Shen Xue raised her eyes and looked at this young man with extraordinary bearing, with a faint curiosity in her eyes.

She had a very hazy and real feeling, and she always felt that she had seen Qin Fan somewhere, as if she had known him for a long time.

But the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, and she couldn't remember it, and her eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

"The seniors' martial arts have stepped into Huajin, and they are so young, their achievements in the future are limitless, just now we Meng Lang. Yuan Xuejun lowered his head and sighed.

In the martial arts world, martial arts are respected, there is no age difference, and whoever has high martial arts is a senior.

Qin Fan touched his nose and said, "But your son is at fault first, not only did you not educate him well, but instead asked me to come to the door to apologize, what do you think I should do?"

"This ......" Yuan Xuejun was upright, gritted his teeth and said: "The dog is rude, I took him to apologize to you, and I am compensating my seniors for one million as a little of my heart, what do I think of my seniors?"

If one million was placed in front of a really ordinary college student, I am afraid that I would have been very excited a long time ago, and I agreed to it, but with Qin Fan's strength, it was easy to get the money in his hands, and he didn't care about this money at all.

"One million to send Hanako?" Qin Fan frowned.

Yuan Xuejun smiled bitterly, he naturally understood that for a martial artist and martial artist was enough to make those powerful people rush to him, this amount of money was indeed nothing, but his martial arts hall income was only a few million every year, and there was no way to compare it with those consortia.

Yuan Xuejun's wife suddenly exploded and said: "One million is already good, don't think you are great, my father is also a martial arts master, he may not be afraid of you......"

"Smack!" Before she finished speaking, Yuan Xuejun turned around and slapped her in the face hard, hitting her crisp and loud, "Shut up, is there a place for you to speak?"

Yuan Xuejun's lungs were about to explode, this woman didn't understand the power of a martial artist at all, if she really provoked Qin Fan, the entire Yuan family would be in danger of overturning, although he could also invite a master, but who wanted to get along with a martial artist?"

Qin Fan didn't pay attention to this kind of woman, shook his head and said, "I don't want money, but I still have to break Yuan Heng's leg once, and it's good to help the dog Zhang Changming." ”

"What? You're going to break my son's leg?" Yuan Xuejun's wife covered the red and swollen flames, her eyes teary.

Even Yuan Xuejun frowned, how is Yuan Heng messing around, after all, it is his own flesh and blood, and breaking Yuan Heng's leg in front of so many people is equivalent to directly slapping the Yuan family in the face.

Xu Tianfu suddenly said: "Qin Fan, your martial arts are good, but aren't you afraid of bullets and guns?

At this point, Yuan Xuejun's head flashed, although the Sect Master of Transformation is powerful, but after all, he is still a mortal in the flesh, even if he has external skills with Black Zhenyuan, he can't resist hot weapons such as Gatling and armor-piercing bullets, after all, he has been addicted to martial arts for too long, forgetting that this is a modern society with hot weapons.

"No, I can't. Qin Fan shook his head slightly.

Outside the martial arts hall gate, a black old-fashioned Ford stopped at the entrance of the martial arts hall.

A young driver opened the door and got out of the car, walked to the back seat and pulled the car door, his palm blocked above, and a man wearing a silver moon shirt with a white beard walked down from the car, exuding a faint detached temperament from top to bottom.

Wu Lao, it has arrived. The driver spoke.

The old man who got out of the car raised his head and looked at the high-rise buildings like giant beasts, but there was a trace of displeasure in his eyes, and he frowned slightly.

"Hey, people's hearts are not ancient, and now this society is too impetuous after all, and there are not many people who can calm down and practice martial arts. ”

The driver said in a low voice: "Old Wu, Mr. Yuan is also for everyone's life to be better." ”

"Hmph! I have lived a better life, and I have focused on business operations, but my martial arts have fallen behind, and I have not advanced an inch, which is a shame for Wu Jiyou!"

The old man snorted coldly, and the frightened driver lowered his head.

Wu Jiyou shook his head and said, "That's it, I heard that someone injured Heng'er and made trouble in the martial arts hall, just so I came out of retreat, and I took a look by the way." ”

The driver nodded, trotted forward, pushed open the glass revolving door, and the two took the elevator to the seventh floor.

The entire seventh floor is the territory of the martial arts hall, and the walls of the corridor and the reception desk are posted with information about the martial arts hall recruiting students, and the two female front desks saw Wu Jiyou walk in, and immediately shouted respectfully: "Old Wu." ”

Wu Jiyou just hummed lightly, and walked in with his hands behind his back, he is an older generation of martial artists, and he has devoted most of his life to martial arts, but with the reform and opening up, the financial beast has crushed the world, and many people respect the truth of the supremacy of money, and it is difficult for anyone to practice martial arts with a pure heart.

"I can't imagine that with such a big martial arts hall, I can't find someone who can be my successor. Wu Jiyou shook his head and sighed.

If this weren't the case, how could their Fuzhou martial arts world be overwhelmed by a ronin from a foreign country.

As soon as he walked to the door of the largest training room, Wu Jiyou suddenly stopped, and there was a sound of quarrel inside.

Yuan Xuejun and Xu Tianfu's faces were extremely stiff, they didn't expect Qin Fan to give no face at all, and he had to break Yuan Heng's legs, didn't it make it difficult for people to step down?

"Dad, don't let him break my legs, I'm your own son!" Yuan Heng's face turned pale with fright.

Kang Ting also pleaded: "Qin Fan, forget it, Heng Shao also offended you by accident, and you don't want to forgive others." ”

Steward Xie also stood up at this moment and said, "Mr. Qin, otherwise, forget it, my junior brother is willing to apologize to you and admit that he was wrong." In the blink of an eye, Steward Xie's title changed to Mr. Qin.

Qin Fan snorted coldly, his gaze slowly swept over everyone's wonderful faces, and said lightly: "I have to ignore people? If I don't have the strength to chase the wind as a knife, then I will ignore it? If I am an ordinary person and I have to kneel and bow my head today, how can you let me go?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone was silent, everyone knew that he was reasonable, if Qin Fan was really weak, I am afraid that he would be forced to kneel and kowtow today, and even be seriously injured, but now that he sees that others have strength, he will not let go of the 'reason'.

"Steward Xie, when I was reasonable, you told me about power and strength, and when I had strength, you reasoned with me again?

Steward Xie's face turned blue, and he had to keep his head down and be silent.

Suddenly, Yuan Xuejun's eyes fell on the door, and he saw an old man in a moon-white shirt walking in, and his face instantly showed joy, as if a person drowning in the sea had grasped a life-saving straw:

"Master, why are you here?"

"Dad!" Yuan Xuejun's wife's face showed joy at the same time.

"Grandpa!" Yuan Heng was even more overjoyed.

Steward Xie also quickly stood up, and respectfully arched his hand and shouted, "Master." ”

Wu Jiyou is one of the directors of the Fuzhou Wushu Association, a famous martial arts master, and he is quite prestigious in Fuzhou, and even big families like the five major families have to give him a little thin noodles.

What's more, Wu Jiyou is still Yuan Xuejun's father-in-law, and this level of relationship is there, and everyone's pressure is much less.

"Wu Lao. Xu Tianfu also respectfully shouted.

"Master. ”

"Master. Xu Xueqing and the others also shouted with their disciples.

Wu Jiyou frowned, looked at Yuan Xuejun and said, "As the owner of the martial arts hall, you take your disciples to bully others and shield your bastard son?" Wu Jiyou also knew something about what Yuan Heng was doing outside, but he was addicted to martial arts and just turned a blind eye.

"Dad, he bullied us. Yuan Xuejun was almost crying.

Wu Jiyou's eyes penetrated through the past, and he saw a young man in sportswear standing with his hands in his hands, without even turning his body, and couldn't help frowning, he was also a hero in Fuzhou, and he was so big, looking at his age and Heng'er, he was just the same size.

"He's a young man bullying you?" Wu Jiyou snorted coldly and strode up.

But when the man slowly turned around, Wu Jiyou was stunned and froze directly in place.

(End of chapter)