"Repay the favor?"

Li Xiaoxiao squinted at Chu Fan and sneered: "I think he's here to take revenge!" ”

"Isn't this purely because you are stupid and kind, and you came here to eat?"

"You're still in charge, I think you're just a good look, not a brain!"

"I don't know how Master taught you!"

That's a pretty unkind remark.

Originally, Li Xiaoxiao's first impression of Zhang Guangmu was quite good.

After all, this person's appearance and temperament are unusual, giving people an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and as soon as he opened his mouth just now, he mentioned the "Feihong School" instead of the "Feihong Swordsmanship Club", Li Xiaoxiao felt that he was a person who followed the etiquette of ancient chivalry in his bones.

But now, Li Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that another voice in his head was very reasonable.

Chu Fan was speechless.

Brainless things, he did do a lot of things, and he didn't have any majesty and image in front of Li Xiaoxiao, the little junior brother.

At this time, even if you want to refute it, you can't refute it.

After spraying his own senior brother, Li Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked at Zhang Guangmu.

He had planned to use a cold and mean tone to drive this guy away.

I don't know why, when the words came to his lips, Li Xiaoxiao's tone unconsciously became much softer: "You just said that you want to join Feihong as a swordsman and help win ten games in the top swordsmanship league." ”

"Okay, I'll analyze it with you now."

Li Xiaoxiao took a deep breath: "First of all, [Yijian] is okay, after all, it is a one-man sword, with me, not to mention all the wins, as long as the luck is not too bad, if you encounter those old monsters in a row, you can win more than eighty percent of the victories." ”

"But ......"

"What should I do if I encounter [Ask Sword]?"

"The top sword league is not the kind of secondary league where you can kill indiscriminately with a good player, [Ask Sword] has a lot of weight, and [Ask Sword] needs at least three swordsmen."

"Feihong can't even get people together here, how can you fight?"

"Let the head of the house go down in person?"

Hearing this, Chu Fan's eyes flickered, his lips moved slightly, and he seemed to be a little tempted.

"Actually, I ......"

"Shut up!"

Chu Fan just said three words, and was yelled back by the little junior brother.

He was aggrieved and coaxed by the side, not daring to interject at will, so he could only be an honest listener.

"Last ......"

Li Xiaoxiao stared at Zhang Guangmu with burning eyes: "Through your eyes, I can see that you are not an ordinary person, nor are you the kind of hot-headed amateur swordsman." ”

"Perhaps, you have a good talent, you work behind closed doors, sharpen a sword for ten years, and you do have good swordsmanship."

"But the problem is that as a swordsman, there are four elements that must be met, all of which are indispensable."

After a pause, Li Xiaoxiao's expression and tone were very serious, as if he was talking about some sacred topic: "[Spirit Sword Fit]!" [Swordsmanship]! [Body Method]! [Battle Wisdom]! ”

"Zhang Guangmu, among the four elements, you are not satisfied with at least two."

"In the [Body Method] item, you are negative!"

"When you go to Yijian Terrace, you can only be beaten as a stake."

Li Xiaoxiao felt that what he said was a bit too much, and it was simply heart-wrenching.

But when Zhang Guangmu heard this, he knocked his leg with a crutch, nodded solemnly, and agreed: "You are right." ”

"At least in this regard, my shortcomings are very obvious."

"Still, I have a way to make up for it."

"This problem will be solved soon."

Zhang Guangmu asked with interest: "What is the second article you said?" ”

Li Xiaoxiao didn't answer directly, but pondered for a moment, and his tone was faint: "I'm starting to be impressed by you." ”

"Even if you face your own flaws, you can maintain a calm and unfazed state of mind."

"This kind of [super dust mentality] can almost be used as a hidden attribute, which can be counted as the fifth element of a swordsman, in this regard, you are very good, but you are unlucky, and you have not met a powerful leader."

"The second point I just mentioned refers to combat experience...... Forget it, no one is born with a lot of combat experience, and this point cannot be used to criticize you. ”

Speaking of which, in fact, Li Xiaoxiao has already begun to appreciate Zhang Guangmu a little, but his mentality is a little unchanging, so he followed the previous words: "Okay, even if you don't mention the four elements of swordsman, do you have a spirit sword?" ”

Obviously, the answer is no.

The most valuable thing on Zhang Guangmu's body is probably the pair of freshly baked crutches.

"A kind reminder."

Li Xiaoxiao sighed: "There will be injuries and deaths in the Sword Fighting League, which is much more cruel than swordsmanship lovers imagined, especially the Feihong Sect ...... with many old enemies."

"Don't lose your life on impulse."

After a lot of talking, seeing that Zhang Guangmu was still unmoved and conceited, Li Xiaoxiao simply chose to be out of sight and out of mind, snorted lightly, and left the hall directly to train and hone his swordsmanship.

"He's not happy to see anyone at this time, don't be like him."

Seeing that his little junior brother was gone, the head of the family, Chu Fan, jumped out to be a peacemaker.

Chu Fan didn't have Li Xiaoxiao's prejudice, and directly brought Zhang Guangmu into the hall, and helped make a cup of tea, and the two chatted like this.

It's just that......

After chatting with Zhang Guangmu for less than three minutes, Chu Fan couldn't bear to listen to it anymore.

When they met in the park before, he vaguely realized that Zhang Guangmu was a miserable young man.

After exchanging two sentences, he knew what it meant to be unlucky in the true sense!

- Looking for a bank loan to go to the Spirit Sword Training Institution to apply for a card, but the people in the sword room ran away directly; went out to work and worked overtime at night, encountered the murder of the underworld forces, was chased and killed, although he was still alive, he was cut off the spine pillar, and he was directly paraplegic.

There are all kinds of indications that those "wicked people" are still chasing and killing Zhang Guangmu, a witness to the murder.

When they first met, Zhang Guangmu said that the debt collector was chasing and killing him, but in fact, he was afraid of scaring people away.

The bank was still relatively polite, and if he was caught, he would be thrown into prison for labor reform.

The key is those underworld elements......

"Tsk......"

Chu Fan listened secretly, and always felt that the person in front of him seemed to be involved in some conspiracy.

But I didn't mix it well.

The Feihong Sword Club has a financial deficit, and the capital chain is about to be broken, which is not bad.

In the entire club, there are only two people, Chu Fan and Li Xiaoxiao, and two spirit swords.

"Sreel, Shepherd, McGard, ......"

Chu Fan recited the names of those who used to be the 'pillars of the sect': "It's really a tree falling apart, it's only been a long time, and one by one they have all rolled up and run away......"

Zhang Guangmu responded with a smile: "Personnel loss is a good thing, it is equivalent to starting from scratch, like taking over a brand new club." ”

"Is there a more professional, realistic, and fun business development game than this?"

Hearing this, Chu Fan felt that Zhang Guangmu's mentality was really good, and when he was about to incarnate as an interviewer to discuss swordsmanship with him, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, but saw a strange young man with dark purple eyes at the door.