Wu Zhu stood behind Wang Gang, holding an iron rod, suspended above Wang Gang's head.
Fan Xian knelt in front of Wang Gang, with a dagger pressed against his left chest, already an inch into his flesh.
"If you kill him, I will kill you." Wu Zhu said to Wang Gang coldly.
Fan Xian said anxiously: "Uncle Wu Zhu, please leave me alone."
Wu Zhu said: "You are my only son, I cannot let you die."
Wang Gang snorted coldly: "You think you can keep him."
Wu Zhu paused and found that his iron rod was pushed away by an invisible force.
The next moment, Wu Zhu's body flew out and slid on the ground for a long time, leaving a deep mark.
"Special function?" Fan Xian was dumbfounded.
An illusory shadow slowly appeared behind Wang Gang, turning into a diamond ape about three feet tall.
Wu Zhu quickly got up and attacked Wang Gang quickly.
King Kong also moved and struggled with Wu Zhu. King Kong punched Wu Zhu and knocked him directly into the earth.
Fan Xian was completely confused at this time.
The dagger in Wang Gang's hand penetrated another inch. Stimulated by the pain, Fan Xian came to his senses.
"You don't have to count on that person to save you." Wang Gang gently exerted force and was about to pierce Fan Xian's heart.
Fan Xian was completely despairing at this moment and closed his eyes, preparing to face his own death.
"I have lived in vain for sixteen years, and even if I die now, it will not be in vain."
The dagger suddenly stopped. Fan Xian felt something. When he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Gang's complicated expression.
Wang Gang took back the dagger, threw it away, and said: "Forget it, what happened back then has nothing to do with you. You are just a baby, so what can you do."
Fan Xian was overjoyed and stood up and said, "Brother, I know you are reluctant to kill me."
Wang Gang said angrily: "I'm not your eldest brother."
Fan Xian was unmoved, pointed at King Kong who was fighting Wu Zhu, and asked: "Brother, what on earth is that thing?"
Wang Gang said: "This is the clone of my true energy."
"Clone?" Fan Xian asked in surprise: "Can you still play like this with your true energy?"
With a thought in Wang Gang's mind, the King Kong fighting Wu Zhu slowly disappeared.
"Brother, can you teach me this move?" Fan Xian's eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "It wouldn't be cool if I got a Gundam."
Wang Gang was speechless. Fan Xian kept using modern nouns all day long, was he afraid that others wouldn't know that he was a time traveler?
Don’t you know that the first important thing for a time traveler is to learn to disguise yourself and not act unique?
"Using Qi to transform into form requires a high level of Qi. "Hegemonic Qi" must break through the ninth level. You are only at the seventh level, so you can't learn it." Wang Gang said with his hands behind his back.
Fan Xian looked at Wang Gang's intact right hand and asked: "Brother, why did your right hand grow back? And how did your appearance change?"
Wang Gang's facial bones changed for a while, returning to his original appearance.
"It's just a little technique for applying Qi. You can do it now." Wang Gang raised his right hand and said, "As for my right hand, it is a prosthetic limb."
Fan Xian grabbed Wang Gang's right arm, pinched and touched it, like a curious baby.
Wang Gang simply took off the prosthetic leg and showed it to Fan Xian.
"I made this prosthetic limb out of gold and iron. I put it on the broken arm. I used my true energy to run through the arm. I controlled the prosthetic limb like a puppet on strings. I put on gloves so that no one else could see it."
Fan Xian sighed: "Brother, where have you been all these years? It's changed so much!"
Wang Gang didn't want to expose what happened in the grassland, so he said: "Traveling around the world, traveling around, and seeing more, you will naturally know some tricks."
Fan Xian returned the prosthetic limb to Wang Gang, who installed it on the broken arm, and then used his true energy to penetrate the five fingers, making them more flexible than real fingers.
Wuzhu walked over expressionlessly. Fan Xian quickly stood in front of Wang Gang and said, "Uncle Wuzhu, eldest brother won't kill me. It was just a joke."
"I have analyzed that he has an 80% chance of killing you." Wu Zhu said mechanically.
Fan Xian shook his head and said, "If brother wanted to kill me, he would have killed me ten years ago. He would not have waited until now."
Wu Zhu tilted his head, as if thinking about Fan Xian's words. After a few seconds, he suddenly turned around and left, walking into the darkness.
"Brother, don't blame Uncle Wu Zhu. He is stubborn and sometimes his brain can't turn around."
Of course Wang Gang would not argue with a robot. In fact, he quite sympathized with Wu Zhu.
According to the original plot, after Fan Xian died, Wu Zhu stood guard in front of his tomb and sat there for thousands of years, thinking that Fan Xian would wake up. It was not until Fan Xian's descendants returned later that they found only his remains.
Although Wu Zhu is a robot, he has begun to develop self-awareness, which is both a blessing and a misfortune.
Wang Gang has no ill feelings towards Wuzhu, so naturally he will not fight him to the death, not to mention that Wang Gang has no confidence in destroying Wuzhu.
Wu Zhu was blindfolded, not because he was blind, but to hide the ultimate weapon "laser eyes". Wang Gang didn't know if he could withstand that kind of future technology!
Wang Gang and Fan Xian returned to Kyoto City together. They were both masters and could climb over the city wall without attracting the attention of the defenders.
Back at Wang's Bufang, Fan Xian shamelessly insisted on following him.
"Brother, don't you really think about going home? Dad actually misses you very much." Fan Xian also wanted to persuade Wang Gang to return to Fan Mansion.
"I'm used to being alone. I'll leave Kyoto after a while." Wang Gang said nonchalantly.
Fan Xian said anxiously: "Brother, why don't I tell my father that you are in Kyoto?"
Wang Gang said coldly: "If you dare to say that, I will leave immediately and never see you again."
Seeing Wang Gang's insistence, Fan Xian couldn't help but relent and said, "If you don't tell father, you can tell Ruoruo! You two are from the same mother, and she has missed you a lot these years."
Wang Gang couldn't help but think of Fan Ruoruo's little face. She could be said to be the person with the closest blood relationship to him in this world.
"Don't talk about it for now, I'm worried about her loose mouth." Wang Gang said, "Don't forget, I still bear the title of Ye Qingmei's son, so it's inconvenient for me to recognize Ruoruo."
Fan Xian fell silent, feeling filled with guilt.
"Brother, I know you have suffered a lot over the years because I have suffered a lot. If possible, I really want to make it up to you."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Gang raised the corner of his mouth and said: "If you want to make up for it, it's not impossible, but I'm afraid you won't be able to let it go."
Fan Xian said excitedly: "If there is anything I can't bear to part with, I can even pay for it with my life."
Wang Gang said: "I know that Ye Qingmei left something behind before she died. Are you willing to give that thing to me?"
Fan Xian hesitated. Ye Qingmei did leave a box for him, but the box was a little special and couldn't be opened without a key. Even with Wuzhu's strength comparable to that of the Grand Master, he couldn't break the box.
"It's not that I'm reluctant to part with it, it's just that the things are in a box and I can't open it. Even Uncle Wu Zhu can't destroy it, and I don't know what's inside?" Fan Xian wondered.
"I like collecting weird things the most. If you put it like that, I want it even more." Wang Gang stared into Fan Xian's eyes and said, "Are you willing to give it to me?"
Fan Xian gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll get the box when I get back."
Seeing that Fan Xian was not faking it, Wang Gang couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry! I'm not interested in what your mother left you. What I want is the box that can't be opened."
"Just the box?" Fan Xian asked doubtfully.
Wang Gang pointed to his right arm and said: "Although I made this right arm out of fine iron, it is still not very strong and cannot withstand too much infuriating energy, so I want to find a stronger material and rebuild it."
Fan.”
Hearing this, Fan Xian was completely relieved and said with a smile: "This little thing is not a problem. If I have a chance, I will get some alloy materials and make ten or eight prosthetic limbs for my brother, so that you can use one every day."
Wang Gang snorted: "You should worry about yourself! The marriage Fan Jian found for you is a big trouble."
Fan Xian said with a grimace: "That's not true! My father wants me to take over the inner treasury and insists that I marry Lin Wan'er, the daughter of the eldest princess. I'm worried about how to refuse."
"Then Lin Wan'er is the illegitimate daughter of Prime Minister Lin and the eldest princess. There are many people who want to marry her but they still can't. You are the only one who is hypocritical." Wang Gang said with a smile.
Fan Xian rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, how about you marry Lin Wan'er! From now on, the inner treasury will also be handed over to you."
"Are you willing to give it up? I heard that the eldest princess is the most beautiful woman in the Qing Kingdom. Her daughter is naturally not ugly, not to mention that she has a powerful father behind her. The predecessor of the inner bank is Ye's Trading Company. It's you
The property of mother Ye Qingmei."
"What's the point of being reluctant to part with? Mine is your eldest brother's. Why should you and me be so clear-cut? Besides, I don't want to marry that Lin Wan'er. I have someone I like." Fan Xian said shyly.
Wang Gang was stunned, thinking that Fan Xian had met his chicken-leg girl? If he knew that the chicken-leg girl was Lin Wan'er, would he still be willing to part with her?
"Remember what you said today and don't regret it." Wang Gang's lips curled up slightly.
