Listening to Zhang Dachuan's answer so happily, Chen Sheng's attitude on the other side of the phone was a little better:

"It seems that you really want to learn, then I said in advance, my tuition here is not cheap, and I pay the money first, and I will not return it halfway."

Zhang Dachuan is not the master who worries about money now, and immediately agreed.

Subsequently, he got Chen Sheng's contact address, and unexpectedly found that the other party was not too far from the villa where he was now.

He immediately rushed to his destination and found that it was an abandoned parking lot, and a man named Chen Sheng was waiting for him in the color steel factory in the parking lot.

Chen Sheng has a messy chicken nest head, wears a very cheap stall vest, and has a very strong tendon meat.

After the two exchanged names, the other party pointed to the corner of the factory and said to Zhang Dachuan:

"That's where I practice, let's go over and get acquainted with the environment."

Zhang Dachuan followed Chen Sheng to the corner, and then saw an open space of about twenty square meters, on which some "boxing" equipment was placed.

Huge tires, broken sandbags, thick iron chains for trailers...... There are also rotten fist gloves scattered all over the place.

This is the equipment in the other person's mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Dachuan did not appear to be very disappointed, but seemed interested:

"Yes, yes, so when are we going to start, now?"

Chen Sheng glanced at Zhang Dachuan in surprise again, and found that he didn't seem to be joking, so he finally became serious:

"You can start at any time, as long as you don't feel bitter."

Zhang Dachuan smiled and said to Chen Sheng:

"I forgot to tell you, I'm a small farmer in the mountains, and I'm not good at anything else, but what I'm best at is hardship."

"Come on!"

Chen Sheng is really an excellent teacher, and after only a few tricks with Zhang Dachuan, he knows what his problem is:

"There is actually not much difference between fighting skills and killing techniques, and it can be summed up in one thing - strength!"

"As long as the strength is enough, if you punch someone out and others can't catch it, that's a killing technique."

"You have enough strength now, what you lack is the experience of fighting with people and the 'ruthlessness' that dares to exert force when necessary, don't dismiss it, ordinary people are fighting, few people can have a 'murderous intention', if you can't get past this hurdle, then it can only be called fighting."

Zhang Dachuan benefited a lot, and he was convinced:

"Thank you for the teacher's advice, I understand what I am missing."

In the next half a month, Zhang Dachuan hardly returned to Bailong City, just stayed in the villa arranged by Wang Tiebiao, and came to the abandoned parking lot every day to conduct devil training with Chen Sheng.

At first, Chen Sheng wanted to let him practice his strength first, but after Zhang Dachuan kicked a big tire away, he silently skipped this step and taught Zhang Dachuan martial arts skills.

Thanks to the improvement of physical fitness, Zhang Dachuan has made rapid progress, and he will soon be able to fight back and forth with Chen Sheng, making Chen Sheng call him a "monster".

After getting the affirmation of the other party, Zhang Dachuan was full of confidence in himself.

He believes that if he faces Fan Linglong again, even if he can't beat him, he can more or less easily protect himself.

At this time, he received a call from Su Yun, so he said goodbye to Chen Sheng and returned to Bailong City.

……

Late at night, Jinhan Palace.

Fan Tingwei, who was rumored to have "thought about it behind closed doors" at home, was sitting and drinking with his father in the box on the top floor at the moment.

From time to time, Nichard Fan would glance at the door of the box, as if someone was waiting.

When the time came to half past nine, Fan Tingwei couldn't bear it anymore and asked Fan Chengli:

"Dad, didn't you say there would be ...... tonight"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure had already walked into the box, and Fan Tingwei immediately closed his mouth and looked at the uninvited guest.

The visitor wore a peaked cap, and the face under the brim was very ordinary, the kind that could not be found in the crowd.

But this person's eyes and the momentum emanating from his body made Fan Tingwei's heart awe-inspiring.

Sure enough, he found that his father took the initiative to stand up at this time, and enthusiastically stretched out his hand to the man in the cap:

"Hello envoy, I'm Fan Chengli, this is the dog Fan Tingwei."

"Tingwei, this is an envoy sent from above, and will be involved in our operation tonight, you and him...... Dare to ask what the envoy is called? ”

When the man in the cap heard this, he said lightly:

"It's good if you call me 'Bear General', as for the name, there's no need."

Fan Tingwei was a little unhappy when he heard this, and just wanted to express his dissatisfaction, but was stopped by Fan Chengli with a look.

"He's a warrior." Fan Chengli said quickly.

With this sentence, Fan Tingwei immediately shrunk his neck, and hid behind Fan Chengli like a quail.

Seeing this, General Xiong glanced at Fan Tingwei lightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

If he dared to speak just now, he would definitely slap him and teach him how to behave.

Even if Fan Chengli was present, he didn't dare to say anything.

Fan Chengli clapped his hands, and immediately two hot beauties walked in from outside, holding Xiong Jiang's arm on the left and right, and Yingsheng Yanyu pulled him to sit down.

Fan Chengli personally poured a glass of wine for the bear general and said enthusiastically:

"The envoy has worked hard from afar, let the two of them serve you well tonight, and I will toast you."

Who knows, Xiong Jiang just casually touched the cup with Fan Chengli, and after cleaning the wine in the cup, he pushed the two girls away and said lightly:

"No need, I don't like the woman who delivered it to the door, if you don't have anything to do tonight, I'll go back to the hotel and rest first."

"Just let me know when it's time to act."

After saying that, he actually got up and left, not giving Fan Chengli a chance to stay at all.

When the other party's figure completely disappeared from view, Hu Nangui, who had been standing in the shadow of the room, walked out and snorted coldly:

"What kind of idiot was sent from above this time, not only did he not announce his name, but he didn't even eat a toast."

"Do you want me to send a few people to test his depth?"

Fan Chengli waved his hand:

"Don't make a fuss, don't forget his identity, if a person is not caught by someone else's pigtails, it will only be you and me who will regret it at that time."

Although Hunan Gui was still a little unconvinced, he seemed to have thought of something, so he could only give up depressedly.

Fan Chengli comforted:

"Don't dwell on such trivial matters, the so-called big things are not informal, as long as he can help me succeed in this operation, I can bear a little offense."

When Fan Tingwei heard the "action", he immediately recovered his spirits and asked excitedly:

"Dad, when exactly are you going to start this operation?"

Fan Chengli glanced at Hu Nangui:

"Linglong, I haven't seen anyone else for a day."

Hu Nangui said:

"She said that recently she has gained some insight into martial arts and has gone to practice."

A trace flashed in Fan Chengli's eyes, I didn't know whether he was happy or sad, and finally turned into a sigh:

"That's fine, I don't want her to be involved in this operation."

"Then let's do it tomorrow night."