Although autumn is already in September, the tiger can heat people into roasted sweet potatoes when it heats up! Especially in the north, this is also the hottest time of the year.

And I am now in Changchun, where Fan Xiliang also has a residence here. Although it is not very big, it is better because it is in a good location! There is only one reason for coming to Changchun, that is, I asked my third senior brother Guo Fang to point to my cheap senior brother. I really didn't realize that that guy was actually a scheming person.

I tried Bajiquan in the park this morning. Speaking of which, I made one punch and eight sounds in the underworld. That was the master's martial arts. When I came to this world, I felt that there was one sound, but there was only one sound, and at the best time there was only two sounds, and the two sounds could only be three times at most. After the punch, my arm was no longer my own.

"Hello, senior brothers!" I came to a village, a village in the border area of ​​Changchun. It is usually very peaceful, and it is no different from other villages. It is here to work from sunrise to rest from sunset to sunset, but there is indeed an inhuman place here, and that place is the gate of Bajimen.

It was already past nine o'clock when I arrived here. I was greeting a disciple of Bajiquan. I don't know who it is. Anyway, I am a disciple who is studying here, and I am a higher seniority than me, because I am still an in-depth disciple.

"Haha, it's your kid, why are you here to polish the master again? I tell you, the master will not accept you unless you can meet the requirements. Also, when you come, the master will have a headache again."

"See what my senior brother said. I'll go in and see the master first. I have time to find a few senior brothers to have fun in the evening!" When I was learning boxing here, because I was in trouble, the master confiscated me, so everyone didn't care much about me. There are very few people who are willing to practice martial arts these days, and even if I really become a disciple, I'm still a little bitch. These people don't take me seriously.

"Master, I'm here! Master, do you miss me so much?" I came to the old guy's house. At this time, my master was like an old man, holding a jade-mouthed cigarette in his hand, smoking a cigarette.

I heard me screaming and entering the room. I didn't breathe well in one breath, and I coughed so hard that I choked. I looked at me with my beard and stared at me, but there was also a helpless expression on my face.

"Boy, yelling, what are you going to do? Old man, I've only been quiet for a few days. Tell me why I'm here this time."

"I miss my master, and I miss my senior brothers. By the way, when I came, I saw that the atmosphere here was not very good. What happened?" I asked as if I didn't know anything.

When I heard my question, the old man was silent. Speaking of me, a cheap master, I was just an old rural man who looked like an incredibly tall. He was about 1.7 meters tall, not very tall, but very thin! There was a small beard on his chin. At the beginning, Gou Qiu told me that this old man was a master of Bajiquan, and then I was full of the thoughts of martial arts predecessors in movies and TV. When I saw him, I felt indescribable disappointment.

"What happened at home, your third senior brother Guo Fang is dead! I don't know who killed him."

"What?" I pretended to shout, "What era is now? There is still such a thing. This is the life of a must-have person. Call the police to catch me!" The old man said with his eyebrows, "What nonsense? The world is in trouble. The other party used the martial arts to kill the third brother. We called the police and didn't laugh enough.

If you have something to do, you should say it quickly. I don’t have time to pay attention to you and go and bring incense sticks to your third senior brother later!" Hearing this, I nodded. I should have given my third senior brother a incense stick. After all, I was a comrade-in-arms who fought with me on the dark road.

"Master, there is something I'm here again. When will you accept me as your disciple?" I didn't say that I could make the sound of Bajiquan. If I say now, what should I do if that old guy doesn't admit it at that time? This is something that is unsure.

"I knew it was this. When will you be able to punch a sound? Even if it is a sound, I will accept you. Otherwise, you don't even think about it. I am a person who is about to retire at this age and don't want to accept disciples. If you really want to enter my Baji Sect, you can find a senior brother to recognize your master."

Tell! I really think I'm stupid. Now I call those guys outside the family senior brothers, and you call you masters. If I really say it, then I'm just a master and a large group of uncles and uncles outside. You'll become my master! I really think I'm stupid.

"Okay! Master, you keep your word, I can make a sound!"

After I said that, the room calmed down, and the old man looked at me. I looked at the old man, the old man looked at me seriously, and I also looked at the old man seriously. In short, we two stared at each other for a long time, and then the old man laughed and said, "Hahaha, you kid are dreaming. How long have you been learning with me? I know that you have a high talent. Although you are over the age of martial arts, you can still get started in this life. But if you say that you can get started by me by me, then my disciples with a size of tens of thousands of years have passed. "

When I heard the old guy's words, I didn't say much. I stood up, stood up and stood up, put on the gesture of Bajiquan, exhale, and inhale! I suddenly punched it out, and two "pa" sounds came from the space, which was great! It was very powerful, and it actually made two sounds.

"Bang!" The old man's cigarette puddle fell to the ground, and his eyes were staring at me straight, making me look furious. This girl's eyes were so scary. Her eyes were clearly trying to eat people.

"That, master, what are you doing? I have something to do today, so let's go first!" I turned around and left. The old guy's eyes were so scary.

"Stop! Smash boy, if you dare to leave, I will break your leg."

I stood at attention. I believe that if this old man really hit me, it would be as easy as hitting his son, or it would be much easier than hitting his son, because his son is also a master.

"Come here and let me see!" I slowly passed by, and the old man began to pinch me! His eyes were getting more and more lit, and he slapped his mouth from time to time. Why did I feel like I was being targeted by a pervert?

"Tell me! When can I punch you!" The old man let me go, picked up my cigarette pier and sat there, and then looked like a master.
Chapter completed!