Zhou Xiaokun smiled and brought the scissors, but he felt a little sad... He might be able to reduce his sentence and leave early, but this big brother has no such possibility.

At this moment, a man hurriedly ran into the workroom, "Master! So you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time!"

I saw Fatty Zhang running over quickly.

He stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Xiaokun up, and then sat down. Looking at Old Feng, he was frothing at the mouth and said: "Master! I'm really, really sorry! I will definitely teach that bastard Long Qiang a lesson! Master

Ah, you have to believe me, I really just want to honor you, old man, I really didn’t know things would end up like this!"

I don't know what happened here after I left.

But Old Feng didn't intend to care about this... Fatty Zhang has always been the prison bully here, and now he has a very good attitude and seems to be doing well.

Old Feng shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, that's it."

"I knew, Master, that you have a big belly and can hold a boat!"

Fatty Zhang had a flattering look on his face, and then he came closer and said, "What about that, master, let's discuss something? You see, although this matter is a mistake, you have also seen that I have nothing to do with you, master."

It’s a matter of concern, worry, and sadness every day! Do you think I’m okay as a disciple?”

Old Feng said with a smile: "Okay, not bad."

"Right!"

Fatty Zhang blinked and said cautiously: "Master, look at it, we've been dancing like this for such a long time, shouldn't you teach me something new?"

"Teach you?" Old Feng was stunned and said subconsciously: "What do you want me to teach you?"

Fatty Zhang seemed to see something coming, so he rubbed his hands and said, "That must be your true skill, master! It doesn't take much, just one or two moves will do!"

Old Feng frowned and suddenly handed the needle in his hand to Fatty Zhang's hand and said casually: "Take this and practice slowly. All my skills in this life are on this needle!"

Fatty Zhang was stunned. He stretched out his hand and stared at the needle back and forth for a long time. He subconsciously said: "It's all on this needle? This...embroidery needle? Wait...could this be the legendary one?"

"Sunflower-Treasure-Dian"??Dong-Fang-Bu-Defeat??"

So Fatty Zhang, the former boss of dozens of cabins, suddenly shivered and instinctively tightened his legs...
Chapter completed!