From the beginning of celebrating more than one year, the sun shines on the sky

Chapter 12 [Do you want to kill]

Shih Tzu Tofu.

Plaque so.

In the store, Fan Zui ate a bowl of tender tofu deliciously, feeling satisfied.

It was impossible to pay, so I had to take Uncle Wu Zhu as a mortgage.

Therefore, when Fan Zui left, he gave Tofu Xishi a copy of "Cheats for Picking Up Girls".

Also explain one or two by the way.

For example, "Men chasing women, separated by mountains, women chasing men separated by membranes."

As long as she is active enough, nothing is impossible.

Enthusiasm is like fire, even a robot will be softened.

That hot tofu chest, give full play to your strength.

Under the surprised gaze of Tofu Xishi, Fan Zui patted his ass and left.

He really wanted to know if this tofu Xishi could have some sparks with Wuzhu.

That scene must have been beautiful.

However, although Wuzhu is a robot, somehow, under the influence of his cheap mother Ye Qingmei, some changes seem to have taken place.

A very light, very light human emotion was born.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself.

However, Fan Zui was originally a traveler, so after careful attention, he naturally discovered some unusual things.

If it is expanded, maybe Wuzhu will become different from now on, maybe.

Didn't Ye Qingmei always want Wu Zhu to go on a blind date, but she never did.

He might be able to...

Smiling, he left the shop and went to Wuzhu's grocery store next door.

When I entered the store, I just saw someone shunning things.

Give three coppers, but take away something close to a hundred coppers.

"Boss, the money has been paid!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the blind man sitting in the corner weaving a cage and wearing a blindfold, and turned around to leave.

Wu Zhu didn't stop him, and didn't make a sound.

Let the other party go.

When Fan Zui entered the room, he happened to see this scene. The man seemed a little guilty, and in a hurry, he almost collided with Fan Zui the moment he turned around.

As if being seen by others, he was even more flustered. He gave Fan Zui a vicious look, and said:
"Boy, don't meddle in your own business!"

In fact, Fan Zui didn't want to care about it.

But, who made him owe it.

Breaking the sword in his hand, he unsheathed it instantly.

The sword light flashed, making people's eyes dazzle.

The man was dripping with cold sweat instantly, and the thing in his hand dropped to the ground, but he didn't dare to move at all.

What the Broken Sword was pointing at was his fatal point.

If Fan Zui hadn't been merciful with the sword just now, he would have lost all children and grandchildren by now.

The pants were torn, and blood slowly slid down the pants.

"roll!"

Sheathed the sword, with frost on his face.

The man clutched his crotch and fled away in a hurry. On the street, he immediately attracted a lot of attention, and his painting style suddenly became a little weird.

"You can practice martial arts now?" Wu Zhu seemed a little surprised, but he couldn't express his surprise, so his words were still so flat.

There seemed to be no mood swings in him.

"Yes, Uncle, do you know sword skills?"

"meeting."

"Why do you seem to know everything?" Fan Zui glanced at the bamboo cage on the ground, he didn't know where he learned this skill.

Wu Zhu said coolly: "I don't know either, it seems like I'm born with it."

"You are not curious, why did I ask you about the sword technique?"

"If I don't ask, why don't you tell me?" It was rare to ask back.

"Okay, what you said is right. In fact, I want you to teach me my sword skills."

"Come with me." He said, put down the bamboo stick in his hand, got up and closed the door, and walked towards the backyard.

Fan Zui hurriedly followed.

"The gesture is wrong."

"The strength is wrong."

"Not paying attention."

"..."

Fan Zui practiced the saber until the evening, when the sun set.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for mastering the sword technique to chase the soul, and for the first time to see the way! 】

"It's finally done." Fan Zui put the knife back into its sheath, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

There is some joy in my heart.

He sat down on the steps, Wu Zhu leaned against the door frame with the fire stick in his arms.

"Uncle, how do you know these things, I mean, teach people how to practice swords."

He remembered that Wu Zhu didn't seem to know these things.

The guidance to Fan Xian was simply chasing clubs.

One hits, one hides.

One chased and the other escaped.

At this moment, Wu Zhu didn't answer him in time for this question like before, but said with a look of nostalgia:
"I saw that Miss taught me back then."

Fan Zui understood immediately.

Ye Qingmei is indeed a legendary woman.

It can be said that almost all the great masters in the world are created by her alone.

Fan Zui looked up at the sky. In the early morning, there was still some sunshine, but now, the sky changed again, and the clouds were dense.

It seems that the torrential rain last night was not enjoyable enough, and it needs to be done again tonight.

It seems that the violent wind and guns are inevitable.

"Uncle, do you think I can win tomorrow's duel?"

Wu Zhu glanced at him, and asked lightly, "Do you want to kill him?"

"If the sword is perfect, he should be able to kill him. After all, although the boy is young, his body is very weak."

Men and women take all, it is difficult not to lose money.

Fan Zui suddenly became more confident.

Tomorrow, not only must we win, but we must win big.

The more violent the better.

"Want to kill?"

Wuzhu asked flatly again.

Fan Zui had already given up.

In the brain of this robot, I don't know what is thinking day by day.

"Uncle Wuzhu, how about the tofu Xishi people? Would you like to try to get in touch with them?"

Wu Zhu shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in women."

Fan Zui finally expressed his true thoughts and said, "There is something wrong with this woman, but I can't be sure what her purpose is for the time being."

"Want to kill?"

"..." Fan Zui held his forehead speechlessly.

Another glance at the sky, it's time to go back.

Get up and leave.

However, before he walked out of the yard, a rainstorm came.

The strong wind hit, and many tiles fell.

Flying sand and stone.

"Uncle, it seems that I can only live with you tonight."

"can."

In this case, Fan Zui didn't want to take any risks.

With his unfathomable luck, there might already be a hundred ways to die waiting for him before he leaves the house.

at night.

Wu Zhu prepared a sumptuous dinner for him.

Raw carrot shreds, fried carrot shreds, boiled carrot shreds, dipped carrot shreds, carrot shreds rice bowl.

After a full meal, Fan Zui continued to practice.

at the same time.

Kyoto.

Tonight, here is very quiet, there is no violent storm.

Fan Mansion, study room.

Fan Jian is writing a letter, he needs to inform the old lady about Ruoruo's going to Danzhou.

However, what he didn't know was that Ruoruo planned to surprise everyone...

Suddenly, someone landed outside the study and knelt down on one knee.

Seeing this, the pen in Fan Jian's hand paused slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My lord, there is news from Danzhou that Fan Zui and Li Chunlai, the son of Li Xia, the naval guard, will have a duel in Shunhua Street tomorrow."

Hearing this, the handwriting in Fan Jian's hand suddenly became heavy, and a thick line of ink was drawn on the paper.

"When's the news?"

"Two days ago, Danzhou was far away. It took some time to deliver the message, but it was delivered today."

Fan Jian put down the brush in his hand and paced back and forth in the study room. After a while, he asked:

"What do you think the odds are?"

Hei Ying didn't raise his head, but replied: "According to information, Li Chunlai broke through to rank three martial artist half a year ago. Master Fan Zui has never practiced martial arts, and his body is too weak. I'm afraid... he is not an opponent."

(End of this chapter)