Seeing Fang Qi in a daze, Lao Pan said strangely, "Hey, little brother, are you hysterical, too?"

Fang Qi glanced at Zhang San, who was sleeping soundly, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, in fact, this guy is also a hard force. People say that human nature is good. He broke down from the root. He still doesn't know. He went farther and farther on the road of doing evil, and finally embarked on the road of no return. It's not necessary to hurt others and hurt others. It's really better to sweep away the dust and keep the green light rolling all my life. "

Old pan bared his head and teeth, looked at Fang Qi like a monster, and breathed in his mouth, "eh, how can I listen to you and think you look like an old monk who lost his teeth? Have you broken the world of mortals? What about your big and small wives?"

Fang Qi smiled calmly: "old man, in the eyes of secular people, there are only women's wealth and power. Are you going to do the same?"

Old pan tou smiled and took another cigarette out of the cigarette box to connect: "little zei, I won't sit in front of mud pimples every day. The world is beautiful, the mountains are beautiful, the waters are beautiful, and there are many delicious food. One person is full, the whole family is not hungry, free to come and go, and after death, it's just a handful of soil. Kings and generals are like this. As the saying goes, there is nothing in the world. I'm fine, hehe. "

Fang Qi nodded approvingly, "well said, you don't worry about the family business, nor are you trapped by feelings, nor will you worry about future generations and be free and carefree. I admire Lao Zhuang's temperament very much. " Suddenly something came to mind, "eh, old man, why don't you find an apprentice when you say you are capable?" As far as Fang Qi knows, Lao pan is alone and has never planned to bring any disciples.

"Oh, I don't mind that. It's much harder to bring an apprentice than to have a son." Lao pan stretched out his hand and flicked the cigarette ash. "The apprentice is fate. No fate won't last long. No fate will become enemies sooner or later. Teach him his skills, but can't teach him to be a man. It's worth it if such an apprentice doesn't teach him. I fell in love with someone, but they refused. It's better to be both a teacher and a friend. It's a lot less binding. It's not beautiful to be a teacher and an apprentice. "

Fang Qi knew who the old man meant, but he never planned to be an apprentice of Lao pan tou. Just like some people want him to be a son-in-law, what others think is the power of others, but refusal is his own power, so he won't worry about these mundane things. Wave your hand: "just, don't pull it on me."

Lao pan suddenly stopped, stretched his neck and lowered his voice: "listen, there's something outside?" Fang Qi: "it's just ghosts and monsters. Don't be surprised. It's self defeating. Ignore it." Lao pan shook his head like a rattle, "no, I'm not talking about this. Someone's coming."

Sure enough, I heard someone banging on the door outside and someone opening the door next door. Lao pan put his head in front of the window, opened the curtain and looked into the yard. He saw a young little fat paper coming in. The little fat paper asked the boss in clothes: "Dad, I heard that there were three people living in our family and killed brother Pao. Have they left?"

The boss pointed to their room: "no, I'm still sleeping in it." Seeing three or four people standing behind him, each with a murderous look on his face, he shivered and pulled his son aside, complaining: "those three people are not ordinary people. How can you bring people to fight and kill?"

Little fat paper frowned: "Dad, this is the Deacon hall leader of Yang's foreign town. Those three are also first-class Kung Fu. I don't think I can come!"

The man with a scar on his face came up to the boss, looked up and down, and smiled: "little fat, is this your father? Old man, someone lived in your house and killed the small steel gun. This -- "in a long tone, he rolled up the sleeves of his fur coat," I'm afraid you can't get rid of it. If you let Yang Jingtian and Yang Qiandi know, your son's head will be lost. "

Little fat paper's face suddenly changed, "hall leader, my father is just a shop owner. He didn't know that people would be so rude..."

Before he finished, scar's face sneered, gave a little fat paper a mouth with his backhand, and scolded: "I've said so much nonsense. You're just a cook. I won't kill you. However, those poisonous insects are kept in the back Valley, but they haven't been drilled for many days. Do you want to try? "

The little fat paper fell to the ground and knocked his head against the wall. Suddenly, blood gushed like a spring. The old man quickly protected his son and fell on his knees to the hall leader: "hall leader, spare your life, I understand what you mean." Shivering, he took out a stack of large and small bills from his clothes pocket: "this is the money earned these days. Please let us go."

Scarface grabbed the money and counted it: "it's only two thousand? It's not enough for our four brothers to drink for a meal. They'll send us away with the money? " He raised his leg and kicked it on the old man's chest. The old man's head hit the wall of the hospital, making a thud sound, and then his body tilted and fell soft.

The landlady screamed and rushed out of the house with a kitchen knife: "kill!" Scarface stood still, but a man jumped out behind him to block in front of Scarface. He didn't know what was thrown out of his hand.

The landlady suddenly stopped two meters away from him. Holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he looked in horror at the colorful snake that tightly bit his neck. His mouth made a gurgling sound, and blood trickled down his clothes. Then blood gushed from his mouth, his eyes turned over and fell to the ground.

The snake sizzled and vomited the letter. There was still blood in its mouth. It twisted slowly and retracted into the little man's sleeve. The little fat man's eyes turned red, got up from the ground and jumped at the dwarf playing with the snake: "I'll fight with you!"

The snake that the dwarf shrank back into his sleeve burst out, raised his triangular head high, and his four sharp teeth looked particularly terrible, making a threatening hissing sound at the little fat paper. Scared, he took a few steps back and sat on the ground all at once.

Lao pan tou saw for the first time that someone could cultivate this kind of magic, which could turn a snake into a snake by hand. He was as poisonous as a snake and a scorpion. Fangqi said to him, "it's important to save people. I'll save people. I'll leave those guys to you." Without waiting for him to react, he walked towards the landlady's body. It is not difficult to save such people who die immediately.

Fang Qi wanted to drag the landlady aside to make room for Lao Pan's fight, but unexpectedly, the snake bounced down when he was not prepared. Unexpectedly, the snake made a lightning attack, but failed to reach Fang Qi, and then "bang" sounded like hitting some invisible glass. As soon as he hit it, his body was suddenly tired and had to shrink back.

The dwarf could only watch him drag people to the wall. Behind him, a fat man came forward: "I'll come!" You have to hit me like an oil hammer.