Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 24 I was sixteen years old that year, scarlet and dazzling

The rain hits the banana trees and leaves in the forest, making a constant rustling sound.

Fang Xuan raised his head to hear the sound and saw that the man who had spoken just now was a man with a slightly wide body and a somewhat fat belly.

Chu Chong's obesity is due to his fatty muscles, coupled with a scar on his face, he looks fierce and ferocious.

But although this man is obese, he has fair skin, fine skin and tender flesh, droopy eyes, and looks quite kind and honest.

He was coming up the mountain, followed by several tall men on the left and right, who looked like Lian Jiazi.

"Who is your Excellency?" Fang Xuan asked in confusion.

The honest and fat man was about to speak when a trainer next to him looked at the red shirt embroidered with a picture of a whale leaping into the sea that Fang Xuan was wearing, and his eyes suddenly froze.

"Eldest Young Master, this person is Fang Xuan of the Black Whale Gang! Fang Xuan's former hall master, Yu Laoguai, was under the command of Third Young Master."

He didn't even wait for the Lianjiazi to finish his sentence.

"What? Is he Fang Xuan?"

The fat man's eyes suddenly brightened up. Regardless of the rain, he hurriedly stepped forward and laughed excitedly:

"Hahaha, Fang Xuan, I know you! I heard that a few days ago, you single-handedly defeated the two leaders of the South Hall and the West Hall, and then faced off against the leader of the South Hall, Zheng Juexiong, without defeat. You are so majestic!"

Fang Xuan couldn't help but be amused by the fat man's excitement, and said amusedly: "Fang is just a rogue, how can his little gangsterism spread to Anning Mountain?"

The fat man smiled honestly and said: "I don't have any talent for martial arts, but I have been interested in things in the world since I was a child."

Having said this, the fat man said with a proud look on his face: "Don't underestimate me. I am fully aware of every possible disturbance in your world."

"Master, be careful of getting caught in the rain!"

The practitioners quickly stepped forward with umbrellas to protect the fat young man from the rain.

One of the young men with a rather square face and thick eyebrows hummed:
"Fang Xuan, this is Sikong Jihuai, the eldest son of the Sikong family! Be careful what you say!"

"A member of the Sikong family?"

Fang Xuan frowned, his eyes unconsciously showing a bit of coldness.

I don't know if it was a preconceived impression, but he now had a bad impression of the entire Sikong family.

"Zhou Guwu, introduce your name when you introduce it. Don't let others talk to you and be careful!"

Sikong Ji glanced at the Lianjiazi with dissatisfaction, then looked at Fang Xuan again, and sighed as if he had thought of something:
"But my third brother has always been domineering and jealous. If you talk to me, I'm afraid it will make him unhappy."

Fang Xuan laughed and said, "What does his happiness or unhappiness have to do with me?"

Sikong Jihuai was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and asked, "Aren't you one of his people?"

Fang Xuan shook his head, smiled slightly and said, "Unfortunately, that third young master just doesn't like me."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jihuai said "Ah" first, and then he couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"My third brother is good at everything, but he is a little too arrogant. He never takes others seriously and easily offends others. Brother Fang, his nature is not bad. Don't blame him."

After hearing this, Fang Xuan's face showed a hint of surprise.

The relationship between the three eldest sons of the Sikong family is extremely sensitive. If ordinary people heard what he said, they would probably follow his words and sneer at each other.

And this eldest young master actually spoke for the third young master.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should call this person pure-hearted or innocent.

"No wonder in the world, only the second and third sons of the Sikong family are famous, but the eldest son, as the direct eldest son, has a mediocre response. On the contrary, if this eldest son is a strong and domineering person, as the direct eldest son, he will How could there be another incident of seizing the throne?" Fang Xuan thought to himself.

"Brother Fang, how about I take you up and talk to my brother in person?" Sikong Jihuai said.

"No need."

Fang Xuan shook his head and smiled and said: "Fang, I don't like to be hot-faced and cold-hearted, so I thanked the eldest son for his kindness."

After saying that, Fang Xuan bypassed Sikong Jihuai and walked forward.

"Brother Fang, stay!"

Sikong Jihuai quickly caught up with him. After only running for a short distance, his fat and fair face was already covered with beads of sweat and jade. He panted slightly and smiled:

"Let's go, I'll invite you to Mingyu Tower for a drink. First of all, think of me as apologizing to you on behalf of my third brother. Second of all."

He scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile:

"I love making friends the most in my life. To tell you the truth, I have long wanted to make friends with heroes like you, but because of my third brother's face, I have never been able to do so.

It's not easy for me to have such a fate today. Let me meet you, but I must not let it go! Hahaha! "

After saying that, he couldn't help but grabbed Fang Xuan and walked down the mountain.

The drizzle continued like a bead curtain, gradually blurring the picture.

Bang! ! !
A steel knife came with a roaring wind and was inserted into the mud beside Fang Lan, the handle of the knife trembling continuously.

Fang Lan gritted her teeth and ran forward without looking back.

"Escape? You little girl, where can you escape to?"

A series of ferocious laughter sounded from behind.

The one-eyed rogue wearing a kerchief licked the raindrops on his lips, and his remaining right eye flashed with an evil light.

"Hahaha, I don't know what Fang Xuan's biological sister tastes like. Come with me and catch this little girl!"

One of the two was running away and the other was chasing each other, and the distance was getting closer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Lan rushed up to the field in a few steps and was about to escape to the mountains.

"The hillside ahead has been softened by the rain. Your feet will sink when you step on it. You still want to climb up?"

The square scarf sneered, but became less anxious.

When they all stepped onto the field.

call out--!
A rope was pulled hard by someone in the dark!
In an instant, the feet of the five or six scoundrels suddenly softened, and they suddenly fell into the deep pit that had been dug!
Puff puff!
In the deep pit, thick wooden sticks were sharpened and pointed upwards, instantly turning the five or six thugs into a hornet's nest!
Hearing the muffled sound of penetration behind him, Fang Lan panted and turned around.

"How dare you, his mother, cheat on me?"

I saw a bastard who didn't fall in because he was standing a little far away. He suddenly looked ferocious and stabbed Fang Lan with a knife!
puff!
Another sound of penetration sounded!

I saw a sharp knife stabbed into the back of the moustache, and then came out through the body.

Blood dripped onto the muddy ground in a line along the blade, turning the puddles on the ground red.

The eight-character rogue first looked down stiffly, and then looked back in disbelief.

Behind him, a handsome and fair-skinned sixteen-year-old boy with a ferocious face thrust a sharp knife into his body.

"you"

The rogue was bleeding continuously from his mouth and wanted to speak.

Fang Li, who had red eyes, gritted his teeth, pulled out the steel knife, and then kicked the rogue into a deep pit full of bloody wooden thorns.

"Huchi - Huchi -"

The next moment, Fang Li seemed to have exhausted all his strength and sat down on the mud, gasping for air.

His hands were shaking constantly, his face was pale, and there was an overwhelming feeling of vomiting in his chest.
Blood followed the rain and overflowed from the pit.

Like streams as thin as a thumb, the muddy ground, the hole-filled hem of the young man's first murder, and the book that fell from his chest were slowly soaked into dazzling scarlet.

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