After the performance, Hong Tianlai called Zhao Lifan to his side, and asked with a rather strange face:

"Lifan, where did you get this set of marksmanship?"

"I got it from my hometown during the Spring Festival this year, is there any problem?" Zhao Lifan showed a puzzled look on his face.

"Oh! Your marksmanship reminds me of a story my father told me, you got it in your hometown, I should have thought too much, but this marksmanship is quite extraordinary, you should cherish it. A hint of disappointment flashed in Hong Tianlai's eyes.

"What kind of story?" Zhao Lifan said curiously.

Hearing Zhao Lifan's question, Hong Tianlai was also interested, and he didn't watch the performance on the stage anymore, but talked about what his father saw and heard back then:

"It was before the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, my father went to the Northeast because of a assignment, just arrived in the Northeast, the Fusang Army did not know why a large-scale search and arrest, my father was afraid that he would be arrested, and hid in a tun, but two days later, a Fusang team came, and all the people in the tunzi were gathered.

It didn't take long for the Fusang army to dismiss the others, leaving only an elderly couple, a young woman and a child, who should be a family, leaving them to ask what to do, but the family was quite tough, and then the old couple was beaten to death, and the young boy was also cut in the chest with a bayonet, and the young woman was not killed, but it was also ruined, and the Fusang army hanged himself from a nearby tree after leaving. ”

Zhao Lifan's anger surged up when he heard this, and he wished that he was on the spot, quite angry:

"Is the master just watching?"

Hong Tian glanced at Zhao Lifan, but he was not angry, and continued:

"Your master's mission at that time involved the survival of tens of thousands of people, how could he lose a big one because of a small one. ”

Zhao Lifan also realized his gaffe and scratched his scalp embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry Master, I didn't mean anything else, later?"

"It's okay, I didn't understand it at the time, not long after the evacuation of the Japanese invaders, there was a man with a spear, he looked at the corpse at the entrance of the village and knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, his body exuded a thick sadness, anger and longing, according to your master, he was far away at that time, but this emotion can affect him.

After inquiry, your master learned that the man was a martial arts idiot, proficient in three kinds of internal boxing, and he also got a book of internal swordsmanship by chance, but he especially loved spears and was inspired to create his own set of internal marksmanship. That time, he escorted an underground worker away, but he didn't expect the news to leak and harm his family.

Later, there was a silver spear warrior in that realm, specializing in killing Japanese criminals, his marksmanship is exquisite, and his body skills are even better, but the most terrible thing is that his marksmanship has a variety of emotions, so that the opponent is unconsciously caught in it, and his mind is in turmoil. ”

When Zhao Lifan heard this, he was shocked, could it be that the marksmanship he practiced was created by this person, Hong Tianlai didn't pay attention to Zhao Lifan, and continued:

"This person's marksmanship has caused a huge sensation in the domestic martial arts circle, and it provides another way for Neijiaquan, which is a send-off for Neijiaquan, which is slightly inferior, but the silver spear warrior Shenlong can't find him to communicate at all.

Later, this person disappeared, some people said that he was killed by the Japanese Kou, and some said that he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but I heard that he passed down a book of marksmanship, called "Eight Steps and Thirteen Guns", it seems that several people have seen the gun spectrum, but none of them have succeeded in cultivating, and everyone's idea of integrating the seven emotions and six desires into the inner family boxing has also faded. ”

At this time, Zhao Lifan was already stunned, Hong Tianlai saw Zhao Lifan's expression, and asked strangely:

Legend has it that there is a book of "Heavenly Demon Qin Score" of the internal exercises, that is, the six desires of people are integrated into the exercises, and the inner fist is no worse than the internal strength, and it is not such an incredible thing to integrate into emotions. ”

"It's not Master, the marksmanship I practiced is called "Eight Steps and Thirteen Guns". Zhao Lifan came to Hong Tianlai's side, and although he tried to lower the volume as much as possible, he couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.

"What!" Hong Tianlai's voice raised suddenly, and the prisoners around him also looked over, he quickly lowered his voice, and turned to Zhao Lifan:

"Tell the teacher what's going on!" was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

It turned out that when Zhao Lifan went home during the Spring Festival this year, his father Zhao Yihai went to pick him up, but the two staggered, Zhao Lifan went home and turned back with his uncle to find Zhao Yihai, and it didn't take long for the two to go out and saw Zhao Yihai surrounded by a group of people, Zhao Lifan hurriedly rushed over with the uncle.

"Uncle Zhao, it's normal for men and women to love each other, let's pull Xiaofang over to play together, nothing else, you misunderstood us. A young man in a red jacket said.

Zhao Lifan knows, it is from their village, called Xiaofeng, two or three years younger than himself, he dropped out of school after graduating from junior high school and mixed in society, I heard that he was detained for fighting a few days ago, and it seems that he has been released.

"Misunderstanding a fart, madman, when did you become so polite, dare to spoil the good deeds of your brothers, it's a good life, don't talk nonsense, invite the beauty to us to the red rose, when is it!"

A big man scolded and said, and after speaking, seeing that Xiaofeng didn't move, he walked straight to Zhao Yihai. Red Rose is a small bar in the town that has only become popular in the past two years, and of course its main business is catering.

He went to the front of Zhao Yihai and stretched out his hand to pull a girl behind him, the girl shrank back in fright, and clutched Zhao Yihai's clothes with both hands, of course Zhao Yihai couldn't let the big man succeed, and said loudly:

"What are you doing?"

Listening to the tone, he was already quite angry, and at the same time pushed the big man hard, Zhao Yihai has been doing farm work all year round, and the strength in his hand is not small, plus the big man is defenseless, and he was pushed to the ground all of a sudden, which can ignite the powder keg.

"You're looking for death!"

The big man was an angry bull, got up and swung his fist and smashed it directly at Zhao Yihai's nose, and the girl behind him was also so frightened that her face turned pale, and she pulled Zhao Yihai hard, trying her best to help him avoid this punch.

"Smack!"

The picture froze, the fist did not fall on Zhao Yihai's nose as the big man imagined, but was intercepted, only to see Zhao Lifan stretch out his right hand and hold the big man's fist, looking at the big man who was already flushed:

"Friend, how about taking the punch?"

The big man felt that the bones of his clenched fist were about to be crushed at this time, but he was also hard, and endured the sharp pain from his fist and scolded:

"Fuck you!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Zhao Lifan holding the big man's fist in his right hand and drawing a big circle, and his body weighing more than 100 pounds rose with his arm in the air, and after spinning half a circle, a dog eating was lying on the dark asphalt road. The people around me felt pain and couldn't help but pout.

The big man rolled around, rolled on the ground, held the red fist of his right hand with his left hand, hissed from his mouth, and cursed:

"You're all pigs, go on, kill him!hiss~"

Hearing the scolding of the big man, five or six young people rushed up together, and even one of them took out a folding knife, and now only the big man lying on the ground, a middle-aged man with a cold face and Xiao Feng did not rush up, the big man was in pain and couldn't get up, Xiao Feng and Zhao Lifan were in the same village, embarrassed, only the middle-aged man looked at with contempt and interest.

"Be careful!"

"Come back!"

Father Zhao Yihai and uncle Zhao Yishan said in unison, and rushed forward at the same time.

Zhao Lifan took advantage of the situation to pull over a young man who rushed to the front, then leaned on his shoulder, directly pushed him two meters away, turned his head and said:

"Dad, uncle, don't come here, these garlic cloves are not enough for me to punch and kick!"

Zhao Yishan saw Zhao Lifan kill one neatly, knowing that this nephew's kung fu had not fallen, and grabbed Zhao Yihai, who still wanted to go up, he knew that they were just adding chaos in the past.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, five or six young people fell to the ground, and there was a wail, Zhao Lifan stood in the middle of the road, looking at the folding dagger he had just grabbed in his hand, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his hand rose and fell, hehe:

"Get out!"

At the same time, with a "poof", the knife that was still in Zhao Lifan's hand just now had been pierced into the trunk of the tree five meters away, and the entire blade sank into the wood, leaving only the handle of the knife to tremble.

Everyone looked at the dagger that had sunk into the trunk, and couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and the screams were much quieter.