Wei Zhuang and Han Jun's faces did change, but they didn't feel frightened, but they felt insulted.

I'm the one who has killed a first-class master.

Third-class master?

Who the are you insulting!

Wei Zhuang was speechless, and for a while he couldn't think of what attitude to shoot back, Qian Ruming saw that he didn't speak, so he thought that he was right, and immediately puffed up his chest to reveal an unfathomable expression.

He said to Han Jun eloquently, "After a short fight just now, I have already figured out your strength. ”

The corners of Han Jun's mouth twitched, and Qian Rufang continued: "Although your strength is not as good as mine, it is already good compared to ordinary people. However, your reaction speed is extremely slow, and it only took less than thirty percent of my strength to punch out just now, but you were able to dodge it, which shows that your skill is several times worse than mine. ”

Wei Zhuang almost squirted a mouthful of tea on Qian Rufang's face.

This guy is the same as Fan Xinglin, he is also a living treasure.

Wei Zhuang couldn't help but sigh, he didn't expect that the small Huwei City would gather two talents, Wolong and Phoenix.

Seeing that Han Jun's fists were clenched tighter and tighter, and his face was getting more and more ugly, Wei Zhuang planned to remind him, after all, they had just arrived in Huwei City, so it was better to be more stable, not to mention that the most powerful group of people in front of him was only a third-class master, and Han Jun could easily put them down with a limp.

It's a waste of time and meaningless.

Who knew that at this time, Qian Rufang turned his head and spoke to Wei Zhuang.

"You must be curious, I can see your realm, right?" Qian Ruming smiled indifferently, "Don't be too surprised, after all, I also came from this stage, and I can see through you with just a glance." ”

Wei Zhuang took a deep breath and asked, "What do you see through me?" ”

Qian Rufang looked down at Wei Zhuang, and a strong sense of oppression erupted all over his body.

Of course, this is the perspective of money as life.

And from Wei Zhuang's point of view, Qian Ruming just tried to hold back his face, and then stared at him, as if he was still a little cross-eyed.

After a long time, Qian Ruming spoke again: "You and I are both martial arts people, as your seniors, I want to remind you that it is good for young people to have momentum and self-confidence, but you must remember that self-confidence should be based on real strength, not sitting here drinking tea and pretending to be unfathomable." ”

When Wei Zhuang heard this, he picked up the teacup and took another sip.

Seeing this, Qian Ruming didn't get angry, but smiled coldly, nodded and said, "Like, it's really like." ”

"Like what?" Wei Zhuang asked.

Qian Ruming looked up at the sky in the distance outside the door, sighed, and said abruptly for a long time: "Like me at the beginning." ”

After saying this, Han Jun couldn't help it, and he was about to rush forward and beat him.

Wei Zhuang grabbed him and said to Qian Ru very seriously: "Please tell your story." ”

Qian Rufang's melancholy gaze passed through the clouds, drifting into the distance with the shallow moonlight, suddenly, a sense of melancholy came to his heart, he opened his mouth slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, he wanted to tell his own story - the sorrow of a third-class master.

……

All of the above also originate from Young Master Qian's own perspective.

From Wei Zhuang's real point of view, Qian Ruming was not only cross-eyed, but also a little short-sighted, he kept squinting his eyes in the distance, and then somehow, the expression on his face began to distort, laughing for a while and crying for a while.

This guy can't be crazy, right?

Wei Zhuang was puzzled, Qian Rufang had already begun to tell.

"That year, I was in my youth like you, and I met a beautiful and touching girl......"

"I love her so much, I studied martial arts hard for her......"

"Suddenly a donkey went crazy......"

"In the end, I defeated the big wolfhound and injured my right arm......"

"That girl doesn't love me, I regret it, I hate it, I'm not willing to ......"

"I buried her with my own hands......"

"I broke open the grave and clung to her bones and wept bitterly......"

"Oh my God, can a master only spend his life in loneliness and pain, I don't, I don't ......"

After Qian Ruming finished speaking, he won't show his perspective this time, and directly look at Wei Zhuang's real perspective.

Wei Zhuang saw that his expression was hideous, and tears and snot flowed to his lips, but he didn't care, opening his mouth wide and expressing his emotions wantonly.

About the story he told......

It can only be said that Qian Rufang's cultural level is really limited, and he didn't explain it for a long time.

Wei Zhuang only felt sorry for that girl, this person was really miserable, he dug a grave after being killed by Qian Rufang, and he was not at ease until he died.

"Ahem, ahem!" Qian Ruming coughed violently a few times, wiped away his snot and tears with a wipe of his sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "Now, you understand what kind of existence the master is." ”

Wei Zhuang nodded and took a deep breath.

No way, if he didn't adjust his breathing, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Qian Ruming's eyes were red, staring at Wei Zhuang and said, "Boy, I tell you this in the hope that you will remember that you can be crazy when you are young, but be careful not to be blind, your attitude, I don't like it very much." ”

"Then what are you going to do, Master Qian?" Wei Zhuang asked "sincerely and fearfully".

A big master of money, as if he had said that Qian Ru was in his heart, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he quickly put on a cold expression: "You and I are both martial arts practitioners, so naturally we must follow the rules of the martial arts, and you injured my Qian family slave just now, and this account will naturally be paid back." ”

As he spoke, Qian Rufang called out the thin man who had been beaten just now and asked him, "How did they beat you just now?" ”

The thin man said aggrievedly: "Young master, they just slapped me five times, kicked me ten times, and finally threw me out of the door. ”

This is pure false accusation.

Qian Rufang's face was also gloomy when he heard this, and he said to Wei Zhuang: "There is revenge, there is revenge, there is revenge, next, you need to be slapped ten times by my slave, twenty kicks, and thrown out of the door twice by me." ”

"There is revenge...... Shouldn't it be five slaps and ten kicks, how come you have doubled it? Wei Zhuang asked.

Qian Ruming snorted coldly, arrogant: "Because he is a member of my Qian family, our Qian family, even a dog is not something you untouchables can afford to provoke!" ”

In this way, Qian Rufang finally showed his true face.

A gentleman who will repay his eyes and has a fierce heart.

At this time, Fan Xinglin had already prepared the medicine and walked out, he wrapped the plaster in paper and put it on the table, and he sat behind the counter and watched the excitement with interest.

Wei Zhuang spread his hands: "What if I don't accept it?" ”

When the words fell, the house slaves behind Qian Ruming all showed fierce expressions, as if they were going to rush over and fight Wei Zhuang at any time.

The atmosphere was a little cold, and Qian Rufang's face was ugly.

Wei Zhuang and Han Jun put away the medicine, took out the money bag and handed it to Fan Xinglin.

The fun is over, and they're leaving.