My Waste Husband novel Chapter 337

The Nangong Family was considered a big family in the ancient Kungfu family.

Yetta gave people the impression of being a lady from a rich and well-educated family. She also gave people a sense of seriousness.

However, in fact, the Nangong family's solemnity appearance was made up by Yetta, the first daughter of the Nangong family. People who really knew the Nangong family would find that the Nangong family was playful.

Yetta's father, the master of the Nangong Family, not to mention how powerful his ancient martial arts were, he was an old boss with tens of billions of assets in his hands. How could such a big president go out to recruit a husband with a picture of his daughter?

Moreover, the Nangong family enjoyed playing alone. In fact, except for Yetta, the whole family liked to play. Yetta often felt that she was incompatible with the family.

Looking at the family members dressed in black who pretended to be robbers in front of her, Yetta covered her forehead with her hands. She really had nothing to say.

"Boy, you're good!"

"Eat my punch!"

When they were about to attack Henry, Henry punched them in the face again and again.

In the beginning, these people were still holding back their strength for fear of hurting Henry. However, when they hit him, they found that this young man was much more powerful than the peer of the ancient kungfu family. They gradually let go and did not hold back.

But when they didn't hold back, they found that they still couldn't beat him...

More than a dozen people besieged a young man and didn't hit him with a punch. Looking at his side, there were already three or four people who couldn't stand on the ground.

Janbo Nangong became more and more frightened as he fought, and at the same time, he was happier and happier in his heart. He hoped that his daughter could find a good fighting master. He knew his daughter very well. She didn't like ancient martial arts, but she loved Qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, the ancient kungfu family didn't accept what the ancient martial arts not being used. Janbo Nangong put his daughter's hope on his future son-in-law.

Now Henry's skills made Janbo quite satisfied. He didn't care that he was not a match for a junior. The more powerful his future son-in-law was, the happier he was.

Janbo was still thinking happily when he felt a sharp pain on his face.

"Hey, don't take your mind off when you rob." Henry reminded him.

"Good boy, it's your turn to educate me. Watch my fist!" Janbo shouted and hit Henry again.

A dozen people fighting one person, no matter how they looked at it, it was all Henry's disadvantage, but only the parties involved were clear about it.

"Elder brother, what should we do? We are no match for him at all. My son's eyes are blue. Are we still going to fight?" Yetta's Second Uncle's voice was filled with a kind of inexpressible bitterness.

"Fight! Of course, we have to fight. We will be defeated by a junior. If we talk about it in the future, it will be a shame!" Janbo gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on.

"Big brother, Third Sister fell down again. Didn't you ask about Yetta? What's the background of this kid? No family's younger generation has said that he is so good at fighting, has they?"

Janbo suddenly shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'll ask him after I press him to the ground!"

Yetta's Second Uncle sighed. "Hey, who's the one who's going to press him?"

Yetta, who was standing by the side, watched the scene and covered her eyes with her hands.

Among all the ancient kungfu families in China, only the Nangong family could do this kind of thing, right?

Janbo and others had never seen Henry before.

Or in other words, in the ancient kungfu families, their generation was not qualified to see Henry, the owner of Radiant Island. Only the people of the generation of Janbo Nangong's father were lucky enough to see Henry's true face.

"This... Yetta, come, introduce your boyfriend to us." Janbo waved his big hand.

"Hello uncle, my name is Henry Zhang." Henry took the initiative to reach out to his hand.

"Henry Zhang? Well, not bad!" Janbo walked up to Henry and patted him on the shoulder. "You're a good, young man. I'm very satisfied with you. But your fighting skills are not good enough. You should practice more. Otherwise, when I use 20% of my strength, I'm afraid you won't even be able to withstand one punch."

"Yes, yes." Henry nodded repeatedly.

The Nangong family members aside were so embarrassed that they couldn't bear to listen to it.

"Okay, let's have dinner!" Janbo waved his big hand.

A few minutes later, Henry and the other two people, as well as a dozen of the Nangong family members with bloody noses and swollen faces, sat on a round table. The dishes on the table were not some expensive dishes. They were all planted by the Nangong family themselves.

Janbo took out a bottle of wine and said, "Henry Zhang, it's the family's habit to eat something we planted by ourselves. Hope you don't mind."

"How come? This kind of natural food can't be eaten anywhere else." Henry waved his hand. "There's just one problem."