I Can Crit In Martial Arts

　　 Lin Fan wanted to have a few words with Zhang Guanjiao. When he saw him picking up his nose in public, he didn't even want to turn around and leave. People who had picked up his nose like to smear things on others.

　　 The animal world’s saying leaves the smell on the other person to facilitate the next search.

　　 For Zhang Guanjiao, it’s cool...

In a secluded courtyard, in front of the lake, a man in white is holding a fishing rod, tilting his head, and staring at the calm lake with a dull expression. Fishing is a technical job. After a long time, no fish has caught the bait. A pair of mandarin ducks swim happily. , The neck is entwined, and occasionally looks at the man in white.

　　 seems to be saying... trash.

at this time.

　　 A middle-aged man came to the white-clothed man and said respectfully: "My son, I failed."

"Oh!"

　　 The white-clothed man responded simply, listlessly, without much energy, his eyes kept staring at the lake, as if waiting for something.

　　 "Then next..." He wanted to know what the son was going to do next, but he was interrupted by the son before he finished speaking.

　　 The white-clothed man raised his slender, white fingers like a woman, pointed at the two loving mandarin ducks and said, "Kai Sheng, do you think these two beasts are humiliating me?"

　　 Kuisheng glanced at the two mandarin ducks, and whispered: "Don't worry, son, the subordinates will hand over the mother's to the kitchen later, and stew the soup to supplement the son's body."

　　 "Well, that's okay, and find a female duck to breed the male, so that he may be lonely." The white-clothed man nodded indifferently, and was very satisfied with Kui Sheng's reply.

"Please rest assured, my subordinates must make arrangements to find the ugliest female duck." Kui Sheng knows that his son is ill, but he can accept it calmly, and is even willing to assist him, perhaps because he can satisfy his own curiosity. Right.

　　 "Hey!" The white-clothed man sighed softly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a trace of sadness on his face.

　　 Kui Sheng said: "Why does the son sigh?"

　　 "I have been fishing until now, but I haven't even hooked a fish."

　　 The voice just fell.

　　噗通!

　　 Kuisheng jumped up without saying a word, leaving a gorgeous parabola in the air, and plunged into the lake.

　　 The white-clothed man saw the scene before him and exclaimed: "He who knows me...Ki Shengya."

　　 "My son, the fish has taken the bait."

　　 Then he saw the white-clothed man pulling up the fishing rod abruptly, and seeing the fish caught, he laughed heartily: "Okay...Okay."

　　...

　　 Martial arts field.

　　 Lin Fan has become an elite, leading the crowd to practice the powerful bull demon fist for a long time. Most of the helpers are panting and exhausted, gathering together to communicate.

　　 "Lin Jingyi hasn't stopped practicing until now, is he really not tired?"

　　 "Who knows, anyway, I heard that the guy who lives next to our Lin Jingjing, seems to have not slept well for a long time."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "That is after our Lin elite returns, we will continue to practice until midnight."

　　 hiss!

　　 took a breath.

　　 They were all shocked by Lin Fan's efforts, just wanting to become stronger must be accumulated over time, and it will not be possible to succeed in one fell swoop. It is a good thing to practice hard, but it seems unnecessary to cultivate in this way.

　　 It's a pity, how do they know that I am an excellent man with a small support in your eyes. Simply put, the harder you work, the more powerful you are, so they ask you if you want to work hard.

　　 Maybe this is the gap between people.

　　 just when they gossiping about Lin Fan.

　　 [Hint: trigger nine times the critical strike! 】

　　 [Hint: Vigorous Niu Moquan proficiency +9! 】

　　 look at...

　　 While you were blowing the water, the Lin elite in your mind became stronger again. It may not be visible to the naked eye, but the data is showing it.

　　 "When you have a rest, hurry up and practice, don't be lazy." Lin Fan shouted.

　　 If it was before.

　　 He didn't bother to care about it. Who made him an elite now? Taking care of these gangs must not let them be lazy.

　　...

　　 asked Yuekan.

　　 This place is the temporary residence of Miss Eight, where everything is handled. Since Lin Fan managed the group of gangs, Guan Jiao Zhang doesn't need to be there often.

　　 "Miss Eight, the black assassin should have come to assassinate Lin Fan." Zhang Guanjiao said.

　　 "Do you know who sent it?" Miss Eight asked.

　　 "I don't know." Zhang Guanjiao said in his heart, this is your family affair, how dare I say, in case you make a mistake, it is just to instigate separation, if you let the old leader know, I am afraid that I will strip myself.

　　 Miss Eight knew that even if Zhang Guanjiao had a guess, she didn't dare to say it.

"Lin Fan didn't have much time to join Qinglei League, so he could have such a cultivation level. Among them..." Miss Eighth had no expression on her face, as if she was talking to herself, and as if she was talking to Zhang Guanjiao, she felt something in her heart. doubt.

　　 Zhang Guanjiao knew what Miss Eight said, that was to doubt Lin Fan's identity.

First of all, it is impossible for Lin Fan to have such a cultivation base in this short period of time. It can only be said that when he joins the Qinglei League, he already has a cultivation base, and has been hidden forever, maybe someone else. Sent to be a spy.

Zhang Guan said, "Miss Eighth, the subordinates believe that it was not killed by Lin Fan, but other experts in the league did it. According to my observation, the killer had two fatal injuries, and his body and brain were penetrated by a force. , And some time ago, his subordinates touched the bones for Lin Fan, but they didn't find anything unusual."

　　 Miss Eight nodded, trusting Zhang Guanjiao very much, so she didn't ask anything.

Zhang Guanjiao glanced at Miss Eight, and when she saw Miss Eight frowning, he knew who was behind the scenes. He stayed by his side honestly and didn't say a word. Some things were involved, and some things were said. It's not good.

　　 Thinking about making an appointment with Xiangling tonight.

　　 I want to book a room again.

Hey!

　　My waist, my silver pair, I'm afraid that neither of them will be guaranteed.

　　 Just as Zhang Guanjiao was thinking about what moves he would make tonight, Miss Eight's words came in his ear.

　　 "Does he have any hobbies?"

"No."

　　 answered very decisively.

　　 After saying this, the picture of Lin Fanbai's prostitute Moyun appeared in Zhang Guanjiao's mind. The appearance of the spring breeze was proud, and it was annoying to think about it.

　　 Besides, **** is the nature of a man. UU reading www.uukānshu.com is not a hobby, it is just for normal operation.

day to day!

　　 Half a month passed.

　　 During this period of time, Lin Fan was really stable. Wu Jun tempted Lin Fan to go to Yanyuge to listen to the music many times, and he hugged the girl, but he refused with righteous words.

　　A woman is a stumbling block on the road to practice, how can she be addicted to it.

　　 If you can't suppress the desire in your heart, what else can you talk about whether you can become a master.

　　Cultivation is the happiest thing.

　　Everything else is false.

at this time.

　　 Yanyu Pavilion is full of business, and there are endless customers. Lin Fan, Wu Jun and others are sitting in a corner, drinking wine, playing games, and watching the performances on the stage from time to time.

　　 "Brother Lin, this performance tonight is tempting, it's good." Wu Jun praised.

　　 Lin Fan said: "If you like it, look at it more, you can't touch it anyway."

　　 "It hurts people."

　　 Wu Jun looked up his head and ate a cup, his heart was hot, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he was. He hugged the girl next to him, lowered his head, buried his head in it, and took a deep breath, causing the girl to smile and itch.

　　 Lin Fan closed his eyes slightly, this situation is unsightly, and his heart is very distressed.

　　 then got up.

　　 "Brother Lin, where are you going?"

"go back."

　　 "Ah, won't you stay tonight?"

　　 Lin Fan smiled and said, "I'm a serious person, I'm just here to accompany you. It's not early. I should go back. Have fun."

　　 Leave directly after speaking.

　　 Wu Jun is dumbfounded, it looks like you fooled me...

When 　　 reached the door, he glanced back.

Hey!

　　 Is there no free activities for free sex?

　　 Broken place, boring.

　　PS: Thank you: a great reward for a long memory, thank you.