89 Comparison

Zhang Fan was looking forward to the scene of practicing this arrow step, and was about to get up and say goodbye and go back to practice this martial art.

But at this moment, there were several voices like scoundrels outside the courtyard: "Big brother, sister-in-law, I'm back." Is there anything to eat...... Well, it's so fragrant, does my sister-in-law know that I'm coming back, and she's going to pick up the wind for me? ”

When Zhang Defa heard this voice, he frowned and sighed.

"This is my unsuccessful brother, Zhang Decai."

As he spoke, he saw a man walking outside the door.

The man was in his forties, his hair was cleanly shaved, and his head was as shiny as a light bulb.

The way he walks, he looks like a ruffian.

However, Zhang Fan could see at a glance that although this person's steps were vain, between his breaths, he was definitely a cultivator.

And the level is not low, at least higher than your own level.

Ordinary cultivators can only judge the level of others by virtue of their speed and strength during battle.

But Zhang Fan is different, because he is a super martial artist, and he was promoted by devouring blood cores.

Therefore, he can judge the opponent's level by relying on the blood core aura on the opponent's body.

Of course, this is relative to people of lower rank than him.

And when he meets someone who is higher than him, he can't see the other party's level.

Zhang Fan couldn't tell the level of this person, which meant that this person was at least an 8-level quasi-martial artist.

When Zhang Decai saw Zhang Fan, he frowned: "How can there be any living people?" ”

Zhang Defa said angrily: "Mother is seriously ill, but you are at ease outside. ”

"Didn't I go out to raise money?"

Zhang Decai said as he poured water for himself.

"Where's the money?"

Zhang Defa asked in a cold voice.

Zhang Decai poured a few sips of water and said: "Now people's hearts are not ancient, and there are few good people. No one lent me at all. ”

Zhang Defa said coldly: "With the strength of your level 8 quasi-martial artist, it's not easy to make money?" As a result, you gamble all day and lose all your money. Another wackful debt, and then disappeared without a trace. Those creditors couldn't find you, so they came to me and asked me for an account. Most of my savings over the years have been paid off to you. Otherwise, how could he not even have the money for his mother's treatment? ”

Zhang Decai smiled, not impressed at all: "It is natural for a brother to repay his debts." Besides, my father was gone, and my mother was paralyzed in bed. As a brother, you don't take care of me who takes care of me. ”

Zhang Defa glared at Zhang Decai.

"This time, it's all about losing the money again, right? And I heard that I raised some money, and I'm going to come back to ask for it, right? ”

"Hehe, brother, you still know me. But this is my mother's money for treatment, and no matter how much I have no conscience, I can't ask for it all. You can just give a dozen or two hundred thousand, enough for me to spend. ”

Zhang Defa listened, only to feel tightness in his chest.

"...... You get out of my ......"

Zhang Decai smiled and said, "It's time to roll, but it's not too late to get the money when you're done eating." ”

As he spoke, he was about to go to the kitchen.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something: "By the way, brother, isn't my father's notebook still there." As long as you sell it, let alone hundreds of thousands, you can have millions, and you still have no money? ”

"You don't want to type the idea of a notebook!"

Zhang Defa almost vomited blood again.

Zhang Decai grinned and said: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, but you don't have a son and a half daughter, when you hang up, don't you have to leave the notebook to me?" When the time comes, I will finish practicing, and then I will copy seven or eight hundred copies casually, take them to the street and sell them, and become a billionaire in an instant. Hehe, there are such treasures that you don't sell, I don't know if the brain is squeezed the door. ”

"Poof......

Zhang Defa really spit out a mouthful of blood this time.

"Get the hell out of me...... cough cough cough ......"

Zhang Defa coughed violently.

"Dwarf oil, why are you still vomiting blood? It's not too young, why is the temperament still so big? If you're angry, then your family property or something, and your notebook won't all be mine? ”

Zhang Decai ran over, wiping Zhang Defa's blood with a rag, while continuing to anger him.

"Ahem, ahem...... Get lost...... I just burned the notebook, and I won't give it to you. ”

Zhang Defa roared in a low voice.

"Look at it, look at it, tsk ......"

Zhang Decai wanted to continue talking, but suddenly saw the notebook in Zhang Fan's hand, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Brother, isn't this a notebook left by my father? You didn't even give it to me, you actually gave it to an outsider, are you! ”

As he spoke, he grabbed it.

Zhang Fan's eyes were quick, and he directly put the notebook into his arms.

"Nima's, you dare to rob my family's things, look for death!"

Zhang Decai said, and swung at Zhang Fan with a punch.

"Brute, stop me, cough cough cough ......"

Zhang Defa coughed and shouted.

Zhang Decai turned around and said, "Brother, are you crazy?" How could you give this treasure to outsiders. ”

Zhang Defa took a deep breath and barely suppressed his anger: "When my father left, he said that if he met someone who was destined, he could give it to him, and it was useless to keep it anyway." This little brother is destined for me, why can't I give it to him? ”

"Him?"

Zhang Decai glanced at Zhang Fan disdainfully: "Fate with him?" Why don't you say you have a leg with him? And my father said that even if you meet someone who is destined, you must meet three conditions before you can give it to him. This guy, can he be satisfied? ”

Zhang Fan was dazed when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Defa.

Zhang Defa gasped for a few breaths and was speechless for a while.

Sister-in-law Zhang heard the quarrel here and rushed over at this time.

While comforting Zhang Defa, he explained to Zhang Fan: "Before my father-in-law left, he said that this notebook could be given to someone who was destined. However, three conditions must be met: first, a level of at least a level 5 quasi-martial artist, because only a level 5 quasi-martial artist can practice archery; Second, the actual combat ability must be very strong, and it must be able to beat Defa; Third, the character should be good. ”

Zhang Decai nodded proudly: "Sister-in-law has a really good memory." That's right, only by reaching these three can you justifiably get my old man's notebook. You guy's hair hasn't grown, at most he is a second- or third-level quasi-martial artist. Not to mention beating my big brother. So, it's better to stay where it's cool. Dare to covet my baby, believe it or not, I'll kill you! ”

Zhang Defa's cough gradually subsided, took a few breaths, and said: "He doesn't care about my mistakes, and he can be regarded as a favor to our family." For the benefactor, I can send it if I want to, but it's not your turn to interject. ”

"Benefactor? Neither can benefactors. The last words that our old man said, do you want to disobey them? Do you want to be an unfilial son who is scolded by others? ”

Zhang Decai said with a smug look on his face.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he scolded in his heart: This guy is too shameless. You yourself have such a virtue, and you even have the face to say that people are not filial sons. How can a person be so shameless?

However, it is undeniable that Zhang Decai's words just grasped Zhang Defa's weakness.

Zhang Defa has been filial to his parents all his life and is a well-known filial son.

Now when I heard that I had disobeyed my father's last words, my body trembled.

Then he looked at Zhang Fan with a pale face: "Little brother, I'm afraid ......"

Zhang Decai said proudly: "I'm afraid you don't have much of a chance." Get out of our house now, and don't show up in the future, otherwise Lao Tzu will see you and beat us once. ”

Zhang Fan didn't even pay attention to Zhang Decai, and said to Zhang De: "It's okay, isn't it just these three, I'll try." ”