The branch of the Humen Dart Bureau in Yunhai City, the capital of Southern Guangdong.

Lin Zhen, who was specially preparing to come to participate in the once-in-a-decade Nantian Festival, had already arrived ahead of schedule.

In recent years, the industry of the Humen Dart Bureau slowly began to withdraw from the territory of Xijing.

Lin Zhen was drinking tea in the simple dart hall of the dart game, and from time to time he secretly glanced at the strong young man at the door who was tanned like black charcoal, with a pleased smile.

Under the scorching sun, the swarthy young man Jin Rooster stood alone on a single tree in the open space at the door of a standing dart game, with strong muscles all over his body.

A pair of outstretched and clenched fists of arms hung two pieces of iron and stone weighing more than a thousand gold, and they did not move at all.

After Lin Zhen finished drinking tea, he got up and walked out.

Lin Zhen looked up at his child

"Tired"?

"Not tired," replied the swarthy young man without distraction.

"That little bastard of the Chen family is also in Nanyue," Lin Zhen laughed mysteriously.

The swarthy man tilted his head and wondered, "Really"

Lin Rong shook his arms as soon as he slipped away, lifted the two pieces of iron and stone weighing a thousand gold in his hands, and jumped down directly.

"Rong'er don't be impatient, he will come to the Nantian Festival." Lin Zhen hurriedly said.

Unknowingly, the little guy Lin Rong has been accompanying his father Lin Zhen for more than ten years, except for practicing martial arts and boxing, he doesn't like to talk much, and Lin Zhen, who is a hero in the world, is clearly two personalities.

But Lin Zhen was really, really strict with him. When the darts are walking, the dart master of the dart board, and those guys, are either riding horses or riding carriages.

Only Lin Rong has always measured every inch of land with his feet.

From spring to winter, in the return of spring. It's been eleven years.

He never got bored at all, and he also knew that if he wanted to stand taller, he would have to suffer more. I don't want to look far behind my brothers in the future.

When I can't hold on anymore, I occasionally say to myself: "No matter how hard and tired I am, I have to hold on, my brother will need me in the future, and if you want to bully my brother, you have to ask my fist if you agree."

"Dad, where is Brother Changfeng?" Lin Rong asked.

"In the Clouds"

"Is the city far away in the clouds"?

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As the night fell, a strong and swarthy young man looked firmly ahead, walking like flying in the steep and steep mountain road, running wild all night.