Chapter 18: The Martial Artist of Internal Strength
Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Hu Hanbang was very satisfied.
Smiling slightly, he looked at Lu Fan, who was still sitting there, and said, "I use this bloodstone to pay off the debt, I don't know if Lu Shao is willing." ”
It's just that Lu Fan was still stunned and didn't speak.
Seeing that Lu Fan was still sitting still, Hu Hanbang was a little nervous, was he unwilling, or didn't take a fancy to it?
In fact, after taking it out of the bloodstone, Lu Fan was not calm.
Because from the moment the bloodstone appeared, his dantian was trembling, as if he had met the same kind of bloodline, he felt extremely cordial, and at the same time, there was a summoning that he wanted to get it no matter what.
It's just that he suppressed the urge to get it immediately, quickly rummaged through his memory, and finally knew what it was?
Dragon's Blood Stone.
This is the dragon blood stone recorded in the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Book, a kind of ore that has been impregnated with dragon blood after the death of the dragon clan, which can speed up the cultivation speed and refine the essence of the dragon blood.
Even in the real dragon clan, it is a rare thing, the dragon clan is rare, and it must be infected with dragon blood under certain conditions to form.
If Lu Fan uses it, it can not only improve the realm, but also improve Lu Fan's bloodline, so that it can evolve to dragon blood.
For him, this is the treasure.
So Lu Fan was also shocked.
After coming back to his senses, Lu Fan suppressed the impulse in his heart, pretended to be calm, and said, "Okay, since you said so, I will accept it, but you have to tell me where you got it, and I will try my luck in the past." ”
Who would have too many of this kind of treasure, if he could get a few pieces, Lu Fan felt that he could immediately turn into a real dragon and swim in the void.
Hu Hanbang breathed a sigh of relief and told him that he had bought it on a construction site by the sea, which had been a few years ago, and now it seemed to have been developed into a resort.
For the remaining 10 million, Lu Fan asked him to transfer it directly to Wang Mengting, which was regarded as compensation for her.
As soon as the matter here was dealt with, there was a burst of footsteps downstairs.
The leader was an obese middle-aged man, with a large gold chain hanging around his neck, like an upstart, and beside him was an old man in a white practice uniform, full of silver hair, walking with a dragon and a tiger's step, his eyes were shining, and he looked quite aura, and they were followed by hundreds of bodyguards.
The guests of the hotel have already left in fright, even some timid waiters have left.
Hu Hanbang was anxious to death, if there was a fight, he would have to smash his hotel, but he didn't dare to speak, both sides were angry, and frowning on either side was not what he wanted to see.
He wanted to go up and persuade him, but he didn't think about it, and before he could open his mouth, he was kicked to the ground by the fat middle-aged man, without giving him face at all.
This person he knows is the Jiangdong boss Wei Shaodong.
"Who hurt my son? Get out of here, I'll leave you a whole body." Wei Shaodong shouted coldly.
Before he came, he went to the hospital to see him, and although his life was fine, his life was gone, and he had already become a pile of mud.
He is such a son, you can imagine how fierce his anger is.
"Wei Shaodong, don't you scream at him, don't you know what your son did?" He Biao stood up and said.
This Wei Shaodong is hard backstage, and he bullies men and women in Jiangdong, which is much more infamous than his reputation.
"Brother Dong, it's this kid who beat Wei Shao. At this time, one of Wei Shaodong's subordinates found Lu Fan, and he was among the few people downstairs before.
Wei Shaodong looked in the direction of his finger and saw a young man in white sitting there without the slightest hint of nervousness.
"Boy, dare to hurt my son, even if you have ten lives, I will kill you alive today. Wei Shaodong roared angrily.
"What kind of son is it, there is the same Lao Tzu behind him. Lu Fan sneered.
"Catch me. ”
Wei Shaodong pointed to Lu Fan, and suddenly someone behind him understood, and five people came out.
It's just that as soon as they walked out, He Biao stood up.
If you want to move Lu Shao, pass me first.
"Okay, I'll clean up with you today. Wei Shaodong gritted his teeth and said, "I know you are very capable of fighting, but you can't leave today, so I will take revenge on my son with you first." ”
"Then it's up to you. He Biao replied.
When the five people saw He Biao stopping, they waved their fists and hit him.
He Biao was born as a soldier king, so they were naturally not opponents, and they were knocked to the ground in a few hits.
Wei Shaodong found that he underestimated He Biao's strength a little, and the people who could follow him were all elites, but he didn't expect to lose so quickly.
So, he turned his head and arched his hand to the old man beside him, and said, "Old Wu, I have you to make a move." ”
Wu Lao Nai is a master sent by his backer, it is said that he is an internal martial artist, and he usually has eyes above the top, and he has never seen him shoot.
Wu Lao bowed slightly, then looked at He Biao, and said, "I have some skills, but in front of the internal martial artists, I am a local chicken and a dog." ”
"Really? He Biao grinned, and a glimmer of history flashed in his eyes.
The figure suddenly moved, and rushed over.
Hearing only a 'bang', the fists of the two touched each other, and then the figures suddenly separated, one stood still, one took two steps back, and his body shook before he stood firmly.
When Wei Shaodong saw it, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, the person who didn't move was Wu Lao.
"Isn't it good? It turns out that he is also a master of internal strength, but unfortunately he is just getting started. Wu Lao said proudly.
He has already achieved a small amount of internal strength, and it is naturally easy to deal with a beginner.
"You have a lot of words!" He Biao said solemnly, he already had the strength to not admit defeat in his bones, and he was protecting Lu Fan, so he rushed forward again without hesitation.
I saw the addition of fists and feet in the field, with a howling wind, and the table and bench shattered to the ground.
Is this a master of internal strength? The people around them sighed, they usually fight, but now they seem to be like children playing at home, and they can't help but break out in a cold sweat in their hearts.
At this time, there was a 'boom' on the field, and a figure smashed against the wall.
Everyone looked at it, it was He Biao, and they saw that there was a palm print on his chest, slightly dented, and with a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Ah!" Wang Mengting exclaimed, He Biao was defeated, and said in her heart: "What kind of master of internal strength is this? ”
"Boy, it's your turn. Wu Lao smiled proudly.
Seeing this, He Biao immediately waved his hand to beckon his subordinates to come up, but was stopped by Lu Fan waving his hand.
"I just want to see the so-called internal masters, so I'll try you. Lu Fan said lazily.
He hadn't been exposed to martial arts before, but now that he saw it, he naturally wanted to see it.
"Shaft, arrogance! Let you see what an internal martial artist is. ”
Wu Lao had already observed, and he did not find the slightest fluctuation of internal force in Lu Fan, and he was sure that Lu Fan was definitely not an internal martial artist.
"Hehe, a martial artist in the district, dare to provoke me?"