Chapter 64

"Uncle, you are too outspoken to say that, or just that sentence, acquaintance is fate."

Put the Fu Zhuan in the old man's hand, and Lin Fan turned to continue drawing the amulet.

"Oh, hey, I said," why didn't you send me one? "

The middle-aged man in the booth next door, seeing this scene, immediately called out: "tut Tut, one hundred thousand pieces of Fu Zhuan are willing to give away, and it's not bad for my one."

Continue to draw the talisman, Lin Fan did not raise his head to reply: "my Fu Zhuan is only given to those who are destined for it. If you want, you can buy it with money."

"Boy, you don't pretend to be forced to sell a piece of paper for 100000 yuan. You think I'm stupid."

Infuriated by Lin Fan's indifferent attitude, the middle-aged man directly came over with a stick: "hum, you don't want to draw a symbol, I'll let you not draw it today."

"What are you doing? Stop it." Seeing this, the old man immediately began to drink.

"The time is just right. I'll get one."

Putting down the brush in his hand, Lin Fan grasped the stick waved by the middle-aged man: "my seal script is very expensive. Don't break it."

Seeing that he was about to smash the stall with a stick, he didn't expect to be blocked by Lin Fan in the end. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the stick, and immediately he said angrily, "boy, let me go."

"You can't let go. I want to have a good chat with you."

Holding a stick to stand up from the ground, Lin Fan motioned to the artificial lake not far away from the opposite: "no, see, you jump down by yourself. I don't think this has happened."

"Damn it, you think I'm stupid."

Release the stick, the middle-aged man hit Lin Fan's head: "you don't ask who I am, dare to talk to me like this, you want to die."

Ouch.

The fist just blew out, the middle-aged man's whole face was twisted. Looking at the palm of his fist, Lin fan, who is formally smiling on his face.

"I don't care who you are. I'll ask you whether you do it yourself or I'll do it for you."

After crushing the middle-aged man's fist bone, Lin Fan grabbed the man's collar, lifted it up and walked to the artificial lake.

Oh, my God, he weighs 160 Jin. How could he be lifted up with one hand?

Is this possible?

"No, don't throw me down. I, I know I'm wrong."

Looking at the nearer and nearer lake, the middle-aged man finally panicked and kept struggling for mercy.

"Don't worry. You're not wrong. It's just that you get angry and calm down in the water."

Voice down, Lin Fan throw, oh, fly.

Ah

With a scream, the middle-aged man gorgeous fell into the lake.

After patting his palm, Lin Fan returns to the stall and continues to refine the talisman with a brush.

"You have a lot of guts, young man."

Looking at the calm and calm Lin fan, the old man's eyes flashed a glimmer of light: "just now that man is a bully in this area, not only blackmail people, but also specially bully new comers."

"Uncle, you are here."

Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Fan looked at the Fu Zhuan in his hand and said with a smile, "I paid the money just now. Should you help me solve this small problem?"

Oh.

It was discovered.

"Young man, my name is Nalan. As for my name, you should have heard of it. My name is..." The old man is going to introduce himself.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Fan: "uncle, what identity you are has nothing to do with me. I only know that I gave you a seal script just now."

He opened his eyes strangely. After a long pause, nalanxiang said with a smile: "young man, you are very interesting. You are really interesting."