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Ning Caiwei didn't care about anything at this time. After Fan Xian grabbed her left arm, she quickly threw it away and ran towards her grandfather quickly.

Fan Xian looked at her back, shook his head helplessly, and raised his foot and followed slowly.

Ning Caiwei ran to her grandfather and carefully helped Mr. Ning, who was unable to move on the ground, up: "Are you okay? Grandpa!"

Mr. Ning coughed a few times, his mouth was filled with blood, and he slowly said, "Grandpa is okay! Silly girl!"

Ning Caiwei looked at her grandfather's appearance at this moment, and two lines of clear tears burst out from her eyes.

"Oh!" he sighed: "What are you going to do when you come back!"

As he said that, he coughed a few more times, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat!

"Grandpa!" Ning Caiwei shouted quickly when she saw this: "Stop talking!"

While saying that, he asked him to lean against the stone bench next to him, then suddenly stood up, looked at Li Qingtang not far away with anger, and said in a cold voice: "You are also a famous master of Xingyiquan, why do you do such despicable things?"

Ning Xiuyuan was also seriously injured at this time. He leaned under the tree and raised his eyelids to look at the form on the field. The bald man was not having a good time at this moment. He was sitting on the ground and covered his left ribs with beads of sweat on his face. He obviously had several broken ribs. In other words, Li Qingtang is still maintaining his eight-point strength, but Ning Caiwei is far from his opponent.

When Mr. Ning saw Ning Caiwei take off her coat, with her feet in a thread, and clenched her fists to make a fixed posture, he immediately shouted: "Caiwei, what are you going to do?"

Li Qingtang burst into laughter in an instant: "Miss Ning, you should stop! Otherwise..."

Before he could speak, he saw a young man holding a brick in his hand slowly walking towards them, and he was stunned for a moment.

"I said to classmate Ning, you are a girl, don't participate in these fights and killings!" Fan Xian walked over helplessly, reached out and pulled Ning Caiwei's arm to go forward, looked at Li Qingtang and said, "This uncle must be very good at fighting! Your grandfather can't beat him, why are you joining in the fun!"

Ning Caiwei looked at Fan Xian holding a brick in his right hand and was stunned. Who was joining in the fun? You can beat a master of Xingyiquan by bringing a brick? You are the ones who joined in the fun?

"Children, you have no eyes, don't come here to join in the fun! You will have to take them to the hospital later!" Li Qingtang advised: "Your small body can't stand my punch!"

"Fan Xian!" Ning Caiwei stopped Fan Xian and said, "Don't worry! You can't help with these things! Go quickly! Call me an ambulance!"

Fan Xian patted her hands, looked at Li Qingtang with a sneer, and asked with interest: "Do you look down on me as a brick?"

"What do you think a brick can come in?"

"Have you heard that no matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives? Have you heard that your fists are not as hard as your bricks?"

Li Qingtang smiled and said, "I can break a hundred bricks with bare hands. Which one do you think is hard..."

"ah!"

Before he could finish his words, Fan Xian's brick flew out of his hand and landed accurately on the bridge of his nose.

Mr. Ning:...

Ning Caiwei:...

Song Sizhai:...

Do you want to slap in the face like this? This is too shameless, right? Isn’t it thrown away before I finished speaking?

Li Qingtang covered his nose with his hands and squatted down halfway, and the nosebleed slowly flowed out of his fingers, so painful that he couldn't speak at all.

"You actually underestimated my perfect gold brick?"

Looking at Fan Xian’s helpless look, Ning Caiwei felt a little bad!

It's obviously your sneak attack, okay?

"You actually underestimated this portable brick given to me by the third prince of Nezha?"

What the hell is this? The style is wrong? I went to the wrong set, right? This is a master here!

"Ah!" Li Qingtang shouted loudly, jumped up, and his furious fists rushed towards Fan Xian's face with a sharp wind.

"Bang!"

A brick flew mercilessly on Li Qingtang's left temple, smashing him hard and dizzy, and staggering to the right several steps.

Everyone looked at Fan Xian in amazement, looking incredible!

Why did another brick come? Everyone looked at the ground and there was nothing.

It actually returned to Fan Xian’s hands!

When did he pick it up?

Seeing Song Sizhai forcibly standing up, Fan Xian raised the brick and shook it.

"You don't believe me after I told you that you won't know? Why, do you want to try it too?"

Song Sizhai stopped, his mouth twitched, and looked at Fan Xian awkwardly.

Li Qingtang was so dizzy that he was hit just now that he recovered and saw Fan Xian holding the brick in his hand, his face turned blue and white, and he was not beaten or left!

Fan Xian looked at him with a playful look on his face and smiled, "Do you want to do it again?"

"It's really a hit!"

Mr. Ning looked at Fan Xian’s appearance and his face was a little weird. He wanted to laugh and sigh!

The Chinese martial arts are really declining these days! A grandmaster can’t beat a brick! No wonder Caiwei lost her passion for martial arts when she grew up!

He sighed, but he was also a little impressed at the aura of the young man Fan Xian. This young man was not old and didn't look like a martial arts practitioner. He looked at him just a child from an ordinary family, but he was so calm and calm. It was really a pity that he had no timidity in the face of a master of national martial arts!

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that the two of them were still moving, Fan Xian asked lightly: "I'm still waiting here for me to treat you to midnight snack?"

"It seems you really don't believe that this brick of me is very good at making!"

"Then I can only prove it to you!"

As he said that, before Li Qingtang could say anything, the brick flew out again and went straight to Li Qingtang's outstretched palm.

Li Qingtang was shocked and instantly turned into a fist, exerting his strength and hands, intending to knock the bricks away with his fist.

"Click!"

Li Qingtang felt that his fist was hit by a thousand kilogram rock. His right fist, which was usually broken by the stone, was actually broken by this brick, and he screamed immediately, holding his right fist with his left hand, enduring the severe pain, and looking at Fan Xian with resentment, as if he wanted to swallow him alive!

Fan Xian had no idea of ​​taking back the bricks in front of everyone, so he walked forward with a smile, squatted down and picked it up: "Are you willing to leave?"

Li Qingtang gritted his teeth and stared at Fan Xian tightly. Seeing his right fist clenched his left hand and slapped up and down the palm of his left hand, he quickly said, "Let's go! I'll leave right away!"

As he said that, he supported his left hand on the ground and slowly stood up. He and Song Sizhai slowly walked towards the plank road outside the small platform, but his eyes turned back and watched from time to time, fearing that Fan Xian's brick would hit him again.

Ning Caiwei was angry and funny when she saw the two of them being begging each other, but she felt a little confused about Fan Xian again.

What kind of person is he? Why is he always so unexpected?

Jiang Yun, who won the national team in swimming for more than a second, wouldn't forget it now, and he dared to hold a brick and face a master of Xingyiquan with a brick? And he was not afraid at all, and he didn't look like he was taking a step back at all!

Fan Xian looked at the two of them and turned around and saw Ning Caiwei looking at him blankly, so he smiled and said, "What are you looking at? What are you, a female classmate, who is joining in the fun of fighting and killing?"

Ning Caiwei looked helpless and was told without refutation by his righteous lesson.

She was about to speak, but she saw Fan Xian reaching out to pat her head and saying, "I'm still standing there? Are you stupid? Call an ambulance quickly!"

"You! You!" A hint of panic flashed in Ning Caiwei's heart, and a blush appeared on her pale face: "What are you doing!"

After seeing the behavior of the two, Mr. Ning smiled on his face!

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