"Mr. Jiang, don't blame, my bodyguard is a rough man, don't really hurt you, or you don't have to compete." Ming Weidong saw Fang Tianhua's posture and hurriedly persuaded him.

"It's okay, it's okay, can this big brother start?"

"Heh, okay, I'll let you punch me first, and then say that I bullied you."

Jiang Fan's physical realm has been transformed by the black technology of the refining mobile phone, and the appearance is extremely perfectly proportioned, without those burly muscles. So in the eyes of others, Jiang Fan's body will feel a little thin.

"Then you're welcome." Jiang Fan licked his lips.

He could see that the other party was also a good hand, and without the use of the purification charm, he should be at the same level as him.

But now the other party is obviously underestimating the enemy, and he makes a gesture to make him make a move.

Then don't blame me, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and go straight to you in one go.

Jiang Fan showed a hint of a smile, and he had already used the meditation blow he had experienced.

The body suddenly bounced up, and all the strength of his body converged on a punch, which hit Fang Tianhua's stomach directly.

When the strong wind brought by Jiang Fan's body came to Fang Tianhua's side, he also found that something was wrong, but it was too late to dodge.

So the eight-pack abs in his abdomen quickly tensed, like an iron plate.

At the same time, he waved his fist, at this moment, he couldn't care about the words that he wanted to punch him before, the other party's hidden strength almost overshadowed himself, and he wanted to give Jiang Fan a painful counterattack.

He believed that with his superior striking ability, he could resist the punch hard.

If the opponent is forced to give up the attack because of his fist might, he will take this opportunity to carry out a series of counterattacks.

It's a pity that there is no word dodge in Jiang Fan's dictionary.

Touch!

The two figures collided together, and Fang Tianhua was directly blown away.

Jiang Fan, on the other hand, took a few steps back, and the corners of his mouth were also smashed by Fang Tianhua's iron fist, and a wisp of blood flowed out.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, are you okay?" Seeing this, Ming Weidong hurriedly rushed to Jiang Fan's side, and saw that the corners of Jiang Fan's mouth were bleeding, so he couldn't help but reprimand.

"Tianhua, didn't I tell you to make a more restrained move, you~" But before Ming Weidong's words were finished, it was like he was blocked by something, and suddenly stopped, because he saw that the usually iron-clad man was still kneeling on the ground at the moment, his face was pale, and the cold sweat of the bean was dripping down, and he couldn't stand up after a few minutes.

Ming Weidong was shocked, when he was attacked by gangsters once, Fang Tianhua used his body to stab him, and then chased the murderer for hundreds of meters with a knife wound in the abdomen, and finally subdued him.

And at this moment, he couldn't even stand up, which shows how powerful this blow is.

Jiang Fan scratched his head embarrassedly when he saw this, "Mr. Ming was a little excited just now, and he didn't control his strength well, I'm really sorry." ”

"No, it's okay, it's all because he is not good at learning."

Looking at Fang Tianhua, who was still holding his stomach and half-lying on the ground, Mr. Ming couldn't help blushing for him.

Just now, he vowed to let the other party punch, but not only did he not let the other party punch him down.

Mr. Ming had always treated Jiang Fan with some contempt before, only to take care of his father's face, he treated Jiang Fan so politely, until he cured his son Ming Haoxuan's illness, and his outlook improved, but he was only regarded as a doctor with good ability, and he was not qualified to be on an equal footing with himself.

But at this moment, he had changed his mind, there were not many people who could knock him, the security chief, down, coupled with Jiang Fan's miraculous healing methods.

He felt that Jiang Fan was very likely to be someone from some ancient martial arts family or an unborn hidden master.

At his level, he still knows some secrets of this world, don't look at the big group that he claims to be among the top three in Xincheng.

But compared with those hidden families, the Guwu family, it is still far behind.

People just don't want to show their faces in front of the world, otherwise their company won't even be one-tenth of others. As far as he knows, the predecessor of a family was a famous warlord during the Republic of China.

How to compare the accumulation of that heritage with others.

Taking a step back, even if Jiang Fan has nothing to do with the family, he is by no means an ordinary person.

Therefore, Ming Weidong is very fortunate at the moment that he has always been a guest to Jiang Fan, so he can also make friends with a master.

After the competition, Fang Tianhua naturally agreed to Jiang Fan's request. Immediately arranged for him to attend the training camp.

Before leaving, Ming Weidong deliberately stuffed the black card in Jiang Fan's hand.

It looks like if you don't take this money, I can't afford to kneel for a long time.

Of course, Jiang Fan also accepted the money reluctantly.

He said no, no, but in his heart he thought not to stop.

For a poor sling who thinks about eating braised beef or Laotan sauerkraut every day.

A million-level bank card, the excitement cannot be described in words.

In the future, I will definitely stop eating instant noodles, eat fritters and drink soy milk instead, buy double portions, eat one and throw one away.

This is the most extravagant method Jiang Fan can think of.

Leaving Jinchi Hotel, Jiang Fan saw that it was still early, and then went to the blues bar.

Knowing that the God of Food tattoo is so harmful, he has been worried about Li Peipei's situation.

At this time, it was more than nine o'clock, and it was a time when there were many people in the bar, so Jiang Fan found a place to sit down, looking for this Li Peipei's figure.

"Jiang Fan, why did you come, Mr. Han has already looked for you just now."

After a while, Li Peipei saw Jiang Fan first, and walked over and said eagerly.

"Alas, these two days have been busy, and it's hard to put into words. Don't worry about it so much, how are you feeling now? Jiang Fan asked.

Li Peipei reacted for a moment before she understood Jiang Fan's question.

You're talking about the tattoo, it was okay a few days ago, but I'm too addicted.

I have enough hot pot, chocolate cake, and ice cream, and my body is getting better and better, so I don't have to worry about losing weight anymore.

Saying that, Li Peipei also stood up and showed it, with an excited look on her face, and she didn't see any worry.

Jiang Fan looked at her like this, and felt a lot more relieved, it seems that it is no big deal, maybe she accepted the tattoo late.

Li Peipei also showed a trace of sadness on her face after being happy: "However, I've been a little worried recently, my food has increased too much, and I can't eat enough." I didn't even dare to eat with my classmates for fear that they would call me a monster. ”

Jiang Fan looked at Li Peipei, and the vitality on her body also began to show signs of speeding up, and it must be solved immediately, otherwise it will affect her health.

"That tattoo can absorb people's vitality, and this is just the beginning, and it will get worse the further you go, until you run out of oil."

"Ah, really, what then?" Li Peipei only showed a scared look at this time.

"Don't worry, I have a way to get rid of that tattoo. You give me your hand. Li Peipei's outstretched hand suddenly retracted it.