Chapter Seventy-Five: The First Warrior

Fan Xincheng was eating wedding wine, his table was more prosperous today than the groom's house, and there were waves of people who came to toast.

The groom was his apprentice, and many of the people who came to the wedding were his apprentices, and when the apprentices saw the master, they were not allowed to have a glass of wine. The bride and groom are all local native children, and their relatives and friends are also local villagers.

This made Fan Xincheng very satisfied.

The thatched hut is comparable to the Jinluan Palace, where the wheat straw nest sings and plays nonsense! There is no standard for people to say how well they want to eat and how good they want to wear in their lives. Generally speaking, it is comparative, so there is a saying that it is better to be the head of the chicken than the queen of the cow.

A person is only better than most people around him at one time and one place, and he will generally be satisfied. The same was true of Fan Bocheng at this time! Although he was only a rural village on the outskirts of Shanghai, Fang Yuanbaili's respect for him made him very satisfied.

Most of people's lives are less than the top and more than the bottom, so having a good attitude is happiness.

When a young man hurriedly ran into the hotel room and muttered a few words in the ear of Fan Xincheng's eldest apprentice, the eldest apprentice's face couldn't help but change. Fan Xincheng, who was busy drinking happily, muttered a few words in his ear, and Fan Xincheng's face changed.

He almost dropped the glass in his hand to the ground.

In the end, he finally held back, beckoned a disciple, and after a few words in his ear, he took the lead in leaving. As a result, as soon as he left, the table he was sitting on was empty with a bang.

The disciples on the surrounding tables asked each other questions and left their seats in twos and threes.

For a while, the groom's friends sat down a few tables, and everyone couldn't help but talk about it, and after inquiring, they learned that someone had smashed Fan Chengxin's field.

The so-called Fan Chengxin's land is actually a warehouse of ten miles and eight inches.

As mentioned earlier, these warehouses are involved in security issues and business grabbing, so they generally need to be managed by powerful people. Otherwise, you often don't often throw something, or someone will come to make trouble at the end of three days, and the merchant will keep it with you.

Fan Xincheng has many disciples in these ten miles and eight villages, so he can say a few words about everything. Coupled with the family boxing method, he has been quite famous since his grandfather's generation, and no one dares to mess with it easily. When everyone finds the business opportunity of warehousing, they can't help but think of him. First, he can mediate the contradictions in these ten miles and eight villages. On the other hand, it can also fight against outside forces.

In fact, Fan Chengxin's main income comes from these warehousing businesses, but it is Wang Erhe's business to rely on warehousing to lend usury. Fan Chengxin just took a little tap. But Wang Erhe's brother-in-law has a problem with him, which is a trouble for him.

Fan Chengxin is certainly a bit powerful, but compared to Wang Erhe, it is far behind.

Moreover, not only Wang Erhe can't be provoked, but he can't afford to provoke the force behind Wang Erhe.

thinks that Wang Erhe jointly oppressed several big bastards around him, forcing him to be cornered, and even his own sister was disfigured. Later, relying on the force behind him now, in less than two days, he even bribed and cut people, and beat those big bastards into bare poles.

For a while, everyone said that something big had happened, and the public security would definitely crack down.

But until Wang Erhe took the throne, the public security did not dispatch. When the dust settled, the public security dispatched, but they arrested all the thorns of several big bastards who refused to accept Wang Erhe.

This time, this place no longer sings against Wang Er.

Therefore, when Fan Xincheng heard that Sun Liren had an accident, he was more anxious than anyone else. In this area, who doesn't know that Wang Erhe hurts his sister. Fan Xincheng walked all the way, and couldn't help but regret that he had drunk a little too much today, and his steps were a little fluttering. While walking, he asked about the situation at the time, and listened to people learn things, and he was even more worried.

Liu Zeng and Zhou Kun both gave people a trick to overturn, and they must have encountered hard stubble before.

He stretched out his hand to beckon the eldest apprentice, and was busy whispering two words in his ear. The eldest apprentice nodded, and hurriedly changed directions and left.

A group of people rushed to the warehouse, and they were immediately dumbfounded, only to see that in the open space in the middle of the warehouse, Sun Liren, Liu Zeng and Zhou Kun, as well as two strangers, one person with a small wooden box buckled on the ground, sat on it. In the middle, a piece of wood was used to gather the fire, and two people were holding disposable chopsticks in their hands, inserting potatoes and burning them on the fire.

This is a potato from a vegetable vendor, and he plans to stay here for two days, and then sell it when the price is right.

Over there, Wang Yibing and Xie Cunguan were roasting potatoes, and Wang Yibing also gave Xie Cunguan a lesson on jungle survival, generally talking about what water can be drunk and what water cannot be drunk, and what plants can be eaten and what plants cannot be eaten.

It's like drinking water in the jungle and drinking from those who have worms in the water.

If you can give birth to insects, it means that it is not toxic, and if there are no insects in the water, there must be some toxicity in it.

Seeing Fan Xincheng coming, Sun Liren stood up. Xie Cunguan turned his head to look at Fan Xincheng and said to Sun Liren, "Sit down!" Sun Liren glared at him unconvinced.

Xie Cunguan said softly: "Do you want to break your finger again!"

Sun Liren immediately wilted down and sat down obediently on the box. Liu Zeng and Zhou Kun on the side did not speak, these two were men who fought, and they admitted it if they lost. Especially Zhou Kun, although he beat Li Yiqian, Xie Cunguan did not embarrass him, and he also started to reset Zhou Ning's dislocated knee just now.

Zhou Kun looks at himself and has always been a dead man and a bad life, but he just loves this younger brother.

"Who are you, dare to make trouble on my Fan Xincheng's territory!" Fan Xincheng stood in a circle, and the surrounding disciples surrounded him, showing the style of the boss.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xie Cunguan pinched the potatoes in his hand with his hand: "If you want to fight in a group, let your people rush up." If you want to go it alone, you can pick and choose! If you feel like you can't take care of this, go find someone who can take care of it!"

"What!" Fan Xincheng didn't expect this person to speak so impulsively, and he didn't have any rules in the rivers and lakes.

"It's nothing, brother, time is tight, and I don't have time to do things according to the rules of the rivers and lakes!, so I want to get things done all at once......" Xie Cunguan stretched the potatoes in his hand into the fire again.

He didn't know when something was going to happen, so he wanted to solve the matter with the force of thunder. As for causing any trouble, Yan Pei will definitely help him anyway. Moreover, he has no roots and no bottom now, and all he can borrow is Yan Pei's potential.

He uses this power to naturally impress people and cause others to be afraid, which is an accumulation in itself.

If you don't take the opportunity to take advantage of this momentum now, you really won't cooperate with Yan Shishi in the future, and accumulate power from scratch, it will definitely be half the effort, and maybe you will die halfway.

Killing chickens and monkeys, Wang Erhe and the forces behind him, in his thoughts, are the chickens he has in Shanghai Liwei.

"What a crazy tone!" Fan Xincheng couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Luo Lin, you go up and weigh this little brother!"

With Fan Xincheng's words, a tall and sturdy young man came out, and the apprentices next to him all dodged a way. Xie Cunguan stood up slowly, this should be the most capable disciple under Fan Xincheng.

Luo Lin stood still in the field, looking at Xie Cunguan, who was nearly a head lower than himself and had lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were a little contemptuous. But he is crazy, Fan Chengxin doesn't dare to be crazy. Not to mention Sun Liren's kung fu, Zhou Kun and Liu Zeng's kung fu, Fan Chengxin knows. "Luo Lin, be careful!" Fan Chengxin couldn't help but remind.

Luo Lin nodded, and only then did he restrain his madness, but he didn't take the chicken-like Xie Cunguan in his eyes to heart.

Among Fan Chengxin's disciples, Luo Lin is considered to be a relatively late beginner. But people are born with great strength and good physical fitness, and they love to fight since they were children, and they are brave and hard-hearted. Moreover, he punched quickly, and when he didn't practice martial arts with Fan Chengxin, he was already a well-known person among the local bastards. After following Fan Chengxin, Fan Chengxin taught him according to his aptitude, gave full play to his strengths, and specially taught him the Shaolin Thirty-six Blockades that seemed to be hard and hard.

Fan Chengxin cultivated this disciple as a disciple of the guard, and did not teach any other flower routines, so he let him practice thirty-six blocks. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and skill gives birth to gods! People are the elders, and they naturally have the intention of entering the Tao. If a thing is repeated many times, it will naturally have the effect of channeling the mind.

A set of thirty-six blocks, which looked unremarkable, gradually became the climate under Luo Lin's practice.

Luo Lin, who is tall and strong, is like a tiger with wings, and soon stands out among the disciples and becomes the first fierce disciple under Fan Cheng's new subordinates.

Of course, he has developed the problem of no one in his eyes! However, Luo Lin still respects Fan Chengxin very much. At this time, I listened to the master's reminder, and immediately accepted the contempt.

In the Shaolin 36 blockade, the first 12 techniques are the hard opening style of taking the initiative to enter the body and attacking, the middle 12 techniques are the method of attacking each other without caring about each other, and the last 12 techniques are the method of luring the enemy into the deep chest.

Although Luo Lin accepted this contempt, he would never use any tactics to fight against Xie Cunguan, who seemed to be weak and weak. Therefore, as soon as Xie Cunguan entered the arena and stood still, Luo Lin had already taken a step forward, rotated his hands, and opened the door hard, and the lower leg was already lifted on the crotch.

As soon as Xie Cunguan came out, he knew that this was not a good stubble!

However, he just wants to stand up today, so Luo Lin rushed forward, he also rushed forward, and the two of them greeted each other.

Luo Lin's big fist, like oil gas, followed Xie Cunguan's head and face, and went down in both directions.

When Xie Cunguan entered the attack distance, his body stopped, his dantian flipped over, his body sat back, and his front legs stepped out, and he was on Luo Lin's footsteps, and his toes hit his facebone.

This is something that the Dai family wants, the legs are longer than the hands, and when the Dan sits on the crotch, the body is naturally outside the opponent's attack distance. Luo Lin's two fists were hung with the sound of the wind, and he roared down from Xie Cunguan's eyes, and at the same time, he raised his hind legs and kicked Xie Cunguan's abdomen with one leg.