Chapter 423 Sorry, you are pretending to be in my professional field! (Additional updates with monthly pass)
When Fang Yan heard Cheng San's invitation, he refused directly:
"I took the money, but I don't have the habit of making friends at Black Fist Casino."
Cheng San's younger brother was startled. He didn't expect this man to be so unruly.
However, he couldn't figure out the truth of the dialect, so he had to bow his hands respectfully, and then stepped back.
As soon as they left, Fang Yan handed all the 600 yuan to Xiao Li.
Six hundred yuan for seven people, thanks to what Cheng San gave him.
Fang Yan was too lazy to share the money, since what he earned was given to Xiao Lixing anyway.
Although the benefits in his current martial arts team are good, his salary is not too much. Haven't you seen that every time he comes to see Ding Jian or comes to his home, he doesn't bring anything with him?
This is poor.
Let him hold it, which can also relieve financial pressure.
Seeing that Fang Yan gave all 600 to Xiao Li, everyone didn't have any objections. Just now everyone made money betting on Xiao Li.
If you want to make money next, just bet on the fourth game.
I just don’t know how high the odds Brother Qiang dares to open this time.
Mr. Cheng was obviously a little surprised after receiving the reply from his younger brother.
He shared half of the proceeds and collected the money from him, but no one came.
This is obviously not giving him face.
But the more this happened, the more wary he became of these people.
Anyone who dares to be so crazy in front of him must have some confidence.
In the past few years, he had learned to keep a low profile and be forbearing. He knew that he should never be impulsive when encountering this kind of thing. He must know the details of the other party before he could take corresponding actions.
He had seen on the stage just now that after Fang Yan got the money, he did not keep it himself, but immediately handed it over to "Xiao Gao".
There was absolutely no hesitation at all.
This is obviously not taking that amount of money seriously!
Very good, very good, I guessed it right.
He is indeed the benefactor.
Looking at the people around him, two guys over 1.9 meters tall were obviously Lian Jiazi.
One of them had a bandage on his hand. It was most likely injured during fighting or training.
There were a few other people, the one who shouted the most enthusiastically just now looked like a second-generation ancestor, and the other two were a little more gentle, and they didn't look like ordinary people.
So he judged that Fang Yan came with three friends and three boxers.
And he was wearing a mask, obviously not wanting to be recognized.
Ha, if your guess is correct, he should be a disciple of a high-ranking cadre in the military compound.
He still really wanted to make friends with this kind of person.
So he stood up, greeted his brothers, and then led them directly towards Fangyan.
If you don't come to see me, then I will come to see you.
Before he got there, he laughed at a few people and said:
"Hahaha...Xiao Gao, what a skill, you played really well just now!"
Several people here really didn't expect that this man would be so shameless. After rejecting him, he took the initiative to come over.
Xiao Li bowed his hands to Mr. Cheng:
"Thank you for the compliment."
Mr. Cheng Sanye smiled and said:
"Later, you have to be careful in the fourth game. What my little Bai is good at is cross-leg posture."
This guy actually took the initiative to expose the situation of his men, which was a bit unexpected.
But looking at Xiao Bai standing next to him, he had no expression, as if he didn't care at all. Instead, he looked at Xiao Li with a fighting look on his face.
It can be seen that this novice is quite confident in his own skills.
When Xiao Li heard this, he cupped his fists and said:
"Well, thank you for reminding me."
At this time, Cheng Sanye finally turned his attention to Fang Yan, and then asked with a smile:
“I don’t know what to call this friend?”
"Andy Lau." Fang Yan glanced at him and said casually impatiently.
After hearing this name, Master Cheng frowned slightly and recalled it quickly in his mind, wondering if he had heard of this person.
He quickly dismissed the idea.
"It turns out it was Mr. Liu who was disrespectful in person." Cheng Sanye cupped his hands and said to the dialect. Fang Yan was startled, but he didn't expect that Cheng San was really following the stick when beating a snake, and asked:
"Have you heard my name?"
Cheng San took over the conversation and said:
"I've never heard of this, but it's fate that we can meet here today. I think this is the first time Mr. Liu and his friends have been to a place like this, right?"
Fang Yan asked him:
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with today's game, right?"
Cheng San said:
"Of course it doesn't matter. I, Cheng Laosan, just like to make friends with people from all walks of life. I feel like I have hit it off with Mr. Liu today, so I came here to have a casual chat with you."
Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Okay, let's talk."
"Okay." Cheng San relaxed when he saw Fang Yan, and immediately felt that his opportunity had come.
So we started with martial arts and followed Fang Yan’s preferences:
"Mr. Liu, I'm a little curious about Xiao Gao's Kung Fu, and I don't know if I'm right. He just seemed to be using Xingyi Quan with extra tendons and bone hands?"
Fang Yan didn't expect Cheng San to be able to distinguish the kung fu used by Xiao Li in such a short time. He nodded:
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"You have a nice look."
Cheng San sighed:
"This is the first time I've seen this combination. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. It destroyed You Lei in one blow."
"I must have practiced for a long time."
Dialect nodded:
"Well, it took about an afternoon."
Cheng San: "..."
He was speechless. At this moment, he really wanted to say, ‘You are such a fucking braggart! ’
If you can train like this in one afternoon, then you are not allowed to participate in national competitions anymore?
Can I still be your follower?
That must make you awesome! ?
But he finally held it back, and even secretly confirmed in his heart that yes, this smell was too strong!
This is the pretentious style of the big courtyard boy!
At this time Fang Yan asked:
"Just now you said that your godson's leg skills are very good. I wonder what kind of skills he used?"
Seeing that Cheng San didn't answer, Fang Yan said:
"Of course I'm just curious. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."
After saying that, he looked like if you don't tell me, I won't talk to you anymore. He turned his head and looked at the stage. At this moment, the bets had been closed and he was ready to start the third game.
This time there were actually two boxers on the stage.
This scene immediately made Fang Yan and the others greedy. It turned out that this was a boxing den!
OK, OK! Looks like we'll have some fun tonight.
Cheng San thought for a while, and realized that his godson had already been on the scene anyway, and his skills were no secret. So after thinking for a moment, he said to Fang Yan:
"It's about poking the feet. I wonder if Mr. Liu has heard of it?"
Hearing this, Fang Yan turned around and asked:
"The foot-tacking in Raoyang, Hebei?"
Cheng San didn't expect that he really knew some dialects, but he shook his head and said:
"You are talking about Wu Panzi, which is the Jiuzhi sect that uses Fanzi fist and jab kick."
After speaking, he patted his godson beside him and said:
"Xiaobai is Wen Danzi and belongs to the Eight Gen sect."
"The cross-legged method with more than eight branches at the bottom, the cross-legged method with more than nine branches at the top."
Fang Yan suddenly realized that he only knew that the kick was very powerful, and that this leg skill was also found in many northern boxing styles.
For example, in Kaimen Bajiquan, there is a corresponding kick, which uses the strength of the foot to kick people.
There are needles hidden in the cotton, flexible and changeable, and very destructive.
At this time, as if to show off his skills, Xiaobai kicked a scattered brick on the ground with a "bang", and the brick exploded into several pieces with a "click" of his kick.
Then he looked at Xiao Li provocatively.
Xiao Li tilted his head and looked at it, then also tapped a brick with his foot.
This time the brick did not explode, but "clicked" and cracked into dozens of pieces.
Seeing this scene, the proud expression on Xiaobai's face froze.
He could tell that this was a change in the strength of the foot to softness.
Xiao Li showed a harmless smile and said in a sincere tone:
"I have practiced martial arts before, but I feel that the power is average and not suitable for me."
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(End of chapter)