Zhang Fan and others looked at each other, it seems that this old Qi Tou is still a master!
What surprised a few people even more was what was happening behind them. Lao Qi stepped forward in one step. He was as light as a swallow, and the wooden stick in his hand started to swing instantly. Every time he took action, he could directly knock people to the ground. People on the ground
His face was also full of pain.
Before these people could fully react, they all fell to the ground. The severe pain from the struck parts made them roll on the ground.
After doing this, Lao Qi threw away the wooden stick in his hand, patted the dust on his hands, glanced at the people on the ground, and said: "I will let you smash my coffin shop."
After saying that, Lao Qitou walked out of the house.
"Old man, I didn't expect you to be a master!" Zhang Fan looked up and down at Lao Qitou and said with some curiosity.
"You are allowed to practice Zhen Qi, but I am not allowed to practice Zhen Qi!" Lao Qitou said disapprovingly.
Yes, Lao Qitou also has zhenqi in his body. The reason why he was so agile just now was because of the zhenqi added to his body.
Seeing Lao Qitou's proud look, Zhang Fan wanted to hit him, "Although you have cultivated Qi, your level is not as high as mine. I have refined Qi to the ninth level, but you have only refined Qi to the third level.
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Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lao Qitou's muscles on his face moved slightly. He felt guilty and ignored Zhang Fan.
As a member of Xuanmen, Yan Dong had been standing beside the two of them and heard their words clearly. To be honest, their words really shocked him.
The two of them not only have superb Xuanmen skills, but they also have true energy in their bodies. Generally, people who cultivate true energy come from a wealthy family. Ordinary people in Xuanmen do not have the secret method of true energy. Today, he suddenly
Zi saw two, and one was at the ninth level of Qi Refining and the other was at the third level of Qi Refining. They could both be considered masters. How could he not be surprised?
The most important thing is that Zhang Fan is still so young, so his future must be limitless. It seems that he is right to choose to follow Zhang Fan!
At this moment, a large truck drove over from a distance. There were fifty or sixty people in the large truck, and each person held a wooden stick in his hand. The large truck drove very fast, and in an instant, he arrived at Lao Qitou.
At the door of the coffin shop, the driver braked, and the large truck suddenly stopped. The strong inertia caused a burst of smoke and dust to roll up on the ground.
After the car stopped, all the people on the bus got out of the car and surrounded Zhang Fan and the four of them.
At this time, a bright black BMW 5 Series also stopped in front of the coffin shop. The door slowly opened, and four people got out of the car. The people in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat were all wearing identical black short-sleeved shirts.
It looked like they were bodyguards and drivers.
The two people in the back row were Xing Long, who had just been beaten violently by Zhang Fan in the hotel. At this time, Xing Long's face was covered with gauze.
The other person is a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man wears a pigtail, sunglasses, a pair of white trousers, a floral shirt, and a cigar in his hand. This man is none other than Xing
Long’s father, Xing Hai!
Zhang Fan took a look at Xing Hai and felt that Xing Hai's clothes looked uncoordinated.
Seeing Xing Hai coming, everyone took the initiative to make way for Xing Hai.
Lu, Xing Hai and Xing Long passed through the crowd and came to Zhang Fan.
"Dad, it was this kid who beat me!" Xing Long pointed at Zhang Fan and said angrily.
Xing Hai looked at Zhang Fan, snorted coldly, looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Do you know who is the boss in Dayang Town?"
"I don't know." Zhang Fan responded calmly.
"Then let me tell you now, it's me, Xing Hai!" Xing Hai said loudly.
"Really? I didn't see it." Zhang Fan looked at Xing Hai, "I just saw that your clothes don't match!"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Xing Hai glanced at his clothes subconsciously, and a sentence flashed through his mind, "Doesn't it match? This is what he carefully matched!"
However, the next moment, Xing Hai shook off his thoughts, looked at Zhang Fan and said coldly: "You don't need to judge whether my clothes match or not. I came here today to tell you that you have to pay for beating my son."
It’s a price! And it’s a big price!”
"Not only was your son beaten by him, but also those of your brothers who smashed my shop." At this moment, Lao Qitou added.
Hearing what Lao Qitou said, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be speechless. This old guy really held a grudge!
Lao Qitou looked at Zhang Fan and raised his eyebrows, and then gloated in Zhang Fan's ear: "Just enjoy the pleasure of doing things with these people at the same time!"
Zhang Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Lao Qi and said, "Do you still need to take action to solve this problem?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lao Qi was slightly startled.
At this moment, Xing Hai continued to say angrily: "Hit my son, beat my brother, I will make it impossible for you to leave Dayang Town today, someone is here..."
Just when Xing Hai wanted to order his younger brothers to take action against Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his hand, looked at Xing Hai and said: "Don't rush to fight, let's have a few words first."
"I'm not familiar with you. We are enemies. What's there to talk about?" Xing Hai said coldly, "Here comes someone..."
"Have you been in trouble recently?" Zhang Fan went straight to the point and asked Xing Hai.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Xing Hai was slightly startled, and looked at Zhang Fan with some confusion. He was indeed in trouble, but he himself knew about it. Even his wife and son didn't know what happened to the young man in front of him.
knew?
Seeing Xing Hai's doubtful expression, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and continued: "It's a financial problem, right?"
Xing Hai's eyes lit up, and then he nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook his head and said: "Boy, don't try to fool me. I'm telling you, you beat my son and my brother, what's wrong with you?"
Beating is inevitable!"
"Let me ask you, do you want to solve the problem?" Zhang Fan asked.
"What can I solve if I don't have any trouble?" Xing Hai's face was full of disdain.
"It's no trouble, forget it. Then you just wait to have your arms and legs removed!" Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly.
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fan completely shocked Xing Hai.
Xing Hai's creditor told him that if he couldn't pay back the money, he would be stripped of his arms and legs. These words were exactly the same!
First he told that he was in trouble, then he told that he had money troubles, and now he told the consequences of the troubles that could not be solved, so Xing Hai had no choice but to believe Zhang Fan!
"Do you really have a way to help me solve my trouble?" Xing Hai took a step forward and looked at Zhang Fan seriously and asked.
"There is a way." Zhang Fan sighed slightly.
Afterwards, Zhang Fan took a look at the people surrounding them and continued: "When there are too many people around me, my brain becomes difficult to use, and I may not be able to think of a solution."