The Sims of the Realms

Chapter 25 I met an expert

"Kill people to death!"

At this moment, Lin Weiran only had this idea in his mind. Although he had already expected it before going to the ring, it was completely different now.

Tsukatora just fell in front of him,

This kind of feeling of killing an enemy is not good, he can use the most flamboyant operation to cremate the old man Ren without any burden on his heart.

But Tsukatora is a real person.

1 minute ago, he was talking harshly in front of himself.

"Are you OK!"

Lin Weiran got off the ring and was held down by Zhang Feng, "You beat someone to death the first time you came on stage, I thought you had no feelings.

Now it seems that you look like a newcomer, let's go, if you kill Tsukatora, you may have a lot of trouble, you are really impulsive. "

"Good death! Damn him!"

Qin Peng clenched his fists and said.

"A momentary impulse will pay a price, hey, even if Tsukatora loses an arm or a leg, that's fine, but Tsukatora is dead!
Can He Shenghe give up? "

Zhou Yakun sighed and said rationally.

Zhang Feng took Lin Weiran and his group away quickly and returned to the martial arts hall. Everyone still dared not relax. After all, people from He Shenghe might come to the door at any time.

Zhou Yakun was not too nervous.

Although He Shenghe is formidable, behind Zhang Feng, there are not without capable people. Without the slightest background, he doesn't dare to fight black fists.

"Don't be too nervous about today's matter. This is black boxing, and fists are the truth. Everyone can train with peace of mind. Go back if you have nothing to do."

Zhang Feng said to everyone.

Zhou Yakun and others left one after another.

Qin Peng patted Lin Weiran on the shoulder to say thank you, and then left.

Lin Weiran was silent for a moment,
Then he said, "I'll go too."

Zhang Feng shook his head: "You can stay here today. Although He Shenghe may not take revenge that day, he is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

"It won't get you into trouble, will it?"

"You don't have to worry about this at all. The rules are established by the blood of countless people, and I have nothing to worry about except my old father."

"What if they attack uncle?"

Zhang Feng sneered, "Let's do it now."

Lin Weiran: "..."

I'm afraid this guy is also a big dutiful son.

"By the way, this is the appearance fee, you earned it!" Zhang Feng handed Lin Weiran a wad of money, and Lin Weiran counted it to 500 yuan.

"so much?"

"Hey, I actually earn more than you. Do you think Black Boxing only relies on selling tickets? How much money can you make all day long?

The most profitable part of black boxing is undoubtedly gambling. Before the game, I bet 1000 yuan on you, and now it has become 3000 yuan. "

Lin Weiran: "..."

"Damn, you didn't tell me about this good thing in advance, it's a shame that I risked such a big risk to kill Tsukatora! Can you have a good conscience!"

Zhang Feng didn't feel ashamed at all: "Calm down, I don't think you are here to make money from boxing, didn't you tell you?"

Lin Weiran was surprised, but still said coldly: "Why didn't I come here to make money? If I don't make money, why would I come here to fight!"

Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly fell on Lin Weiran, as if he wanted to see through him, until Lin Weiran was stared at by him, he said meaningfully,

"If you only fight black boxing for the sake of making money, then you won't kill Tsukatora. Killing Tsukatora won't make you more money, but will cause you a lot of trouble.

The first match was so fierce, in my opinion, you have no plans for long-term development in black boxing.

If our guess is correct, maybe in ten and a half months you will quietly leave the muddy water of Black Fist, right? "

Zhang Feng said slowly while walking.

Lin Weiran was silent, everyone was not a fool, especially an experienced veteran like Zhang Feng, who could guess his plan very accurately.

Ye Wen came back after a while.

If you want to fight black boxing again, you have to ask Ye Wentong if he agrees, maybe the old man will directly break Lin Weiran's leg.

So to kill Tsukatora in the ring,
On the one hand, there was indeed the intention of avenging Zhao Xu, but more of it was the original purpose, to treat every game as a life-and-death duel.

Train yourself to a great extent.

Faced with Zhang Feng's doubts, Lin Weiran didn't speak, and the latter also moved away from the topic very naturally, seeing through but not revealing.

However, Lin Weiran still had the cheek to ask Zhang Feng to place bets for him next time he had his own match, and he would pressure himself to win.

"Here, this is my home!"

While talking, Zhang Feng took Lin Weiran back home. After seeing a hale and hearty old man, Lin Weiran's trust in Zhang Feng increased a lot.

"Old Zhang, this is my friend, named Lin Weiran, come to stay for one night, and leave tomorrow." Zhang Feng said indifferently.

"Hello, Uncle!"

Lin Weiran said hello.

"What's your name, uncle? If you don't see me, just call me Lao Zhang." Zhang Feng skillfully washed rice and vegetables and started cooking.

Lin Weiran: "..."

"Ah Feng's friend? Well, it's been so long, Ah Feng hasn't brought anyone home, this kid didn't cause any trouble outside, right?"

"No no…"

Lin Weiran was interrupted by Zhang Feng before he finished speaking: "Look at me, I'm almost 40 years old, and I still want to make trouble? This kid seems to be more troublesome than me, right?"

Lin Weiran: "..."

Although he was always seriously injured, he had to say that Lin Weiran envied the way the father and son got along with each other from the bottom of their hearts.

Think about Lin Yiqi in the main world...

The gap is too big.

Lin Weiran couldn't help but had tears in his eyes.

"Wooden dummy? Do you also practice the wooden dummy method at home?" Lin Weiran turned his eyes and saw the shiny wooden dummy in the corner.

This look is often used by others.

Lin Weiran's hands were itchy, and he walked slowly to the wooden dummy, and there was a slap in the face. Zhang Feng, who was cooking, poked his head out: "What?"

When he saw that Lin Weiran was hitting a wooden dummy, he quickly put down the spatula in his hand, and ran over to pull Lin Weiran away.

"Don't hit...uh, this...Old Zhang doesn't like to hear it." Zhang Feng said with some embarrassment. Lin Weiran was quite puzzled, but he stopped beating the wooden dummy.

"I lost it, the food is mushy!"

"I'll tell you when I get a chance..."

Zhang Feng rushed into the kitchen in a hurry.

Lao Zhang was sitting on the sofa, and suddenly asked Lin Weiran: "The wooden dummy is good, you practiced Wing Chun?"

Lin Weiran nodded: "It's Wing Chun."

I thought he had something to say, but then, the old man closed his mouth, and his mind wandered away, not knowing what else to think about.

After a while, Zhang Feng served the food.

Lin Weiran was dumbfounded when he looked at the black and mushy thing in front of him. Zhang Feng blushed a little, so he could only bite the bullet and eat.

"Don't just eat, eat vegetables~"

"Hehe, thank you!"

Lin Weiran ate three bowls of rice with tears in her eyes.

The next morning, Lin Weiran was awakened by the sound, and went out to see that Lao Zhang was practicing the wooden dummy method in an orderly manner in front of the wooden dummy.

Lin Weiran was surprised,
"This old man is very skillful!"

He even met an expert!
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(End of this chapter)