The group was led by an old man: the old man looked extremely strong, his eyes were embarrassed, and he looked at Jin Shan with a look of anger, as if he wanted to hack Jin Shan to death on the spot.

Originally, I heard Jin Shan say that everyone here practices martial arts, but Bai Fan still thinks it's not a big deal: at best, they are just some villagers who practice martial arts.

But seeing the situation of these young adults who practiced martial arts, Bai Fan realized that he was wrong again: these people definitely didn't seem to be some villagers who could only do some superficial martial arts!

Everyone was carrying a stick, but the stick was actually a solid iron rod at least five centimeters thick, and it was a pit when it hit the ground! And the youngest child in that group was only seven or eight years old and could carry it effortlessly!

It seems that this village is not only very profitable, but also maintains a fairly good tradition of martial arts.

The sticks of young adults are even thicker, and some are almost close to the thickness of their little arms, and they all look full of deterrence.

"Village Chief, don't panic! I've already brought a special person to deal with this matter: this is Mr. Bai Fan, a leader in our industry, and he was specially hired by me to deal with that ironclad corpse! Rest assured. ”

The village chief looked Bai Fan up and down, stomped on the ground with his cane, and then scolded: "Jinshan, don't try to deceive people!" If you don't have hair on your mouth, you can't do things firmly! How old is this kid, you say he can catch ironclad corpses? You're really fooling me, aren't you? Not to mention the iron-armored corpse of this blank, my grandson can't beat it when he is ten years old this year! I'm seventy years old, and it's not a problem to deal with ten of them! ”

Bai Fan couldn't laugh when he heard it: People in this place use their body to determine their combat effectiveness?

"This ...... Village Chief, you have to believe me, Mr. Bai Fan is really not what you think. Jin Shan smiled bitterly and continued to defend himself, while a group of young and middle-aged people surrounded Jin Shan and looked at Jin Shan with a look of resentment, one of the middle-aged men pointed at Jin Shan and scolded: "My family is so easy to raise five cows, and they were torn apart by the iron-armored corpse in one night!" A cow costs tens of thousands! You pay! If you don't pay for the two legs that were broken today! ”

Jin Shan's face turned pale with fright.

In the past, Jin Shan relied on the fifth brother of Niu Pi's subordinates to send people to protect him, and after the fifth brother was directly beaten away by Bai Fan, Jin Shan had no support in this regard: although he was rich, he also knew that it was not a good thing to associate with people like the fifth brother, so Jin Shan went out without bringing anyone else.

But who knew that he ran into hard stubble like this, and was shaved hard.

Some other young adults came directly to Bai Fan, but these guys didn't want to fight Bai Fan, but kept looking behind Bai Fan.

Zhao Yuwei basically didn't plan to work when she came out with Bai Fan this time: she was directly wearing a white shirt and miniskirt, revealing a pair of long legs and murdering all the eyeballs along the way...... But no one can deny it: those legs are so straight! That's long! People's legs are legs to play for years, and this leg can play for at least three years!

Looking at a group of men looking up and down at their legs, Zhao Yuwei sneered and said, "How can you look at it?" Come on! This girl likes macho men the most, come up and try it! ”

A few young people are really ready to move.

"Alright." Bai Fan looked at the village chief expressionlessly: "I'm here to solve the problem, not to fight, where was your cow killed?" Take me to see it, and I'll deal with that ironclad corpse. ”

The village chief looked at Bai Fan and sneered with a gloomy expression: "Little young, don't talk big here, you guy must be a liar like Jin Shan!" Do you really think that our Wugang Village can be a second time for you? Acquaintances immediately compensate for the loss of our village! Otherwise, you're afraid that you won't be able to get out of bed for three months after being beaten! ”

Bai Fan is happy.

"Okay, you're confident in your village's fighting power, aren't you? Okay, okay, it looks like you won't be convinced at all if you don't try it. ”

The village chief was also happy when he heard this: "Listen to what you mean, are you going to try it with the young people in our village?" ”

Bai Fan smiled: "It doesn't seem like it's really okay if you don't fight?" What do you see, village chief? ”

A group of young people made a hehehaha sound, and they all glared at Bai Fan with bad intentions.

Zhao Yuwei was angry and directly clenched her fists and scolded: "A group of idiots! I'm ......."

Bai Fan directly stopped Zhao Yuwei from continuing, shook his head and said to Zhao Yuwei: "If you don't reveal some skills in this matter today, you really can't do it, so let's try it with them." ”

Zhao Yuwei swallowed the words 'champion of the martial arts competition' back into her stomach, and clenched her fists with a murderous expression: "Okay!" I want to see what these villagers are capable of. ”

Bai Fan also saw it: these people and villagers didn't trust themselves at all after they went to Jinshan, and if they didn't show some skills, there was nothing they could do.

"Hehe, little girl, you also practice martial arts in this body? Stop pretending in front of grandpa. The village chief smiled: "If you really want to compete, call that kid here." ”

The village chief pointed to Zhao Yuan!

In Bai Fan's team, Zhao Yuan should be regarded as the closest to orthodox martial artist: both his body and muscles give people a feeling full of explosive power, and under Bai Fan's hands, this guy has never smiled and kept his face tight, which is a deterrent, so the village chief feels that Zhao Yuan is the real master at a glance.

"You have a crush on him? Okay, then you have one there, let's try it. Bai Fan nodded and smiled.

"This offspring is practicing marksmanship, right? We're all practicing stick tricks here......"

Before the village chief could speak, Zhao Yuan directly stuck his rainstorm pear spear upside down on the ground: "It's okay, just give me one of your sticks." ”

The shot that was stuck in the ground was directly inserted into the ground at least half a meter thick.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan took the initiative not to use the spear, someone immediately threw an iron rod to him.

However, the guy who threw the iron rod was obviously not at ease: he found a solid iron rod at least five centimeters thick, weighing at least forty kilograms, and threw it directly high: if he couldn't catch it, he was afraid that he would be injured all of a sudden.

And Zhao Yuan jumped up directly and caught it in the air, then danced a flower gun with one hand, and then played with both hands, and immediately pinched it in the palm of his hand: "Not bad!" Come on! ”

Seeing Zhao Yuan's calm and neat appearance, the village chief knew that Zhao Yuan was not so easy to deal with, and after looking left and right, he pointed to a tall young man: "Qiao Zhuang!" Here you go! ”

A man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall and sturdy and carried an iron rod more than two meters long walked out.

"This is Qiao Zhuang of our village, you try it with him!"

(End of chapter)