Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 407

Seeing the oncoming sandbags covering the entire field of vision, Feng Yang was shocked.

"Oh yo!"

He quickly dodged, and out of the corner of his eye, the sandbag on the left had already hit him quickly. Feng Yang was startled, and before he could react, he felt a hard hit on his back, so he flew out.

"Ouch..." Feng Yang lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

"Hahaha..." Wu Xiaokang and others burst into tears from laughing.

After making a joke, Feng Yang was a little out of breath.

"Smile, I wasn't ready just now."

Wu Xiaokang wiped away his tears: "Still stubborn, why don't you come again?"

Feng Yang glanced at the four sandbags that were still dangling, and shrank his neck: "I'm injured, I have to take a break first, you guys come first."

Everyone looked at each other, who dared to come again, they all saw it, this thing is too dangerous.

Zhang Fan cast a glance at Hong Tianhao, and said, "Tianhao, with your ability to reach the realm of transformation, this thing can't trouble you."

The corner of Hong Tianhao's mouth twitched, how could he not tell that Master was mocking him.

He gritted his teeth: "Come on."

Wu Xiaokang said with a smile: "Tianhao, you have to be careful, this thing is not easy to deal with."

"Come on." Hong Tianhao stood there, looking as if death was at home.

"Come on." Following Wu Xiaokang's voice, the sandbag swung out.

Hong Tianhao swayed left and right, and within half a minute he followed in Feng Yang's footsteps.

"Damn it, the movies are really deceiving, how do you play this?" Hong Tianhao sat on the ground, very dissatisfied.

Wu Xiaokang smiled for a while, rolled his eyes, and already had an idea.

"Brother, why don't you try and see how long you can last."

Hong Tianhao stiffened his neck and said, "Master, I'm sure that you are not much better than us."

He felt that this thing is not for people to play, and no one can play it.

Feng Yang also regained his energy and got up from the ground.

"Xiaofan, it seems that you don't show your hands, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape today, hahaha!"

Everyone thought it was interesting to see Zhang Fan deflated immediately.

Not disappointing them, Zhang Fan walked over.

"I haven't played this thing before, so I'll give it a try today."

Although he has never played before, he has full confidence.

Seeing Zhang Fan standing still, Wu Xiaokang smiled: "Brother, are you ready?"

"Come on." Zhang Fan put on a posture.

Everyone stared at him intently. The previous Feng Yang and Hong Tianhao were easily defeated. They all wanted to see how long Zhang Fan could last.

"put!"

"Wow!"

The sandbag came oncoming, Zhang Fan immediately stepped aside, and the wind was approaching on the left, Zhang Fan punched out without thinking, and at the same time, kicked back from the side.

The sandbag on the left was hit hard, and it swung farther, and the sandbag behind it was also kicked away.

The front, right, and back three crises were temporarily relieved, and he had no time to punch the sandbag on the left, so he could only dodge. Therefore, he either dodged or used moves to resolve the four sandbags.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, without the slightest sloppiness, which stunned all the security guards.

Looking at Zhang Fan who was circling among the four sandbags, everyone seemed to be looking at another piece of art.

"It's too gorgeous..." Someone sighed.

Hong Tianhao swallowed, he found that the gap between himself and his master was bigger than he imagined.

"Damn, brother, this is too awesome!"

Wu Xiaokang's eyes widened.

Feng Yang was also filled with emotion.

After playing around for a while, Zhang Fan lost interest after playing something new.

"Boom boom boom!"

He punched four times at an extremely fast speed, and the strength was under his control. When his fist fell, the four sandbags were fixed around him.

Zhang Fan walked out calmly, and greeted the baptism of everyone's eyes.

Gulu... Everyone swallowed their mouths together and stared at him without blinking, as if they were looking at the most beautiful gem in the world.

Zhang Fan glanced around and knew that his goal had been achieved.

"Practice hard. The sandbags are here. You can come and practice at any time. If you can't hide from four sandbags, then practice three. If you can't hide from three, just use two."

"I want you to remember one thing, no matter how powerful you are in the future, you must not be arrogant."

Feng Yang was quite embarrassed and said: "Xiaofan, don't worry, we will definitely practice well."

Hong Tianhao also looked embarrassed: "Master, I was wrong."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Okay, don't underestimate yourselves. In fact, you practiced very well, which surprised me."

"If you really want to practice kung fu, I will teach you some real kung fu in a while."

Zhang Fan already had this plan in mind, Huairen Square is about to expand, and the security department is the top priority.

Since they have this interest, Zhang Fan is also happy to teach them.

As soon as everyone heard the real kung fu, they immediately swept away the previous decadence and regained their spirits.

Hong Tianhao asked curiously, "Master, what kind of kung fu is it?"

Seeing that everyone looked at it together, Zhang Fan had made a fool of himself.

"Don't worry, you will know when the time comes."

...

Not long after returning to the villa, a person who surprised Zhang Fan entered the house.

Feng Yang's uncle, Feng Mingyuan, is also related to Zhang Fan.

He was wearing a chef's white coat, with his hands behind his back, with a displeased expression on his face.

"Uncle Mingyuan, why are you here at this hour?"

Zhang Fan was very curious, it was working hours, Su Rong's sister-in-law had just mentioned to him yesterday that Feng Mingyuan was late, and his appearance here now, didn't it mean that he was late again today?

"Humph."

Feng Mingyuan snorted coldly, and sat on the sofa to himself, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

"Xiao Fan, what happened to your sister-in-law Su Rong? I was only half an hour late, and she actually fired me."

"Besides, I explained to her the relationship between me and you, but she didn't recognize it at all, and said that no matter who came, it wouldn't work. Do you think it's ridiculous?"

After speaking, he shook his head and poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it.

That arrogant tone made Zhang Fan frown, how could he not understand Feng Mingyuan's intentions.

"Xiaofan, why don't you speak?"

Feng Mingyuan looked at Zhang Fan suspiciously. He thought Zhang Fan would be very angry when he heard about it.

"Uncle Mingyuan, what do you want me to say?"

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law Su Rong is the manager of the hot spring villa. I know her well. I won't interfere with whoever she wants to fire."

"Besides, if you work hard, Uncle Mingyuan, why did she fire you?"

Feng Mingyuan became anxious when he heard it.

"Xiaofan, what are you talking about? You are a shareholder of Hot Spring Villa, and you have a good relationship with Su Rong. What's wrong with you speaking for Uncle?"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan was also a little upset.

"Uncle Mingyuan, shouldn't an elder be a role model for our younger generations? You relied on your relationship with me to arrive late and leave early at will, and now you want me to help you through the back door. Sorry, I can't do it."

"you!"

Feng Mingyuan flushed with anger, "Are you really not going to speak for me?"

Zhang Fan turned his back and rejected him with his back.

Feng Mingyuan was slack at work, arriving late and leaving early, thinking that with Zhang Fan's backing, he could sit back and relax.

Little did they know that Zhang Fan was most annoyed by this kind of person.

Seeing Zhang Fan's attitude, Feng Mingyuan almost vomited blood.

"Okay, okay, you are really promising, and now even your uncle doesn't like it."

After saying this, he waited for a while and saw that Zhang Fan didn't respond at all.

"you are vicious!"

He snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Zhang Fan shook his head, this elder really disappointed him.

Until the end, it was still a matter of course, and I didn't feel that I had done anything wrong.

Zhang Fan originally thought that Feng Mingyuan had left, and the matter was over, but he didn't expect Feng Yang to come again at noon after get off work.

"Yangyang, you also came to intercede for Uncle Mingyuan?"

Feng Yang cried and said: "Xiaofan, I was forced to come here by my uncle. He is an elder. I can't do it if I don't come, but I'm just going through the motions."

Zhang Fan gave him a funny look: "So that's the case, you won't blame me for not helping Uncle Mingyuan, right?"

"What am I blaming you for? He didn't work hard at the villa, thinking that with your backing, he could sit back and relax. Speaking of which, it's my uncle who made you mess up."

"It's good that you can understand. If I really help him, maybe it's not helping him but hurting him."

"You're right. It's because he doesn't cherish such a good job. If he doesn't let him suffer, he doesn't know how great it is."

After lunch, Zhang Fan went to Baishi Village Primary School first, and then went to the medicine field.

The days are extremely fulfilling.

When dinner was approaching, Feng Yang came again.

"Xiaofan, my mother called me and said that she prepared dinner at home and asked me to call you to eat."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but think of the sexy scene that happened in the bathroom with Aunt Chunying last time...

"Xiao Fan, what are you thinking?" Seeing Zhang Fan in a daze, Feng Yang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Oh, nothing." Zhang Fan restrained himself.

Aunt Chunying suddenly called him to eat, and her purpose was nothing more than Feng Mingyuan.

But it wasn't appropriate not to go, so Zhang Fan didn't feel pretentious, and simply went to Feng's house with Feng Yang.

In Feng's house, the table was covered with dishes, and the hot pot was bubbling.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Yang was stunned for a moment: "Uncle, why are you here?"

Yuan Chunying glared at him: "Why is this kid talking? Your uncle can't come yet?"

Then, he changed his smiling face and looked at Zhang Fan.

"Xiaofan is here, come and sit down."

"Aunt Chunying."

Zhang Fan nodded in greeting, and glanced at Feng Mingyuan who was sitting at the table.

What surprised him a little was that Feng Mingyuan changed from his previous arrogant appearance and put a smile on his face.

"Xiaofan, we are all family members, don't stand still."

Zhang Fan nodded, went to sit down, and Feng Yang sat beside him.

"Aunt Chunying, how can you make it so rich this year?"

Before Yuan Chunying answered the call, Feng Mingyuan next to him yelled.

"Xiaofan, didn't I run into the town this afternoon, passing by the vegetable market, and found that the beef sold was quite fresh, so I cut a few catties and went to my younger siblings for a tooth sacrifice."

"Thinking about having two glasses of wine, Yangyang doesn't hold a lot of alcohol. Your Aunt Chunying said that you hold a lot of alcohol, so she called and asked Yangyang to pick you up."

Zhang Fan secretly laughed, probably Feng Mingyuan realized that the previous method was wrong, so he changed it again.

Hard can not come soft.

(End of this chapter)