Chapter 4: : Scum with less than five combat power!

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Fang Bai, who was titled "War Emperor" in his previous life, stepped up the ranks in constant battles, and eventually became the Invincible Immortal Emperor.
Fang Tiansheng had a desire for fighting. Hearing the word "fight", his blood began to boil.
Mao Qiangdong looked at Fang Bai who was half a head shorter than himself and was thin and thin. He laughed and said, "Oh, you have learned kung fu? I'm so scared! Come on, use your kung fu to hit me... …"
Snapped--
Before Mao Qiangdong's voice fell, a loud slap was already slapped on his left cheek.
Under the action of huge inertia, Mao Qiangdong's body turned in a circle and sat on the ground.
Mao Qiangdong was stunned by Fang Bai's slap, sitting on the ground with his hands on his cheeks, his hair was messy, his eyes were dull, and his expression was miserable. It looked like he had been exploded by a few strong men.
Mao Qiangdong's two companions were also stunned, looking at each other, they didn't even dare to step forward to help.
"Slapped him, my own palm was numb and painful...this body is really weak!"
Shaking his numb right hand, Fang Bai couldn't help but smile.
"Dog stuff, dare to beat me!"
Mao Qiangdong who reacted like a furious lion jumped up from the ground, shouting "Wow" and rushed towards Fang Bai.
"Fang Bai be careful!"
Zhou Dabai reminded him loudly, and then stared at the court with wide-eyed eyes. As long as he found that Fang Bai could not beat Mao Qiangdong, he went up to help.
Fang Bai grinned at Zhou Dabai, standing still, watching Mao Qiangdong who hit him like an iron tower, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Go to hell!"
Mao Qiangdong, who rushed in front of Fang Bai's body, twisted his facial features, his expression was hideous, and amid the roar, he raised his hand and slammed it with a punch, slamming it on Fang Bai's chest.
The corner of Fang Bai's mouth moved a bit, revealing a contemptuous smile.
Slow punches!
Lack of power!
Scum with less than five combat power!
This is Fang Bai's evaluation of Mao Qiangdong's punch.
Although the body of the seizing house was very weak, Fang Bai was the rebirth of the war emperor of the immortal world after all. He still had his vision. With his unparalleled combat experience in his previous life, he was more than enough to deal with an ordinary person like Mao Qiangdong.
Until Mao Qiangdong's fist was about to hit his chest, Fang Bai stepped out diagonally, avoiding Mao Qiangdong's fist attack just right.
At the same time, he has been secretly gathering his right fist. Also blasted forward like lightning.
Well--
Mao Qiangdong punched in his abdomen, his body staggered back in a muffled snort, his back hit the wall behind him heavily, and then he collapsed slowly.
His body was like a dried shrimp dropped into a pan, curled up into a ball, his nose and tears streaming down.
Fang Bai actually defeated Mao Qiangdong?
how can that be?
Fang Bai, who is weak and like a small receiver, faces the strong Mao Qiangdong, shouldn't Fang Bai be the one who suffers?
The plot is not like this...
Mao Qiangdong's two colleagues looked at the scene in front of them, dumbfounded, in disbelief.
"Damn, one punch! Fang Bai, did you really meet an expert?"
Zhou Dabai looked at Fang Bai with a devilish expression, his eyes almost falling to the ground.
"Dabai, it's not early, let's go home."
Fang Bai did not look at Mao Qiangdong who was curled up on the ground again, waved to Zhou Dabai, turned and walked outside the alley.
"Oh……"
Zhou Dabai returned to his senses and hurried a few steps to chase after Gao Bai, and said excitedly: "Fang Bai, are you kidding me?"
"What's a joke?"
"The expert you said..."
"It's true. Otherwise I can be so good?"
"Then... you introduce me to that expert, and I will learn kung fu with him."
"The expert dragon saw the head but didn't see the end. After teaching me a few days of kung fu, he wandered around the world and disappeared."
"..."
"You want to learn kung fu, I will teach you later."
"You can?"
"Nonsense, I have got the true biography of that expert... Do you not learn? Don't learn it!"
"Study! Of course! Hey, when I learn Kung Fu, our two brothers will be invincible in the world!"
Fang Bai and Zhou Dabai’s homes are both located in the northern suburbs of Zhongzhou City, which belongs to the urban-rural junction. If you walk more than ten miles north from here, you will find the Wolong Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles.
Looking at the undulating mountains in the north, Fang Bai was secretly happy.
In his eyes, places with beautiful landscapes can often condense more vitality from heaven and earth, and are good places for cultivation.
If you are lucky, you may be able to find some exotic flowers and plants to assist your cultivation in some inaccessible places.
After breaking up with Zhou Dabai at a crossroad not far from home, Fang Bai followed the memory of the original owner of the body and came to his door.
Pushing open the two red-painted wooden doors, there is a courtyard half the size of a basketball court in front of you.
In the center of the courtyard, there is a jujube tree planted for a few years. On the north side are three brick houses, on the east side is the kitchen, and on the west side are a bedroom and a utility room. Vegetable field, planting some seasonal vegetables...
Is this my future home in this world?
This small courtyard gave Fang Bai a very warm and peaceful feeling, and Fang Bai suddenly fell in love with it.
In the world Fang Bai was in before, many cultivators practiced the ruthless Dao. They believed that only by abandoning all feelings, the heart was as strong as iron, and the heart was as cold as ice.
But Fang Bai's cultivation is sentimental. Family affection, friendship, and affection between men and women in the world can all become the source of motivation for his cultivation. Sometimes those emotions can even make him explode beyond imagination.
"Fang Bai is back?"
The voice of a middle-aged woman came from the kitchen on the east side.
This voice was strange and familiar to Fang Bai at this moment.
Fang Bai walked into the kitchen lightly and looked at the thin back of the middle-aged woman in front of the stove. Somehow, the bridge of her nose was slightly sour.
"mom……"
Fang Bai called out the word "Mo" naturally, his voice trembling slightly.
"Fang Bai, are you okay?"
Hearing something wrong with her son's voice, Yang Mei looked back at him and asked with concern.
"It's okay, the bike is riding too fast and I'm a little tired."
Fang Bai smiled, looking at her mother who was only in her early forties this year but had given birth to many white hairs, she was secretly moved.
Just after his father Fang had a car accident, his mother almost supported the whole family alone. She had to support herself and her sister to study, and she had to take care of her paralyzed father. You can imagine the hardship.
Yangmei's body is not very good. Although there are no major problems, minor problems continue. Especially in the past few months, the mental shock and physical fatigue have made her mentally exhausted, and her whole body looks haggard and old.
But Yangmei is an extremely strong person, all suffering and tiredness are hidden in the bottom of my heart, never showing it in front of her husband and children.
"Don't ride too fast in the future, safety first. You must be hungry? Mom made your favorite spicy tofu today. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat!"
Yangmei exhorted, turned around and continued to rectify the food.
"Ok."
Fang Bai responded. After washing his hands, he moved the square table in the house to the corridor in front of the living room, and pushed his father in a wheelchair out of the room.
In my memory, just after his father Fang had a car accident, the car owner lost a sum of money, but the follow-up treatment plus various family expenses, the money is almost spent now, and the family's financial situation is still not optimistic.
Fang Bai was a filial son before being seized. Although the doctors believed that Fang Gang could only spend the second half of his life in a wheelchair, Fang Bai, who was studying medicine, stubbornly believed that his father would be able to stand up again.
For this reason, Fang Bai, who was in front of the house, looked through various medical books at home and abroad, and delved into medical skills frantically, hoping to find a way to cure his father’s paralysis.
In Fang Bai's view at this moment, a person would not have a disease that could not be cured unless his body and spirit were destroyed. As long as he could re-condense his true essence, he could repair Fang Gang's damaged nerves and let him stand and walk again.
After eating, Fang Bai spoke with his father in the courtyard. After Yang Mei cleaned up the house, he rode a battery tricycle and pulled the goods away from the house.
Yangmei would go to the nearby night market in the square to set up a stall every night, selling some toys and clothing, and the money he made was not much, barely enough to maintain the family's daily expenses.
"It seems that in the future, in addition to practicing, I have to find ways to make money for the family. Denying my promise to the original owner of this body is just empty talk."
Seeing his mother's back, Fang Bai lightly sighed.
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