Zhang Fan was completely angered by Brother Dong's words, and the little brothers who surrounded their sister and brother could only feel the white shadow in front of them flicker, followed by a figure being thrown out, followed by a heavy sound of "bang".

Everyone present, they were almost stunned by the scene in front of them.

The bald man named Brother Dong was thrown out of the distance by Zhang Fan in an instant, and he was lying on the ground in his dying breath at the moment, like a fish running onto the shore, gasping for breath. Presumably the injury was not light, and a few ribs were broken.

"Big brother..."The little brothers looked frightened! All of a sudden, he stared at Zhang Fan as if he was looking at a monster. Is he a person? Brother Dong's body is already tall and burly, but he was thrown out by this inconspicuous kid with a push of his hand, and now he looks half-dead, which really frightens everyone.

The eldest brother was knocked down, and the younger brother was stunned, who would dare to embarrass Zhang Fan?

"Whew! I...... I will never let you go...... Paralysis! What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and take me to the hospital! In the end, the protagonist of this farce was carried away by several Xiao Luo Lou.

To be honest, Zhang Fan has not woken up from this farce. He was just angry, and he didn't notice how he threw the bald head out.

Like, he just pushed, and then the bastard flew out, and it didn't seem to take any effort at all.

Could it be because of the relationship between the picture scroll of the "Supreme Old Man"? He just hurriedly made a comparison, is it really that amazing?

"Xiaofan, are you okay? Why are they all gone all at once? Listening to the situation, these bad guys seem to have been driven away by their younger brother, so Zhang Jing wondered in his heart, how could his younger brother have such great ability?

"It's okay! Sister, your hands are still bleeding, I'll bandage you. Zhang Fan shook his expression, many changes in his body, although he didn't understand the reason, but he had time to explore and discover slowly in the future.

"Hmm!" Zhang Jing nodded and acquiesced to Zhang Fan's words.

"Huh! It's strange, how can I feel that there is a thick ancient aura echoing here just now? ”

On the street, a beggar dressed in tatters, holding a bowl in his hand and a wooden stick, kept looking around, and kept muttering to himself, "Could it be that my old man has a problem with his sense of smell?" No! It must not be like this! Such a strong aura seems to be what only Zhongque martial artists should have, right? No, you have to find those disciples and grandchildren to ask about the situation. ”

The beggar kept muttering to himself, and then he walked towards a ruined temple on the west street of the city. This is a city god temple, which has not been refined for many years, has been idle, and it is also dilapidated, and it has become a dilapidated house.

After the old beggar walked into the ruined temple, several beggars who were also dressed in tattered clothes immediately appeared, and they looked at the old beggar with respect.

"Help." Several young beggars greeted the old beggar respectfully.

The old beggar nodded slightly, and he paused and said, "Yes! I came to you today mainly to ask you about one thing, just now, it seems that there was something big going on in Dongcheng Street? ”

Several beggars looked at each other, and they all shook their heads. Just shaking his head, one of the older men said, "There doesn't seem to be a big thing, but there is a small thing, but there is a ......."

When the old beggar heard this, his eyes flashed, and a touch of golden light passed away: "Tell me!" ”

"That's right! It's the bald brother on Dongcheng Street, he was beaten up! His younger brothers were busy getting him to the hospital. ”

"Oh! So, that splash is suffering? Hehe! It's okay to save this kid from oppressing the good people without knowing the sky, and it's good to give him a little bitterness! By the way, do you know who beat him up?" The old beggar suddenly became interested.

"It's a young man, and he has an older sister who runs a flower shop on Dongcheng Street, and it seems that they had a dispute over some protection money, and I didn't pay attention to the specific situation at the time." The young beggar scratched his head and said with a humble face.

"Hmmm! Go ahead! I get it all. The old beggar waved his hand, and the rest of the beggars, they left the ruined temple like ghosts. After everyone left, the old beggar was muttering to himself, "Hehe! A young man? Could he really be the man I have been looking for for for so many years? ”

Tung Cheng Street flower shop?

The old beggar's eyes flashed, and a flash of golden light suddenly shot out! Like the aurora in the night, it is extremely bright.

Night.

Zhang Fan lay on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep. He taught the bald brother a lesson during the day, and he wasn't worried that those little gangsters would come to take revenge on their siblings.

If those trash don't know what to do, Zhang Fan doesn't mind giving them a bitter taste. He couldn't figure out how he could have become different from ordinary people.

His eyes were able to see through, and he had gone from initial horror, then doubt, and apprehension, to surprise now. A lot of emotional blows, but it hurt him.

Especially when he was self-taught, he compared the secret of the "Supreme Old Man", and he inexplicably possessed a good martial arts skill, which was like a dream, not real at all.

Alas!

Zhang Fan turned over in frustration, and for no reason, he found that outside the window, there was a huge black shadow, almost blocking the window. Bat? What! Where in the world did such a big bat come from?

Zhang Fan's breath was suffocated! In the dark night, he could clearly see that it was not a bat lying outside the window, to be exact, it should be a person, an old man who had met with dirt.

"Huh! Young man, when you saw me like this in the middle of the night, why weren't you scared at all? "The person who came turned out to be the old beggar in the broken temple on Chengxi Street in the middle of the day.

Zhang Fannu smacked his mouth, quickly got up on the bed, and stared at the black shadow with a wary face: "I'm afraid of you ball!" Say, what do you want to do with your old thing picking up someone's roof in the middle of the night? Robbery? Or robbery? I'm so sorry! I don't have either. ”

"Tsk! Looks like I've really found the right person today! Are you an Earth Xuanwu or a Zhongque? The old beggar swished, came straight through the window, and fell without making any sound, like a ghost, which made people jaw-dropping.

it! Is this the "bone shrinking skill" that has fallen on the people and has been lost for many years? Look at how small that window is, this old man actually didn't have a trace of effort, and swooped in, and he couldn't help but make people rush to the horror!

At that time, Zhang Fan had already gotten out of bed with his feet on his feet, and the old beggar appeared in front of him without saying a word, even if Zhang Fan was bold, this scene could make him take a few steps back in fright, and he stared at the visitor with incredible eyes for a while, before asking, "...... Who the hell is it? What are you doing here in the middle of the night? But I'll tell you, I'm a poor boy who doesn't have any extra money. ”

"Huh! Look at how lonely you are! Young man, don't worry, I won't rob money, and I won't rob sex! So, you and I don't pose any harm to you. ”

The old beggar said as he sat down on Zhang Fan's simple wooden bed, with a pair of eyes that kept turning and kept scanning at Zhang Fan, "You haven't told me yet, are you an Earth Xuanwu or a Zhongque?" ”

At this moment, Zhang Fan was confused, "I don't understand what you're talking about!" What earth mysteries? And what's in the middle? I'm just an intern medical student, and if you ask me how many acupuncture points there are in the human body, or how many bones there are, I might be able to answer you a question or two. ”

Zhang Fan's eyes swept and he found that this dirty-looking old man was a little unusual. The danger has been eliminated, and there is no hidden weapon on the old man, but when Zhang Fan's eyes continue to look down.

He was startled for no reason. What did he see? The old man had a thumb-sized bead on his lower abdomen. What does this mean? If it is discussed from the perspective of martial arts, the three cokes in the lower abdomen are the dantian.

Could that be Danjing? It's like the same as an enlightened monk, once they pass away, will they leave relics behind after they die?

"Huh! What are you looking at, lad? So obsessed? Can you tell me? The old beggar stood up suddenly, and a dangerous look shot out of his eyes.

Zhang Fan suddenly felt bad, the old beggar suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Young man, I'll take you to a place." ”

Poor Zhang Fan didn't have time to make any statement, he had been ripped out by this crazy old man, and he swept away from the open window, like the wings of a bird, and rushed down.

It's not going to be smashed, is it?

Just when Zhang Fan was uneasy, soon, his feet had touched the hard floor.

Oh!

What kind of place is this? A strong stench came over the room. It was dark again, but this was not a big problem for Zhang Fan.