was grounded for three months, and as soon as Wang Anfeng was released, he immediately pulled his friend Li Yan, took a plane from the magic capital to Hancheng, and then transferred to Xingcheng.

When he called, Li Yanzheng was glaring at him with slanted eyes.

“...... You wait at the train station, I'll be right there. ”

Anderson hung up the phone and drove to the train station.

There is no airport in Xingcheng, and the train station is crowded on weekdays, and there are naturally more people in early spring.

An Qisheng searched for a while before finding Wang Anfeng and the others in the crowd.

"You, are you Anqisheng?"

Wang Anfeng looked at the person who came and was a little surprised.

The person who came was wearing a white martial arts uniform, with an inch head, deep eyes, and although his figure was not burly, he was also slender and well-proportioned.

If it weren't for the fact that his facial features hadn't changed, Wang Anfeng couldn't believe that this was An Qisheng.

"Get in the car."

Anderson smiled and opened the door.

"Senior Brother An's body...... Seems to be getting better, huh? ”

After getting into the car, Li Yan looked at An Qisheng's eyes a little strangely.

When the few people met more than four months ago, Anqi was thin and fell down as soon as the wind blew, which could be regarded as a very weak kind.

In just over four months, Anqisheng has changed so much?

Didn't you say that you have a terminal illness and don't live for more than a year?

"Much better."

An Qisheng didn't say much, just hit the steering wheel and headed towards the suburbs.

"That's good."

Li Yan said and glared at Wang Anfeng fiercely.

That's it, dare you say that you can't survive this year? Looks so much stronger than you!

Wang Anfeng was also a little confused, could it be a misdiagnosis?

If they had known this, they would not have rushed to Xingcheng in a hurry.

"Actually, I've already booked a ticket from Hancheng to Modu, but since you're here, it saves me money."

An Qisheng was insightful about the intention of the two.

It's nothing more than knowing that he has no more than a year to live due to a terminal illness, and he hasn't moved for four months, and he is afraid that he will die.

However, this is also human nature, and there is nothing to say.

"It's our ...... that we're anxious"

Li Yan smiled bitterly.

"I heard that your house still has a martial arts gym, is this going to a martial arts gym?"

Wang Anfeng was a little embarrassed and diverted the topic.

"The martial arts hall has closed down, and now the equipment is in the suburbs, and I have been living there recently."

Anderson said casually.

When he was a child, An Jianzhong opened a martial arts gym, but since he got sick, An Jianzhong closed the martial arts gym and took him around to seek medical treatment.

After seeking medical treatment, there were few people in the martial arts hall, and I couldn't open it if I wanted to.

All the facilities are in the villas in the suburbs.

"That's a pity."

Li Yan shook his head.

"There's no pity, the real thing can't be taught, there's no need to mislead people's children."

Akisheng had good driving skills, crossed a few street corners, and returned to the suburbs.

In recent years, the environment in Xingcheng has become more and more bad, the air in the city is very poor, and villa areas in the suburbs have come into being.

The villa area is deep in trees, and the environment is nice and suitable for living.

"Teaching boxing is not an overnight thing, you have worked hard all the way, let's rest for a while."

In the living room, after pouring a cup of tea for Li Yan and the others, An Qisheng walked to the kitchen, and the medicinal food he had boiled was just right to eat.

"What does this smell like?"

Wang Anfeng covered his nose with a look of disgust.

"This is the medicinal diet of the training camp?"

Li Yan frowned, and smelled the strong smell of herbs in it.

"Yes, this is a medicinal diet that is suitable for my own physique, which is summarized from those seven recipes."

An Qisheng put down the medicine pot and scooped up a large bowl first.

"Summarize it yourself?"

Li Yan's eyes widened.

In the military training camp, each medicinal diet is summarized by artificial intelligence according to the different physiques of individuals, and the amount and type are strictly controlled.

Can you sum it up yourself?

You think you're an artificial intelligence?

"This tastes amazing."

Wang Anfeng resisted the desire to vomit and gave a thumbs up.

The people who can eat this thing are really not ordinary people.

"You'll taste it later this year."

Li Yan glanced at him.

"No, I'm not going to eat this thing! Aside from the difference in nutritional effects, what's the difference between this thing and? ”

Wang Anfeng shook like an electric shock, shaking his head like a rattle.

The corners of An Qisheng's mouth twitched, this kid really didn't speak well.

"Huh."

Li Yanhui sneered: "If you have the ability, you can tell your second sister." ”

"Anyway, I won't eat it!"

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth.

An Qisheng chewed and ate a big bowl slowly, and then glanced at Wang Anfeng slowly:

"If you want to eat, you won't have a share here!"

In addition to being unpalatable, this medicinal diet has another word, that is, expensive.

In the past four months, he has spent more than 2 million on this medicinal diet alone, and the average is close to 20,000 a day!

Half of his liquidity was smashed here.

Poor and rich are not just talking.

"Who is rare?"

Wang Anfeng muttered in a low voice.

"Senior Brother An, you can't eat medicinal food indiscriminately, is it really okay for you to do this?"

Li Yan couldn't help but remind.

It is a medicine with three parts of poison, and the medicinal diet in the training camp is checked by artificial intelligence, real-time monitoring, and adjustment of the amount, but Anqisheng does not have this condition.

"Probably can't eat the dead, anyway, no matter how bad it is, it's not much worse."

Anderson scooped another big bowl.

He had Grandmaster Hudan as a comparison, and he naturally knew the good and the bad, but there was no need to tell Li Yan and them.

Thinking of An Qisheng's terminal illness, Li Yan no longer persuaded him.

"Okay, Senior Wang, come with me, I'll teach you Bajiquan."

After eating all the medicinal food, An Qisheng got up and walked to the courtyard.

"Okay."

Wang Anfeng had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and immediately followed up.

Li Yan shook his head and went upstairs to his room.

He didn't have much interest in Bajiquan.

"Baji boxing, and there are eight poles to open the door, the center of the eight poles and other sayings, pay attention to the body to move, three sets of relying on to control people, with courage and strength, violent and hard rush is famous, there are two ways of boxing. One is called the eight pole shelf, and the eight pole shelf is said to be ......."

In the courtyard, An Qisheng practiced Bajiquan for Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng is the descendant of the great master Wang Honglin, although the essence of Bajiquan has lost a lot, but there is also some foundation, and it is much easier for An Qisheng to teach.

In just half a month, Wang Anfeng's eight-pole shelf is already decent.

At the same time, An Qisheng found that while passing on Wang Anfeng's Bajiquan, his own mentality should also be adjusted to a beginner's perspective.

For his own boxing skills, it actually has a lot of benefits.

"This is the truth of reviewing the old and learning the new, many things that I thought I had fully mastered, but in fact I have not completely mastered them, and there are many deficiencies."

Looking at Wang Anfeng, who was practicing the eight-pole frame in the courtyard, An Qisheng had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

At this time, An Qisheng's eyebrows suddenly tingled.

"Not good!"

An Qisheng's eyelids jumped wildly, and he turned over and jumped out with a force under his feet.

Burst!

Almost as soon as An Qisheng jumped out, the vase behind him suddenly exploded.

"It's a gun!"