ke directly to the ancestral hall.

As the head of Chenjia village, Chen Ze is not very satisfied with his son.

I'm not dissatisfied with the cultivation of martial arts. To be honest, Taijiquan is even in Chenjia village.

Chen Hao is not a weak master.

But even at this age, Chen Hao's temperament can't stabilize.

This makes Chen Ze feel extremely dissatisfied.

Today, early in the morning, Chen Ze heard a news directly.

Chen Hao led an outsider into the village.

In the name of the village head's son, no one has anything too big for Chen Hao for the time being.

When Chen Ze heard the news, he was eating breakfast and almost choked himself directly.

"Rebel, can anyone bring him to the village? What can he do at the mouth of the village!"

With that, old man Chen stood up directly, picked up a wooden stick at the door next to him, and went to the family ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, Chen Hao arched his hands and spoke directly to his uncles and aunts who had arrived around.

"Uncles and aunts, I Chen Hao brought in a disciple today. I want to ask some uncles to trouble some means to see if this little guy has the ability to learn some of our Chen family's unique skills."

Chen Hao's tone is extremely polite. After all, the few who can sit here are Chen Hao's elders.

For Chen Hao's words, many people's eyes fell on Rocco.

Rocco felt very uncomfortable for a moment.

"Where's the bastard boy Chen Hao!"

An old man's loud voice rushed in directly.

Chen Hao's face immediately changed.

Rocco has not yet figured out what happened.

A stick flew straight across.

Chen Hao's body suddenly turned aside and jumped directly.

"Third uncle, make way."

"Hold that little rabbit for me."

Before Rocco could figure out what to do here, the scene became chaotic for a moment.

In the ancestral hall of the whole family, Chen Haoru kept moving in the ancestral hall like a mouse holding his head.

An old man looks quite old, but he is full of spirit.

"Dad, are you crazy today?"

Chen Hao shouted as he spoke.

Chen Ze said angrily, "what's wrong with me? I asked you to guard the village gate. You brought this boy directly to the ancestral hall."

"No, Dad, listen to me. This boy is ah Quan's Apprentice."

"I don't care whose apprentice he is. Your boy broke the family rules. Today I'll break your boy's leg first."

The old man obviously chased after Chen Hao with full spirit.

Chen Hou jumped up and down, and there were a lot of mixed wheels in the whole ancestral hall.

Finally, Chen Hao hid directly behind Rocco.

"Block it, block it."

Hearing Chen Hao's words, Luo Ke completely subconsciously blocked the old man in front of him.

Chen Ze's eyebrows couldn't help picking. Although he was old, a young boy wanted to stop himself, but he really didn't see enough.

The old man's left hand was directly hooked on Rocco's shoulder. Just once, he should be able to fly Rocco out directly.

However, what surprises the elderly is that in the current situation,

Rocco's body didn't move.

Feel the strength on his left shoulder, and Rocco's body will shake for a moment.

"Stake!"

Rocco's figure stood in a distant position for a moment.

The old man's eyes showed an unbelievable look.

"Boy, there's a way."

Chen Hao finally had time to take a breath when he saw that Rocco could stop Chen Ze.

He took an apple from the nearby fruit tray and squatted on the ground without image.

Rocco's body did not move, and the old man's hand stopped on Rocco's left shoulder.

"Boy, you have good strength."

Chen Ze still has the spare power to speak easily at the moment.

Rocco has no breath.

He can only hold his body under the hands of the old man.

"Not yet!"

In front of so many people at present, the old man can't watch Rocco go on.

After all, Rocco's age is at most a junior here.

An old man shot at the younger generation and was stopped by the other party.

Such a reputation is definitely bad to hear.

So Chen Ze's right hand was directly on Rocco's chest.

Although I don't know what the old man in front of me wants to do next.

But Rocco's alert hands locked directly on the old man's wrist.

But when Rocco's hand had not locked the old man's wrist, he suddenly felt that it didn't look like a wrist.

And as soft as dough.

The next moment, before Rocco could figure out what had happened, his body flew directly.

"My ancestral hall of the Chen family, how can outsiders come in and go out at will."

Luo Ke was directly held by the old man in front of him, with one hand on his shoulder and the other on his chest, and threw out directly towards the gate of the ancestral temple.

"No."

Chen Hao, who was squatting, naturally can't go to the theatre now.

Not to mention anything else, if Luo Ke is really thrown out by his father, there will be no obvious injuries on his body, and there will definitely be several more hidden injuries.

Chen Hao's figure moved, and Chen Ze said angrily, "why, do you still want to do it with me?"

Hearing Chen Ze's words, Chen Hao's body suddenly weakened.

And this weak, naturally no one will help Rocco.

Luo Ke was in mid air and still didn't understand why he couldn't lock the old man's wrist.

At this moment, he was already in mid air. Luo Ke suddenly woke up. If he fell out like this, he would definitely feel bad.

With the instinct of his body, Rocco forcibly twisted in mid air.

Like a dragon rising.

As ye Quan once said, Rocco himself has realized the true meaning of the dragon shape.

As for the rest, only in the constant training of fighting can we realize our own dragon shape.

Chen Hao on one side could not help but say, "OK!" when he saw Rocco's body turning in the air and finally falling steadily at the gate of the ancestral temple

As a result, Chen Hao felt that for a moment, all the eyes of everyone in the ancestral hall fell on himself.

"Well, I mean, Dad, what you threw just now is good!"

"Don't flatter."

Chen Ze's eyes fell on Qi Zhan.

"Boy, you're good at martial arts, but you're not welcome to our Chenjiazhuang. Go out by yourself, lest the people in the village do it. Your boy may have to lie down and go out."