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Chapter 018 Ready! Open

The next day!

Huang Zhang did not give Lin Fan the martial arts that day. It was too early to give Lin Fan to know the difficulties. Huang Zhang, who is well versed in this, knows what to do.

When he was about to arrive at Lin Fan's residence, he saw bricks scattered on the ground, he hesitated for a moment, and while there was no one, he slapped his forehead with the bricks, sucked in air conditioning, grinned in pain, and slapped off the brick slag on his forehead. After touching it, it was indeed painful and a big red piece.

Overall it's pretty good.

Knock on the door.

"Brother Huang, I came so early."

Lin Fan was a little surprised when he opened the door and saw Huang Zhang. According to his thoughts, Huang Zhang said that the next day at the latest, he thought it might take three or five days, or it might not be possible at all. He did not expect that it would be so punctual and really underestimated the other party.

Huang Zhang said: "Brother Lin's affairs are mine, and they will definitely be done as quickly as possible."

When the door is closed, sneaky and close the door after confirming that there is no one.

"Brother Lin, fortunately, I have found you a leg skill." Huang Zhang smiled, took out his leg skill from his arms and put it on the table.

Lin Fan was in a happy mood, "Brother Huang, thank you."

"It's okay, it's my honor to help Brother Lin." Huang Zhang said politely, then pretended to be painful, his mouth twitched, and he touched his forehead. The appearance he showed now was just the embarrassment that Lin Fan wanted to notice.

Lin Fan saw a red piece on Huang Zhang’s forehead, “Brother Huang, what’s wrong with your forehead?”

He knew that Huang Zhang was acting with him, but no matter what, he really helped him find a skill. Since you want me to ask, then you can satisfy your requirements and make you feel more comfortable.

Huang Zhang said: "It's okay, it's nothing, it's just a small problem."

Then it seemed as if I was thinking of something.

"Brother Lin, you must not tell others about martial arts. Qinglei League is very strict in managing martial arts. If someone knows about it, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"This is also my hard work to find one."

Things must be said more seriously.

Lin Fan grabbed Huang Zhang's hand, and his enthusiastic behavior shocked Huang Zhang. What I said was so touching, did you have a special idea?

"Brother Huang, there is no need to say much. I can imagine the hardships of finding this martial arts for me. I will never thank you for your kindness and remember it in my heart. Even if I am discovered, I will never offer Brother Huang." Lin Fan said sincerely and emotionally resonant, and Huang Zhang also felt this special feeling.

Huang Zhang focuses on the key points.

But the idea is very simple, and there is no need to say much about beautiful words. It is better to have something practical, such as the conditions we mentioned earlier, which is very good.

Huang Zhang didn't get up and said to leave. It felt like, I had something to say to you, but what I said always felt something was bad, and you should be able to understand.

Lin Fan saw Huang Zhang’s thoughts.

Isn't it just silver?

He hasn't, and he hasn't paid the monthly money yet.

After being promoted to an elite, he had a monthly salary of 20 taels, and in his previous life he was also a strong man with a monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan.

"Please don't worry, Brother Huang, wait until my monthly money is paid, and then ten taels of silver will be delivered to Brother Huang." Lin Fan said.

Huang Zhang said: "What Brother Lin said? It is my honor to be able to do things for Brother Lin. How can I accept the benefits of Brother Lin? It's just that I have a lot of family affairs recently and have a shortage of money. Then I will just borrow it from Brother Lin."

Lin Fan smiled... He was so good at speaking. There was no difference between borrowing and not yet.

After a few polite words, I sent Huang Zhang away.

He put away his martial arts skills and came to the martial arts training ground. Zhang Jianshe did not come. It seems that since Lin Fan was promoted, Zhang Jianshe, the supervision matters could be handed over to others.

"Wu Jun, continue to supervise, I have something to do."

Lin Fan handed over the supervision to Wu Jun, and then whispered to the other party that if Zhang Jian came, he would say that he had a stomachache, went to the toilet, and then came to inform him.

Wu Jun and Lin Fan are considered to be on the same boat. They have both been to Yanyu Pavilion together. They must stand with Lin Fan everywhere, so they naturally promised that there was no problem.

Inside the house.

Lin Fan was flipping through the martial arts skills, without a name, and according to the paper level, it was obviously copied. It seemed that as he thought, the person who copied this martial arts skills did not dare to write the name on it in case they were discovered.

"I didn't expect Huang Zhang to have a way."

When I first met, I underestimated the other person, but now I cannot underestimate anyone.

Noon.

Lin Fan twisted his neck to relieve his soreness, "It's really amazing, quite profound."

This is indeed a leg skill. Compared with the Great Power Bull Demon Fist, it should be of the same martial arts skills. Put away the martial arts skills and then walk towards the martial arts training ground.

Wu Jun told him that Zhang Jianshe did not come. Since Lin Fan was not present, no one practiced seriously. If anyone had the opportunity to practice hard, it would be a very normal behavior for anyone to do it.

After a full meal, he went to the street to buy some materials. When practicing this leg skills, he needed some preliminary exercise. Anyway, Wu Jun helped him stare at him, even if Zhang Jianshe came back, he would be fine.

Once everything is ready.

He returned to the house and according to the instructions of martial arts, he first exercised the flexibility of his legs. He pressed his legs on the table, pressed his palms on his knees, retreated straight and pressed down vigorously.

Cultivation is so rough and takes a long time.

But for Lin Fan, if you want to become stronger, don’t think so much.

Although his cultivation level has reached the fourth level of forging Qi and is very strong, it has nothing to do with the legs. Without special training, everyone's flexibility is different.

When he first tried, Lin Fan felt something strange in his legs, as if his whole stubble had been broken.

Press each of your legs for 500 times.

When your legs feel numb, massage your legs with special techniques recorded in martial arts to relieve the numbness and at the same time to achieve the ultimate in toughness.

Then he pulled his legs and leaned his back against his knees.

This way of practicing is similar to the basic skills you learned to dance in your previous life.

day to day!

Ten days passed.

During this period, Lin Fan's cultivation method was very boring, and he performed the same exercise every day in order to maximize the toughness of his legs.

The martial arts training ground didn't go as much as possible. During this period, he gave Huang Zhang ten taels of silver after his monthly money. It was not his initiative.

But on the day when the monthly payment was given, for some reason, he happened to meet Huang Zhang.

It is hard to meet on weekdays, but it is indeed easy to encounter on that day.

Quite strange.

Jian Zheng seemed to have completely let go of the martial arts field, and he had basically never come to do it. Wu Jun was taking care of him, and he would come to notify him when he heard the wind, which was also very eye-catching.

Since experiencing the attack by the Black-clad Killer, he wondered if he would encounter the same thing.

But it's always safe.

This is likely to have a lot to do with his honest hiding in the Qinglei League.

No chance was allowed to be found.

As for Miss Eight...

It's a pity.

I have never met since that time. Thinking about it, I am just a little elite in Qing Lei League and not a big shot. How could I see Miss Eight often?

But this is good, no one disturbed him in his practice, it was very relaxed.

at this time.

A dull sound came from both legs, like the trembling sound of bow tendons trembling after shooting an arrow.

"become!"

Lin Fan was overjoyed. This was the symbol of extreme resilience mentioned in martial arts.
Chapter completed!
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