On the second day of the first month of May, a few days away is the mango planting.

The winds from the south brought abundant moisture, which made the always arid city of Jinhai full of water several times.

After the rain is gone, the dusty streets and alleys are renewed, and with thinner and thinner summer clothes, it makes the men, women and children in the city feel a little more refreshed.

It has been ten days since Hong Fan Martial Arts broke through.

During this time, he went to the ethnology as usual and made no public progress.

But in private, Hong Fan is constantly familiar with and adapting to the new realm from all aspects, and by this time, he has reached the best state.

Today is the day of rest, and for the first time in two months, Hong Fu has not seen his brother go out of the city to practice martial arts.

In Hong Fan's small courtyard, the two of them played chess for fun in the shade of the locust tree for a long time.

In the past, the two cousins were chess opponents, but today's Hong Fan is a chess force that has skyrocketed and is like a fire.

For most of the afternoon, Hong Fu lost seven games in a row, and the twenty-one copper plates sent out were high on the opposite side of the chessboard.

"No, no, it's too hot today, I can't play this chess......"

At the beginning of the eighth game, the little fat man saw that he was in the wind again, and immediately stirred up the chess game and refused to give in.

"When did Brother Fan secretly win chess, but he came to trick me first?"

He got up and wiped the sweat from his face, looked at the calm and relaxed brother, and his eyes rolled around to find a reason to get the lost copper coins back.

At this time, there was a call from outside the door.

"Fan Gongzi, I have your message."

The visitor stopped at the gate of the courtyard and did not come in, but leaned against the wall of the door to look in.

"I'm here."

Hong Fan got up to greet him and copied the copper coin he had won.

"Fan Gongzi, my name is Ah He, and I am on duty at the side door today."

The subordinate in green clothes said respectfully.

"Just now, a half-grown child came from outside the house, and it was said that someone in Du Kangju asked him to pass a message to you."

Hong Fu said that it was not a big deal, since Hong Fan made two moves in the genealogy, the ripples quickly spread.

Now ordinary people no longer dare to despise him.

"Just one word, saying that the person you want him to pay attention to is on the second floor of the restaurant at the moment."

Seeing Hong Fu in the courtyard, Ah He deliberately lowered his voice.

"I received it, thank you for your hard work."

Hong Fan shook his head when he heard this, and casually slapped twenty-one copper coins in the palm of the other party's hand.

Ah He was rewarded, bowed lower, said auspicious words in his mouth, and went away happily.

"Brother Fan, that's twenty-one big money!"

Hong Fu was distressed, and when he saw that Ah He had gone away, he couldn't help but complain.

"You might as well give it back to him......"

But when the little fat man's eyes met Hong Fan, he couldn't say any more.

"You play by yourself first, I'll go out and do some small things."

Hong Fan said softly.

The voice landed, turned around and strode out of the courtyard gate.

"Oh."

Hong Fu was stunned when he heard this, and instinctively responded.

It wasn't until Hong Fan's back disappeared at the mouth of the alley that he came back to his senses and muttered in a low voice:

"What 'playing by myself', when I was a child?"

"Let's talk about how a person plays chess......"

However, after only two sentences, he stopped again.

Hong Fu turned around and walked a few steps, unconsciously pulling up the collar to breathe, only then did he realize that there was a layer of fine sweat on his body.

He recalled Hong Fan's gaze just now.

It was a gaze that the little fat man had never seen before.

It's like a sword at the first moment of unsheathing.

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The central section of Anning Street in Jinhai City is the most crowded area of businessmen.

The two-storey Du Kangju is located in a remote location in the middle of Anning Street, which can be regarded as a mid-range restaurant in Jinhai.

At five o'clock in the evening, the sun has not yet become sunset, and there are already several tables of guests in the building.

Among them, on the second floor, there is a good position facing the street by the window, and it is Jiang Youde and his three teammates who are riding in Zhuyi.

Several people are lifelong friends, with good food and wine, and the atmosphere was originally harmonious.

But since Jiang Youde accidentally saw the reflected half of the broken tooth on the liquid surface of the wine cup, it suddenly turned sharply.

Wine poured sorrow on the bowels and complained about self-reliance.

Seeing that the guests on the second floor were sparse, several men expressed their hearts.

Zhu Yiqi, who was born in a family and a good family, can complain about nothing more than clichés.

For example, Hong Jiayan Liugong has reservations about his surname;

For example, the unique benefits of young masters after entering school;

Another example is the horizontal practice method that will only be used with foreign surnames, which is detrimental to potential and longevity......

But a few people complained a few words and then each shut up, unable to continue.

Complaining is complaining, they all know that this karmic art is given by the Hong family.

At the same time, Hong Fan, who was dressed in a plain white suit, turned the alley and stepped into Anning Street.

His gaze was far away from Du Kangju, locked in the table by the window on the second floor.

Then, go straight ahead.

Maybe it's the solemn temperament, or maybe it's the outstanding appearance, Hong Fan walks silently, and still attracts a lot of attention.

On the long street, everyone was chasing the light, and for a while they had the intention of killing Wei Jue.

With such an obvious abnormality, several martial artists naturally would not miss it.

Jiang Youde put down his wine glass and glanced sideways, and at a glance he noticed Hong Fan who walked to Du Kang's house and stood still.

"Master Fan, it's a coincidence that I can see you here on the rest of the day."

His temperament was still unsubdued, and this greeting was extremely cold.

When the enemy met each other, there was no intention of talking.

But Hong Fan's reply stunned a few people at the table.

"Jiang Jiaoxi, there is no coincidence today, I am here to find you."

Hong Fan raised his voice and said loudly, and his voice fell on everyone's ears without restraint.

"As a child of the Hong family, I, Hong Fan, have always been dedicated to martial arts, and I don't want to be troubled by trivial pickles."

"I'm here to find you, to solve these things together."

When they heard "I'm just looking for you", everyone pricked up their ears and knew that there was a lot of excitement to see.

As soon as the word "Hong Fan" came out, the crowd was even more noisy.

In the past month, the story of "crying because I don't know the taste of meat for many years" has long been known to everyone under the spread of good deeds.

It's just that the protagonist of the matter has always lived in a simple place, so the name is not right.

At this moment, Hong Fan Zhenren appeared, and among the discussions that sparked, there were more favors for him.

Without him, how could he be a bad guy if he was so handsome?

It was noisy, and even other high-rise restaurants on Anning Street opened many windows one after another, intending to take a look at the excitement.

The warmer the environment, the colder the mood of the parties.

"Fan Gongzi, how do you want to solve it?"

Jiang Youde got up and stood against the railing and asked.

"My generation of martial artists, of course, is solved with fists."

Hong Fan replied categorically.

As soon as these words came out, several people, including Jiang Youde, all sneered.

"You're going to fight me?"

Jiang Youde clasped his arms and looked down at Hong Fan condescendingly.

There are no stupid people who can serve in the Zhu Yi Cavalry for many years.

All kinds of calculations flashed in his heart, and he consciously touched the mind of the comer.

It is nothing more than a repetition of the old trick, using the name of the master and external forces to force him to publicly submit to softness.

If it was peacetime, Jiang Youde would rather make amends to Hong Fan than fight.

Even if the other party broke half of his teeth, but the words "respect and humility", how could he forget that he was born in a family?

You can't write two words in one stroke.

But just a few taels of strong wine were in the stomach, and the resentment in the stomach was brewed.

At this time, he was challenged by Hong Fan in person, but Jiang Youde was a little unwilling to retreat and could not retreat.