Li Fan knew that he was not the biological son of his parents when he was six years old, he was picked up by his father Miao Yuanshan at the door of his house, and his mother Li Guirong saw him pitiful and couldn't bear to throw it away, so he adopted him, the reason why he did not follow Miao Yuanshan's surname was because Li Fan, who was still in infancy at the time, was holding a piece of paper in his hand, which wrote his name and the reason for abandonment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fortunately, he was thrown at the door of Miao Yuanshan's house by his parents of the beast, and if he was replaced by someone else's family, he was afraid that he would be sent to an orphanage, and Miao Yuanshan and his wife did not treat him badly because he was not biological, but treated him like Miao Qiao and treated him as his own, so Li Fan has always been very grateful to them, and he also believes that they are his real parents, even if his biological parents come to the door in the future, he will not recognize him.

Since he knew that he was not born to his parents, Li Fan has always had a thorn in his heart, so he basically didn't go home for four years of college except for the New Year, and basically relied on his part-time job for living expenses on weekdays, which made Miao Yuanshan and his wife feel extremely distressed, but they were also very relieved, at least Li Fan's hard work is not a bad thing, and every year during the Chinese New Year, Li Fan will keep half of the money he earns at home, because their family is not rich.

A family that is not wealthy dares to adopt him, and this kindness is definitely greater than that of the parents who gave birth to him!

"What's wrong with Mom?" Li Fan asked anxiously, when he learned that he was not his own child, he had run away from home, Li Guirong was looking for him in the whole town at that time, and the expression of joy and tears when he found him is still engraved in the depths of his memory, and he will never forget, so when he heard that his mother was sick, his heart couldn't help but hang.

"Bowel cancer ......" Miao Qiao's voice was full of helplessness, although some cancers can be treated now, the cost required is extremely expensive, and it is by no means affordable for their family, under normal circumstances, Miao Qiao would not call Li Fan, but this time she was really helpless.

"How is that possible!"

Li Fan suddenly panicked, Li Guirong was fine during the Chinese New Year, why did he get such a serious illness in just half a year.

"Dad is borrowing money everywhere now, and even I asked here, and I'm really desperate, so I'm looking for you." The crying in Miao Qiao's voice never disappeared, and Li Fan had to comfort her first.

The two chatted for nearly ten minutes before hanging up, standing in front of the railing looking at the bustling city, his eyes full of worry, and the high medical bills made him extremely depressed.

Now all he can get his hands on is his music skills and superhuman combat power, the first thing he thought of was Jin Linyuan, but he quickly eliminated Jin Linyuan, he didn't want to owe too much to anyone.

Then he thought of his cheap apprentice Zhang Menghu, maybe he could find a fast channel from him, his music skills couldn't help him for the time being, and he could only rely on his own fighting ability.

After thinking about it, he summoned a heroic fire and quickly flew towards Jiangxin Square.

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"Master, do you want a way to make money quickly?" Zhang Menghu frowned, Li Fan stood in front of him and looked at him seriously, seeing this, he hurriedly took Li Fan to an angle where no one was, and the martial arts fans in the second layer looked at Li Fan curiously, the last battle with Zhou Yunfei had spread Li Fan's reputation in the Zhengda Gym.

"Master, tell me how much money you want." Zhang Menghu said, he really doesn't care much about money, what he values is fame and fortune, and he hopes to become the champion of Huaxia martial arts under Li Fan's teaching, because he can feel that Li Fan is a real master of national arts.

What is Guoshu?

A martial art that only kills, not performs!

"Many, hundreds of thousands, even millions!" Li Fan shook his head.

"Whew—so much?" Zhang Menghu gasped, he could still take out tens of thousands of yuan, but hundreds of thousands would be difficult.

Li Fan said anxiously: "So do you have any channels to make money quickly, there should be a way for a martial arts master like you, right?" ”

The four words of the martial arts master came out of Li Fan's mouth, making Zhang Menghu's old face blush.

"You want to fight black boxing?" Zhang Menghu cautiously asked, black boxing is not legal, at least three of the ten matches have caused death, even he does not dare to participate.

"Really?" Li Fan's eyes lit up, and his expression suddenly became excited.

"The black fist now is not like decades ago, almost all of the contestants are masters of national arts, and they are also outlaws, and they will take their lives when they fight, Master, you can't take risks!" Zhang Menghu persuaded that he had watched an underground fighting match, and the contestants directly tore the tiger alive, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Although he didn't understand what the national art was, Li Fan didn't care so much, he grabbed Zhang Menghu's arm and said urgently: "My mother is sick, I have to find a way to get a lot of money, you tell me quickly, with my strength, there is absolutely no problem!" ”

"Shhhh

Zhang Menghu was pinched by Li Fan and felt that his arm was about to break, and he hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, I'll take you there, let go quickly, let go quickly!" ”

Hearing this, Li Fan retracted his hands embarrassedly, and Zhang Menghu's heart shook at the same time.

What a terrifying power!

Zhang Menghu was both surprised and excited, and he was even more sure that Li Fan was a master of national arts, and this strength was not something that ordinary people could cultivate by exercising.

"Are you free now?" Li Fan said a little embarrassed, he realized that he was really too anxious.

"Let's go, I'll have to take you to a boss to see if he's willing to take you, but with your strength, it's definitely fine!" Zhang Menghu shook his arms and smiled, Li Fan suddenly smiled, and his gaze at Zhang Menghu became softer and softer.

The two did not procrastinate, and walked out of the Zhengda gym directly, Zhang Menghu drove a Land Rover, and Li Fan followed and sat on it.

During the drive, Li Fan suddenly remembered the national art mentioned by Zhang Menghu, and he couldn't help asking: "What do you mean by the national art master you mentioned earlier?" ”

"You don't know the national arts?" Zhang Menghu looked at him in surprise, it doesn't make sense, his strength and speed are terrifying and terrifying, it is definitely not human, what is not a national art?

"Tell me carefully, I've always been training alone, and I don't understand these things." Li Fan snorted, he was not stupid, he naturally saw that Zhang Menghu regarded himself as a master of national arts, he had to be ambiguous, and it was better not to expose this beautiful misunderstanding.

Zhang Menghu suddenly, self-righteous in his heart, regarded Li Fan as a disciple who was raised by a master, and had not yet been born, so he said his cognition of Guoshu: "Guoshu is the real kung fu of China, and it is said that the most heyday period was the end of the Qing Dynasty, such as Huang Feihong, Huo Yuanjia, Ip Man, etc., and later died out of many inheritances because of the anti-Japanese resistance, and it has declined for nearly a hundred years, but there is a faint trend of revival in the past ten years." ”

"As soon as the national art is shot, it is a killing, so many national art masters are restricted by the law, and generally do not make a move, but there are always some people with a short temper who hurt people's lives, and then begin to abscond, lingering in the underground world all year round to fight black boxing, as international mercenaries and so on."

"Of course, there are also many orthodox masters of national arts who are respected, such as Huaxia martial arts, it is impossible to rank among the top ten without a little internal strength, but none of them have promoted national arts to the outside world."