Chapter 8: Martial arts

008 武斗 家
"Do you have to be a mess when you are a man?"
Li Fan was troubled by beheading and covering his face, and his heart was upset. "Who did I recruit?
"It's awful to say, don't forget, I am the leader of the martial arts league, and many people challenge me.
Murong Yin said proudly, "In addition, there are many pursuers. You are now my husband, naturally you have to share the pressure together."
"It's not fair, I'm too bad!"
"Then you can consider breaking the engagement."
"Bad is a blessing! I need more exercise to grow!"
Li Fan's eyes firmly said.
"This is like my husband."
Murong Ying nodded. "You can go home that night."
"..."
Li Fan was about to collapse, and his calf stood for a day. He could only take a break when he was out of class. Not only the calf is sore, even the crickets hurt! Although this woman yelled at her husband, she didn't have any feelings for herself! I'm so angry at home! The ancients often said that a penny overwhelmed the hero, let alone a hundred catties of gold!
No, you must revive Fu Gang! You have to let Murong Ying know who is the master of the family! Manly husband, do it!
"What are you waiting for?"
"Yes!"
Li Fan was about to open the road, but suddenly a Mercedes-Benz rushed out and almost hit Li Fan. Rub, how is this driving, blind?
The door opened, and Wang Qiang jumped out of it. When did this guy change another car? There are quite a lot of luxury cars in his family! This big Ben, at least one million, right?
"Miss Murong! I'll take you home!"
Wang Qiang's father's company was just opposite the school. 911 was unable to take it. He saw Murong Ying come out and hurried to drive his dad's dash.
"No."
Murong Ying flatly refused.
"Miss Murong, give me a chance!"
Wang Qiang had forgotten all his girlfriends at this time, and only Murong Ying was in his eyes. This superb beauty, looks beautiful and has a good figure ... especially those big long legs that make people drool!
Just this leg is enough to play for one year!
"Sorry, I already have a fiance."
Murong Ying's words almost made Wang Qiang collapse.
"He, who is he?"
"Fu Jun, why don't you come home?"
Murong Ying didn't answer Wang Qiang, but called out to Li Fan. Li Fan's scalp is numb, this woman, she is a female demon!
"Li Fan? How is that possible!"
Wang Qiang's worldview was trembling, "What is worse than him! Miss Murong, are you lying to me, right?"
Murong Ying turned her head gently, looked at the two, and said thoughtfully, "Speaking ... you are indeed more handsome and richer than him ..."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Wang Qiang nodded again and again, Li Fan was distressed and a little bit sour. Why, can't you be jealous? It must be an illusion!
"However, I just like him for no reason. Also, call me the manager."
Murong Ying said so intentionally, Wang Qiang wished to eat Li Fan's meat and drink Li Fan's blood! This kid, He De He Neng, even let this beautiful girl take the initiative to put up and hug her!
"Miss Murong, you're such a noble person, you should just go to work every day!"
Wang Qiang did not want to give up, and continued to make his last efforts.
"Big Ben ..."
Murong Ying smiled, "It doesn't match my grade."
"Hit, it's great! You're all worthy of a big run!"
Wang Qiang had just finished speaking, and a black-brown Bentley stopped at the gate of the school. The iron pillar squeezed out of the cab, bowed, and said to Murong Ying.
"Miss, I'm here to pick you up."
"Well, husband, just run back by yourself, I'll wait for you at home."
Murong Ying was in Wang Qiang's stunned, got on this Bentley, and went away. Li Fan scolded his mother, shit, you ran away by car and left me behind to eat ash, it was too much!
He adjusted his mood, glanced at Wang Qiang with tears in his eyes, and patted his shoulder, comforting him.
"It doesn't matter, Big Ben is also very good. Work hard and you can drive Bentley!"
After that, he walked in heavy steps and ran towards the home, leaving Wang Qiang to wash his face with tears. It's been a long time since Bentley drove them. The grade of this rush is really not matching ...
Li Fanke, no matter how painful Wang Qiang is, he's not much better now. There is a fiancee like Murong Ying, who has a real face, but it has no practical significance! You ca n’t touch it, you have to receive this devil-like training every day, who can stand it!
When Li Fan ran home, it was a little bit dark. The two rows of black suit bodyguards were still standing upright at the door and saw Li Fan bowing in welcome.
"Welcome my aunt home!"
"Don't be so polite ..."
Looking at the weird eyes of the neighbors, Li Fan knew that his beautiful neighborhood life must be over, and the aunt Wang next door would probably not send dumplings every three or five, and the junior middle school sister who was developing the door would not ask herself History is ... oh, my wonderful daily life, where have you been ...
"Half an hour slower than the morning."
Murong Ying sat at the table, looked at her watch, and said.
"Is your leg sore? I've stood for a day!"
Li Fan's bitter water.
"Where is this? You still have a lot to learn."
Murong Ying sat there, and Tie Zhu tied her napkin for her. Sure enough, it was Miss, who depended on others to serve. Tie Zhu also wanted to help Li Fan, but Li Fanyi refused rightfully.
"Let's eat first. It's also important to replenish your strength. After all, you have more training programs at night."
"what?"
Li Fan was scared. Can he still live this day?
Although there were only two people to dine, the table was more than three meters long, two people sat on each side, and the iron pillar began to serve up. This large table has Chinese and Western dishes, but Murong Ying only eats a little bit, maintaining the style of a young lady. Li Fan was rude. He was hungry and hungry for a long time and started to implement the CD-ROM policy. After practicing the exercises, her appetite also increased a lot. Slowly, a large table was served, and Li Fan ate half of it.
"Well, who the was looking for me today?"
When Li Fan was winding up the wind, he suddenly remembered the blue gown and couldn't help asking.
"You can't speak but you can't speak."
Murong Sakura said without touching her head.
Damn, there are so many rules! Li Fan rolled his eyes and continued to eat. At the end of the meal, Murong Ying cleaned her hands and said slowly.
"His name is Liao Bing, and he is the young master of the Perak Gate in Henan. Although he has some enthusiasm in Perak's mastery, his internal strength is still shallow and not to be afraid.
"He flicked the car with one palm. Is it still shallow?"
Li Fan couldn't help but slap his tongue. "What's so deep inside?"
"That's relying on his clever palm technique, pushing mountains and moving stones, nothing surprising."
Murong Ying clapped her hands, Tie Zhu untied her pink apron, stood beside it, and seemed to be doing a demonstration.
"I will give you a lesson today to let you know what a martial arts home is."