As the sun sets, there are more and more people in the bar. At this moment, in the corner of the bar, a woman with heavy makeup and scantily clad clothes is holding a cigarette, drinking wine and bragging to the people next to her.
"Haha, didn't you see me beating those two bitches? Damn it, if Liang Hongying and that Bichi hadn't come to make trouble, see if I didn't knock out the front teeth of those two stinky bitches! Let them kneel down
Kowtow to my aunt on the ground and beg for mercy!" The woman with heavy makeup said with a chuckle, her eyes full of arrogance and air.
"Sister Fang is mighty!"
"Haha, I've never seen Sister Fang being violent! She must be very handsome."
The people next to him burst into laughter and raised their glasses.
"Sister Fang, why can't you get along with Liang Qiuyan? Isn't she your aunt? And she's already in such a state of desolation, why should she be angry with someone who is about to die?" At this time, a little girl opposite couldn't help but
Said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, after saying these words, Liang Nanfang's face, which was covered with foundation, instantly darkened.
She stared at the little girl without saying a word.
The little girl's smile froze a lot, and she looked at her in fear.
"Sister Fang, I...did I say something wrong?" the little girl said in fear.
The next second, Liang Nanfang directly picked up the wine glass in his hand and poured it at the little girl.
The little girl was caught off guard and was doused on her head, and all the makeup on her face was gone.
"Ah...Sister Fang..." The little girl stood up in a hurry, panicking.
People around him were also stunned.
"Sister Fang, what's wrong with you?"
"Aya, why did you make Sister Fang unhappy? Apologize to Sister Fang quickly!"
"Sister Fang, don't be angry. It's all my fault. I said the wrong thing!" The little girl named Aya hurriedly apologized, looking like she was about to cry.
"You bitch, you know nothing about my Liang family! Do you understand that this Liang Qiuyan almost killed me back then!" Liang Nanfang yelled angrily.
"Almost killed you?"
Everyone was stunned.
"Sister Fang, what do you mean by this?" someone asked cautiously.
"Humph, you don't understand. Every few years, a group of people from somewhere will come to our Liang family to pick seeds."
"Choose seeds? What seeds should you pick?"
"What else could it be? A seed for practicing martial arts!"
"Don't you have people in your Liang family who are good at martial arts? I heard that your Liang family has produced several martial arts champions!" Someone laughed.
"Tch, how can that martial arts champion compare with the martial arts of these people? The martial arts these people have practiced are all serious ancient martial arts. Have you heard of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Have you heard of Yiyangzhi?
That's the kind!" Liang Nanfang said with a solemn expression.
"What? So powerful?"
"Really? Is this a TV shoot?"
The people at the wine table exclaimed.
"Making a TV show? Oh, these are all real things, and making a TV show? I heard that there are several people like this in my family, and Gu Wu is very good." Liang Nanfang said disdainfully.
"real?"
People were amazed.
"But then again, Sister Fang, what do these people have to do with you?" I don't know who asked.
"Why doesn't it matter? These people came to my house to pick seeds, and they picked me!" Liang Nanfang snorted.
"That's a good thing!"
"What a fart! You don't understand, this is a disaster, you will be picked on by them only if you are unlucky!"
"Why?"
"Why else? Anyone who is chosen by these people and practices Kungfu with them for a few years will be injured or disabled, and may even die!"
"Ah? Is this...is this practice or risking one's life?"
"Of course it's a martial arts practice, but it's a peerless martial arts. But if you want to practice such peerless martial arts, you have to risk your life!" Liang Nanfang snorted.
