Obviously, at the moment when Lu Fan tried to stab him in the chest, he was already desperate because of excessive fear, thinking that Lu Fan would kill him and not give him any chance to survive. However, if he was a little more sober and less afraid, he might be able to find that the force used by Lu Fan's kick was actually not that heavy, let alone killing him.

But no matter what, the appearance of this man in black known as 'Mr. Fu' obviously gave him a lot of hope for survival. That's why he was so desperate and shouted for help with such an excited look on his face.

As for the reactions of these two people, Lu Fan didn't care too much. Instead, he looked at each other in silence with a blank face, narrowing his eyes. In his opinion, he only needed to understand that the other party was an innate level powerhouse, which was enough to understand how dangerous his situation was at this moment.

Because even with his current cultivation level, if he wanted to escape from an innate level powerhouse, the chance of success was less than forty percent. As a result, the hairs on his body stood up involuntarily, and his muscles tensed.

"Don't be nervous, young man. Don't worry, I have no ill will towards you. The gray-robed old man known as Uncle Fu seemed to notice the strangeness on Lu Fan's body. He was slightly taken aback, and then barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his old face.

"yes."

However, Lu Fan didn't buy it, and still stared at the other party expressionlessly, with a hint of indifference and resistance in his tone.

Obviously, as an angry young man in his twenties, Lu Fan was very dissatisfied with the other party's sudden and inexplicable blocking of his actions. When they quarreled before, why didn't this old guy come out? He had to wait until the other party kept provoking his bottom line regardless of life and death, making him so angry that he couldn't hold back his anger before he took action to stop him. Doesn't this mean that he Lu Fan is easy to bully? So what's there to talk about. It would be hypocritical to say more.

"Haha, it's normal for young people to be angry. And he did something wrong, but after all, he had to be merciful, merciful. Can you look at this old man's face and spare him once? "Mr. Nafu doesn't even know how old he has lived. He was born mature, mature, and he understood the stubbornness and stubbornness of young people. They have personalities and tempers, so he doesn't take it seriously. He just tried to convince them in a friendly way.

It's not that he's really hypocritical, a hooligan, or inextricably linked to the Ma family, but that Ma Shihao is the head of the Ma family, one of the five wealthy families in Hong Kong, and the five powerful families are the ancient martial forces that restrict Hong Kong's official power. One of the important 'tools'.

Therefore, if Ma Shihao dies, it is certain that the Big Five will be in turmoil. I'm afraid that even their ancient martial forces will have a headache for a while.

It's really unnecessary to argue just over such a trivial matter.

But this is just that he is considering the problem from his own point of view, and it seems that he does not take into account Lu Fan's thoughts. Dot. If you have to spare others, spare them. If it was true, even the knife scale was raised, he was still so kind and calm, and nothing happened. Then Lu Fan will no longer be Lu Fan. He doesn't have that temper.

"Yes." Then, he nodded calmly, looking like a well-behaved man.

Facing the strength of the opponent's innate master, although he knew that he was at a disadvantage, he would definitely not be stupid enough to grit his teeth. However, if one day, when he is lucky enough to reach that realm, today's scene will, he promises that he, Lu Fan, will definitely get it back.

One. Good. Wanted.

"Whoosh."

The next moment, hearing Lu Fan's words, Mr. Nafu nodded slightly, and just when he was distracted, the latter suddenly burst out with the power of his whole body, was activated like a cheetah, and rushed into the vines and thorn jungle outside the castle without hesitation. The speed of his explosion at that moment was unbelievable, leaving a small pool of bright red blood where he had stood before.

Unexpectedly, Lu Fan escaped, right under the nose of an innate expert.

In fact, no one expected that Lu Fan would make such a choice. In particular, the glaring blood stains left on the ground proved that he definitely used the method of self-destruction. At that moment, he burst out at an astonishing and terrifying speed, and suddenly fell from under the eyelids of an innate level powerhouse. The child fled.

As for why he ran away. It's weird. Obviously, Mr. Fu had no ill will towards him, but he reacted so violently for no reason and wanted to flee at the cost of self-harm. It's puzzling.

At this moment, if there is a young man in the second year of junior high school here who thinks about it carefully, maybe his eyes will suddenly light up and exclaim: "It turns out that this is a misunderstanding... ”

Yes.

This is a misunderstanding.

As a vigorous young man in his twenties, Lu Fan naturally didn't think about whether the other party really had any malice towards him, but only believed what he saw with his own eyes and what he thought in his heart.

Obviously, when Ma Shihao thought he was arrogant and used his power to bully others, the so-called Mr. Fu did not stand up for justice, but just stood by and watched the show.

But when it was his turn to be constantly provoked by the other party, and he was so angry that he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, this old guy stood up, pretended to be a peacemaker, and persuaded him to calm down. What does that mean. To put it bluntly, don't you think Lu Fan is young and easy to bully?

In that case, what else is there to talk about? It's just hypocrisy to say too much.

So he chose to escape. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

But in fact, this matter is indeed because Lu Fan is a little too aggressive, too stubborn, stubborn, and a little stubborn. That's why such a misunderstanding happens. But because of this, he is Lu Fan and an out-and-out young man. Otherwise, he would be as steady as an old man in everything and cherish peace. What's the point

"Hey, I didn't expect this kid to be so stubborn." Mr. Naf watched this scene for a long time, then suddenly shook his head and smiled wryly. It's just his first contact, so he really didn't expect Lu Fan to be so stubborn and have such a fun-loving temperament.

"Vice President, are you going to tell the people outside to stop him?" a powerful voice came from behind him. But I saw a bald man in a suit and leather shoes in the castle with many people, and he respectfully asked Mr. Fu for instructions.

Each of them had a strong aura on their bodies, as if there was an air current surrounding their bodies, and their eyes were as sharp as eagles. The impact of almost everyone's aura is not weaker than Lu Yaoyang's two-meter-tall black-clothed bodyguard. Naturally, everyone present took a breath and was stunned.

As expected by the ancient martial forces, these powerful and extraordinarily powerful people were actually just servants.

"Don't say it. No, with that kid's strength, you probably won't be able to stop him. But when the gentleman heard this, he shook his head with a wry smile, turned around on crutches, and walked slowly into the castle.

Based on his previous observation of Lu Fan's strength and that fight, he could naturally judge that this kid had at least the strength of a first-class ancient martial arts cultivator, and he was not even too far from the peak.

Therefore, in the eyes of Lu Yaoyang and Ma Shihao, the bald man and his group are considered to be a very terrifying elite army. But in the eyes of a first-class master of Lu Fan's level, it is nothing more than mediocrity. It was a complete dream to say that they wanted to stop him. Not to mention that Lu Fan had also activated some dangerous secret techniques before, which greatly increased his speed, but at the cost of his own damage.

"Hey, this kid is really the same old guy back then. The same moral character and bad temper... If I had known, I wouldn't have done anything. Not only did he make me look terrible, but I didn't know how the kid wanted to scold me mentally. Mr. Naf shook his head, growing more and more frustrated, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Originally, he was really kind-hearted, and he didn't want Lu Fan to be targeted by another old guy other than him in the Guwu forces because of this quarrel. An ancestor of the Ma family was kind to an ancient martial artist from the Hua G continent. Later, that person came to Hong Kong and joined the Hong Kong Guwu forces. By chance, he became a natural strongman, and he is still alive today.

But his good intentions do seem to have gone awry. Lu Fan not only used dangerous secret techniques to escape, but also left a very bad impression on the center. But all this is a misunderstanding. Misunderstanding.

Jiangnan Province, in a small courtyard of an inconspicuous farmhouse.

There are two rattan chairs and a small round table, on which are placed two cups of coarse tea and weak tea, and the two are quietly drinking tea.

One of the old men was about forty or fifty years old. He was dressed in a Tang costume, with white temples, but his eyes were particularly sharp, like an eagle's eyes. Both hands have bulging blood vessels on the fingers, which are particularly scary.

But the other old man looked much more ordinary. He was dressed in yellow coarse cloth, his face was wrinkled, and he looked very old. To everyone, he looked like an old man who was about to step into a coffin with half a foot, but his eyes were unusually bright and bright. Like a young man, full of energy.

"Senior brother, it's been almost twenty years, don't you want to see through the events of that year? You should also know very well that what happened that year cannot be blamed on Zhenguo, but only on the forced situation. The eagle-eyed old man held a cup of coarse tea, but he couldn't drink it. He looked at the calm old man in front of him and couldn't help but say.

If there were still old people in the ancient martial arts world here at this time, I am afraid that they would be extremely surprised and shocked to hear that this sharp-eyed old man would actually call another person his senior brother. You must know that this sharp-eyed old man is not only a famous natural powerhouse in Beijing, but also one of the founders of the top three special needs departments in the country, and also a legend of this special needs department. But now he actually calls another person his brother. Could it be that this seemingly ordinary old man is more powerful than him.

This, this, this is somewhat unlikely.

"Time is fate, it's just your choice. If you're here to persuade me, you should go back. You should know very well that I have been following Fang Ting since I was a child. For me, she is my daughter and my loved one. Where she is, I'll be there" The ordinary old man known as Senior Brother only smiled slightly when he heard this, and immediately picked up the teacup and took a sip of coarse tea.

"But is the old man unwilling to let the young lady go back now? Even Zhenguo put down what he was doing and prepared to come to Beishan in person. But why would you call in person to stop this? However, as soon as the sharp-eyed old man heard this, he directly put down the teacup and glared angrily.

Originally, the incident was forced by the situation. I can't tell who is right and who is wrong. At most, the old man's ideas are too outdated, causing a certain amount of resistance. But now his dad relented. Isn't it enough to be in his identity

"Why? Don't you think it's cruel to drag a man who has been indifferent for twenty years into that complex vortex again? Also, don't think I don't know, Zhenguo also has an older brother. How is his brother's son doing now" The ordinary old man glanced at the sharp-eyed old man lightly and said slowly.

"I, I'm... It was attacked by those southern Xinjiangers. Although the murderer was found in the end, the other party would rather die than take back the cup worm planted in the child. Now a few of us can only suppress the cup worm temporarily. If it breaks out again, we may not be able to stop it. The eagle-eyed old man listened, was stunned for a moment, and then said honestly and dejectedly.

No wonder they are the same age, but they can only be each other's apprentices in this life. It had been more than twenty years since they left the capital, but they still knew the top-secret information of the old Lu family in that city. Who wouldn't be satisfied with this approach?

"In recent years, the population of the Lu family has been decreasing. In Zhenguo's generation, there are only two direct male descendants. The next generation, strictly speaking, has only one, and that is the son of Zhenguo's elder brother. In your eyes, Xiao Lu is just an illegitimate child, and he is not recognized, right? The ordinary old man only smiled faintly when he heard this, and took a sip of his teacup, as if he was pointing.

"But now, doesn't the old man recognize him?" The sharp-eyed old man said reluctantly after listening.

Yes, the matter between Zhenguo and Fang Ting was not recognized by everyone in the Lu family, especially the old man was furious about this matter, and he refused to admit their relationship even if he died. As for the birth of that child, many people did not tolerate it. How many people are looking forward to the death of the mother and son. They secretly resorted to all kinds of despicable means, and finally forced the two to break up, forcing the latter to accompany a young woman. The child, who was only two or three years old, sadly left the capital and was forgotten by everyone.

But that's all in the past, isn't it? The old man has now relented, and is willing to admit the identities of Miss Fang Ting and her son, and accept them back to Lao Lu's house. What an honor. Why bother with the stupid things of the past.

Obviously, from his point of view, no matter how much Miss Fang Ting and her daughter have been wronged in the past twenty years, they can't match what the old man said. After all, as an old man, it is already very good to be able to say the words that negate him in his own words. Isn't that enough

But he didn't want to think about it. Because of the weakness of a certain man and a few words from an old man, the fate of a weak woman and an innocent child is turned upside down. How fair

"Uncle Ruan, you better go back." A kind and soft voice came from the doorway not far away, and a middle-aged woman in her forties, dressed plainly, walked in.

Although she is in her forties, the years still do not leave any mark on her face. Although her delicate face is now a little more weathered and tired, it seems to show her current maturity and intellectual beauty.

This is a kind-hearted woman, and her voice is as weak as ever. People can't help but feel pity and want to take care of her in their arms. But those who really know her will definitely know that if no matter how kind a woman is, no matter how stubborn and stubborn she is, she will be like when she left the capital alone and sadly, without making any noise or complaining, but with determination in her heart.

"Fang Ting, why are you here" The ordinary old man was a little surprised by Fang Ting's arrival, and asked with a hint of kindness. Originally, he didn't want her to know these things, but he didn't expect her to come like this by such a coincidence.

"I'm bored at home, and Xiaofei isn't at home, so I just want to come and see you, Uncle Ming." The middle-aged woman named Fang Ting smiled sweetly, and only at this moment did her voice have a clear sense of intimacy. For this old man who has watched her grow up and protected her for more than 40 years, she has only gratitude in her heart, and she has long regarded him as her only elder relative and father.

"Fang Ting, why are you so stubborn, do you know that Zhenguo is still alone for your mother and son, and he resolutely refuses to accept the wedding arranged for him by the old man. Actually, you should be able to understand that when you are in Lao Lu's house, in his position, sometimes you really can't help it. The eagle-eyed man was still unwilling to budge, said.

"yes."

But the middle-aged woman named Fang Ting only smiled slightly when she heard this, and said in her usual soft voice: "But I am now X used to this kind of life. Xiao Fei grew up healthy and healthy, and Uncle Ming also grew up. "He's with me as always, so I'm satisfied."

That's what she says when she speaks. She said it softly, but she couldn't refute it with her ears, because it was too punchy, full of stubbornness, and stubbornness.

"Hello." Hearing this, the sharp-eyed old man finally lowered his head helplessly and gave up the idea of continuing to persuade.

Obviously, this is not the first time he has encountered something similar. In the past, whenever the topic came to this point, it meant that he couldn't talk anymore. Because she still has that determination in her heart, except for her closest relatives, such as Mingbo and Xiao Lu, no one can convince her, so it is futile to continue, so she might as well just shut up.

At the same time, Lu Fanzheng, who was far away in Hong Kong, dialed Dong Wencheng's phone with a pale face.

"Secretary Dong is me, Lu Fan." His current condition is clearly not very good. Not only did his face look pale, but even his tone of voice seemed a little weak, which surprised Dong Wencheng, who had just fallen asleep on the bed on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Lu, are you okay, why is your voice..."He immediately sat up straight on the bed and asked anxiously, startling his wife Ning Qingyi, who was sleeping next to him.

"Old Dong, what are you doing......" she turned over and said with some dissatisfaction. However, before she could finish speaking, she was startled by her husband's anxious expression, and then she quickly shut her mouth. She knew that something serious must have happened, otherwise, it would be almost impossible for her to see her husband like this.