"How wrong? Hum hum, if you have the ability, just repeat what I just did, and then I will obey the police." Zhuang Sheng said proudly.
"That's not necessary!" Feilun waved his hand and said, "Zhuang Sheng, although it is not appropriate for your old Li family to use force today and tomorrow, the two of us can still have a literary competition!" When he said this, he was smiling and slightly smiling.
There was a hint of cruelty in the corner of his raised mouth.
Feren has never been a good-tempered person. After returning to reality, he just pretended to be a sheep when he was not sure about the influence of the main god. In fact, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing. Oh no, it should be in sheep's clothing.
Devil in sheepskin.
Normally, Feilun might have let Zhuang Sheng go for Lao Li's sake, but now, his mind was filled with Zhuang Yueming's affairs, and his true nature was revealed unknowingly.
Li Zhekai vaguely felt that Feilun was really angry, and immediately scolded Zhuang Sheng: "You haven't apologized to Allen yet!" As soon as these words came out, all the young people were shocked. They didn't understand why Xiao Lizi was so harsh towards his brotherhood.
Zhuang Sheng lived up to his reputation as a martial arts fanatic. He was indeed a little stunned. He did not listen to Li Zhekai's advice and scratched his neck and said: "Wen competition? How to compare?"
"Don't you have strong hands? Haven't you practiced? We can hold hands!" As he said that, Feilun stretched out his hand to Zhuang Sheng through the few people in the middle.
Zhuang Sheng smiled casually: "Oh~~it turns out to be a competition of hand strength, so you will lose!" As he said that, he stretched out his white right hand and took the initiative to shake Feilun's hand.
What I have to say is that after practicing Iron Sand Palm, the hands will turn white, which can be said to be seven or eight degrees of heat. Why do you say this? Because people who practice Iron Sand Palm, although the color of their hands will gradually become darker during the process of sharpening their palms (not
Black), but in order to prevent their hands from becoming disabled after the age of forty (①), they must be soaked in potion for a long time, so their hands will not be black after training, but will be very white and softer than ordinary people's hands.
Zhuang Sheng's hands were quite white, no darker than the hands of famous ladies who applied baby cream every day, so it was obvious that they had acquired the true skills of Iron Sand Palm, and they were quite warm. But when he squeezed Fei Lun's hand
, I immediately knew something was wrong.
Fei Lun's hands were like gold and iron. Zhuang Sheng squeezed them with almost all his strength, but there was no bone movement at all.
At this time, Feilun sneered and said: "Zhuang Sheng, have you exhausted your strength? Then it's my turn."
Zhuang Sheng was stunned, and then he felt severe pain in his hand. He tried his best not to scream, and even the flesh on his face trembled. He desperately channeled all his strength into his right palm in an attempt to resist.
"It's a bit strong!" Feilun grinned ferociously and began to tighten his palms harder.
"Quack, quack... snap!"
After a heartbreaking sound of bone cracking, Zhuang Sheng's hand softened into a ball of pork belly. Ferensch suddenly let go of his hand. Zhuang Shengyuan, who had just enjoyed the severe pain, opened his eyes and rolled them up twice.
, then fell backwards.
Others quickly supported him, but Feilun wiped the hand he had just shaken on a man beside him whose name he didn't remember, and smiled at Li Zhekai: "Little Liz, your cousin is very tolerant, I like it!"
Li Zhekai's face looked very ugly. After all, Zhuang Sheng was his cousin, and now one of his hands was disabled. Sooner or later, his relatives would know about this. Therefore, he was really in a dilemma about what Feilun did. He was frozen on the spot and didn't know.
What to do.
At this time, the young people who were stunned by the brief exchange between Feilun and Zhuang Sheng came to their senses completely. After looking at each other, someone took the lead and shouted: "SIR, what do you mean? You came to the birthday banquet but you didn't
Is there any way to hurt someone from our Li family?"
"That's right, if you hurt people randomly, we are going to file a complaint against you!"
"Yes, file a complaint against him!"
All the young people were talking, and it seemed that the crowd was excited, but no one dared to step forward because of Fearon's force. In response, Fearon sneered again and again. The young ladies from rich families are different, they are gossips.
No one mentioned Zhuang Sheng's provocation at that time. Fortunately, although their voices were noisy, they could not stand up to the excitement of the people in the hall. In addition, their seat was in an inconspicuous corner, so no one came to care.
Feilun didn't bother to argue at all. He was waiting for Li Zhekai's attitude. If Xiao Lizi sided with Zhuang Sheng, then he had nothing to say. They are relatives, and it is normal to help them but not to deal with them. After all, there are so many people in this world who want to kill their relatives.
It's rare. But if it were the other way around and Li Zhekai spoke up for him, Fearon would have to reset his relationship with Li Zi.
Because the relationship between Li and Fei could only be regarded as good friends at first, and the friendship was only a little better than acquaintances at best. Later, Fei Lun, Xiao Li and Lao Li made a lot of money. For the sake of money,
On the Internet, the relationship between the Li family and Feilun has become increasingly close, but they are still outsiders after all. If Li Zhekai is on Feilun's side at this moment, then he is probably doing this because he values two points for justice, three points for friendship, and five points for money.
, which suits the taste of Phelan, who is indifferent to friendship. He will inevitably get closer to Xiao Lizi in the future.
At this time, Xiao Lizi was heard scolding: "Shut up, everyone! Zhuang Sheng provoked him first and deserves to suffer. I will pay five million US dollars to treat his hand. Don't say anything else."
When all the young people heard this, they immediately felt jealous and jealous. You know, although they are relatives of the Li family, the old Li family only helped each family when their business was in difficulty, and each family had to eat by themselves.
My monthly pocket money is only tens of thousands of yuan, and Zhuang Sheng only lost one hand, not necessarily all of it, but he can get 5 million US dollars from Mr. Li. This is really pie in the sky! Besides,
Second Young Master Li defends Fei Lun so much, so Fei Lun's identity is by no means as simple as a small policeman.
However, there are still some meddlesome people among these young people who can't stand Feilun. They pinched Zhuang Sheng's people and planned to make him wake up and make a big fuss to attract the attention of the elders. No matter what Feilun's identity is, I'm afraid
I can't stay any longer.
Feilun did not stop several young people from waking up Zhuang Sheng. He wanted to try Little Plum again. He never thought that after Zhuang Sheng woke up, he first looked around, and after figuring out the situation, he held his injured hand and rolled around.
Climbing to the ground in front of Faerun, he knelt on the ground with a plop, bowed his head and said, "Sir Faerun, please accept me as your disciple!"
What's going on?!
Not only were all the young people at the table dumbfounded, but even Faerun himself was dumbfounded. He took a second to recover, thinking that our bastard spirit is not so strong, right?
Seeing that Feilun was silent, Zhuang Sheng, who was covered in cold sweat, kowtowed regardless: "Brother Fei, master, please accept me as your disciple!" This time the voice was a bit loud, and many people at the tables next to him heard it.
Then someone raised his voice and asked, "What are you playing at? Why are you still kneeling down?"
In addition to himself, Feilun's table, including Li Zhekai and Zhuang Sheng who was kneeling on the ground, all turned their heads and glared at the relative who asked the question. The man's heart was suffocated, and he quickly turned around to eat his rice in a muffled voice, not daring to do it again.
have a finger in the pie.
Turning back, Zhuang Sheng wanted to beg again, Feilun touched his nose and said: "I have already disabled one of your hands, do you think you can still practice martial arts?"
"My second master once said that in martial arts training, the first priority is to focus on the original intention. If the original intention is weak, the martial arts will be weak, and if the original intention is strong, the martial arts will be strong! The second priority is diligence, and finally the innate capital of the body!" Zhuang Sheng said, "Master, I still want to
If you have a hand available, just accept me!"
After hearing this, Feilun avoided talking about accepting disciples and instead asked with a smile: "Your master's rhetoric is contrary to the traditional Chinese martial arts theory, but it is quite interesting. I want to meet him in person. Is that okay?
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Zhuang Sheng's eyes instantly darkened. But Li Zhekai suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he whispered: "Alan, my cousin's life is very tough. I think you should not consider his request."
Ferencchi asked: "Why do you say that?"
"He had two masters, both of whom died trying to save him. One died seven years ago, the other just two years ago..." Li Zhekai continued, "Also, when he was seven years old, my uncle wanted to protect him.
He died in a traffic accident, and his aunt also died a few months ago! If it weren't for our group of relatives and tens of millions of inheritances, he really doesn't know how he would have lived."
"Oh? So stubborn?" Feilun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I like it!"
Zhuang Sheng, who had been trying to eavesdrop on the conversation between Li Zhekai and Feilun, heard this and said hurriedly: "Brother Fei, since you like me, then accept me!"
Feilun shook his finger and said: "You don't have to accept it if you like it. Let's get your hands treated first. Come to my house tonight and we can talk!"
"Okay, I'm going to treat my hand right now!" Zhuang Sheng nodded repeatedly, holding his injured hand in his hands, and planned to exit the hall.
Seeing this, Feilun made a gesture to Xiao Lizi. Li Zhekai understood and called two servants to help Zhuang Sheng go.
After a while, Lao Li got the news and came over to care about Feilun for a few words, but did not mention Zhuang Sheng's injury at all. At this time, the young people at the table were more sure of Feilun's extraordinary background.
In fact, it's not that Lao Li didn't mention it, but it was already like this. His younger son Li Zhekai made a decision again and he didn't plan to cause any more trouble. Besides, many young people in the family are domineering. After seeing Zhuang Sheng's miserable state,
I believe there will be some restraint.
When the second round of dishes came, the young people at Faerun's table had already forgotten the unpleasantness just now, chatting and laughing, drinking and drinking, and eating in a lively manner.
After three rounds of drinking, Feilun was just about to find an excuse to run away when Xie Yixin's phone call came in.
"Hello!"
"A body was found lying in the middle of the mountain. The superior ordered us to appear on the scene immediately." After saying this, Baoniu hung up the phone directly, obviously still angry.
Feilun was a little confused and muttered into his cell phone: "Damn it, did you take gunpowder? The mountain is so big, where is the specific place where the body is buried?"
"Alan, what's wrong? Is something wrong?" Li Zhekai asked.
"There's a case, I have to go take a look."
"Then I'll give it to you!"
Feilun nodded, went over to say hello to Lao Li and Zhuang Yuehua, and left the villa accompanied by Li Zhekai.
Before getting into the car, Feilun said with a smile: "Xiao Lizi, thank you for helping me smooth things over today. I will help you make a small fortune at some time!"
Li Zhekai blinked and wondered: "A small fortune? How small is it?"
Fearon smiled and didn't answer, and drove away in his car.
(①: Grinding the palm with iron sand is a very painful process. The muscles, bones and blood in the palm will change from quantitative to qualitative changes, and undergo subtle and dense arrangement changes. In fact, it also buries the hidden danger of disability, so it is necessary to soak in potion to eliminate this hidden danger.