Lu Fan turned around and saw that there was one more white person next to Boss Zhang.

To say that the person is white is not to say that he is Caucasian.

Looking at his face, he is obviously a Chinese.

But his skin was pale, his eyebrows and hair were snow-white, and his shirt and shoes were all white, so there was absolutely nothing wrong with calling him white.

"It turned out to be an albinist patient!" Lu Fan shook his head.

Albinism is simply a lack of melanin in the body.

The white man in front of him obviously has this disease.

Albinism, although it is said to be a disease, is difficult to treat.

Because this is a genetic disease, it is a disease that belongs to the genes.

Even with Lu Fan's supernatural medical skills, if he wants to treat this disease, he will feel very tricky.

But he didn't find it tricky right now.

This white man is very arrogant, why should he be treated?

The doctor is not a virgin, nor is he a good person, and not everyone will cure him.

"Hand over the dog!" the white man had no idea that he had been analyzed.

He just wants to get his hands on the dog treasure first, this thing is still very important to him.

As for the rest, I'll talk about it after I get the dog treasure.

Although he doesn't look down on Boss Zhang for 10,000, there are many things that still depend on this guy.

Therefore, if Boss Zhang had to teach a lesson to the few people in front of him, the white man would not refuse.

"Hehe, what do you want this thing for?" Lu Fan laughed.

"Irrelevant things, you'd better ask less so you can live longer. The white man's face was gloomy and his voice was cold.

The use of the dog treasure he asked for was a very big secret, even Boss Zhang didn't know it, how could he tell others?

Anyone, even if he just wanted to inquire about it, would be suspicious of him.

"I don't have to worry about this, I will definitely be able to live longer than you. Lu Fan said lightly.

After cultivating the Shennong Sutra, his lifespan was also extended.

Not to mention others, the old man looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, but his two previous apprentices were already in their eighties.

And according to them, when they were young and apprenticed, the old man was like that.

No one knows how long he lived, but it must have been a long, long time.

So Lu Fan knew that he would definitely be able to live for a long time.

"I really don't know whether to live or die!" the white man sneered.

For Dog Treasure, he is bound to get it.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Goubao is just a traditional Chinese medicine that can relieve some pain.

But in his eyes, the dog treasure is a priceless treasure, one of the most precious treasures in the world.

As long as he gathers all those treasures, all his dreams can basically come true.

So

"Hand over the dog, it'll be too late for me to do it!" exclaimed the white.

"Really?" Lu Fan's expression finally cooled.

This guy dared to shout in front of him, he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

"I'm going to see, what if you do it?"

Lu Fan looked at the white man.

With his eyesight, of course, he can see that this guy does have some strength.

Of course, this white man is not a martial artist, but has other abilities.

People like this, sometimes, think that martial artists are simple-minded and well-developed limbs, so they will look down on martial artists a little.

Obviously, the white people probably also felt that Lu Fan was just an ordinary martial artist.

"I can see that you should have practiced twice, you are a martial artist, right?

"But no matter what level of martial artist you are, it doesn't really matter, in front of our initiators, you don't have the ability to resist at all!"

The white man folded his hands and looked very haughty.

Obviously, he was proud of his status as an initiator.

The so-called initiator is actually the introductory stage of cultivating immortals and demons or cultivating Buddha, and martial artists can actually be regarded as juxtaposed existences.

However, because the cultivation methods of martial artists are actually a bit crooked, and those who have entered the Tao regard themselves as righteous paths.

In addition, martial artists of the same level do have a great advantage in strength compared to those who have entered the Dao, and this advantage will be greater the further they go.

Therefore, the initiates have never taken martial artists in their eyes.

The chance that an initiator can successfully break through to the cultivation of immortals or demons is very high, at least about twenty percent.

Don't think that this number is low, because martial artists practice to the highest level, and if they want to break through, the chance is not even two percent.

This is the huge gap between those who have taken the wrong path and those who have taken the right path.

Of course, very few people know about these situations.

At least after the white man had said this, no one else was touched except for his own pride.

Whether it was Lu Ling, Zhao Qian, or that Boss Zhang, they had actually heard of what an initiator was.

In their ears, a martial artist may also represent power, but the ghost knows what an initiator is?

Of course Lu Fan knew, but a beginner didn't have the capital to pretend to be forced in front of him at all.

"It turns out that this is what you rely on, it's really embarrassing. He shook his head regretfully.

Although he had known for a long time that he would not meet any masters here, he still felt that it was rather disappointing.

It's like someone mysteriously telling you that he called a chicken, and after a long day of nervous and very conflicted anticipation, you find out that he really called a chicken.

Everything seems to be normal, but I just feel inexplicably disappointed.

"It's boring. Lu Fan sighed.

"Boy, I can't see it, you're still quite hard-mouthed!" the white man was furious, and his hands waved quickly in front of him, and he also pinched a magic decision.

"Aren't you bored? I'll soon make you no longer bored! Because dead people are never boring!"

With the wave of his hands, it was as if a blower had blown the inside of his clothes, and the sleeves of his clothes were all bulging.

Even the room seemed to be in the wind, and there was a whooshing sound.

"Boy, I'm afraid that you don't know the true power of the initiator, and if you can see the power of the initiation, you will die without regrets!"

"The wind is coming!"

The white man shouted loudly, and the room suddenly felt like a cold winter moon, and the cold wind blew.

Zhao Qian and Lu Ling couldn't help but hug their arms, their faces full of surprise.

In this world, there are really people who can call the wind and rain?