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"Well, I understand."
Basong has already said this, so Zhang Fan has to give some response.
¡°When I get back, I¡¯ll teach you the secret to luck.¡±
"Luck?"
Hearing Zhang Fan say this, Basong's eyes suddenly lit up. As a martial arts fanatic, Basong also has some understanding of ancient Chinese martial arts. "Qigong" has always been a mysterious existence in China. Basson has seen descriptions of Qigong in many books or movies. But in real life, I have never seen any so-called qigong master. Even if there are some, they are just sensationalism and deception.
But now Zhang Fan said that he wanted to teach him how to be lucky.
Basong almost immediately associated the word qigong with Zhang Fan¡¯s previous invincible performance.
"Don't act so excited, it's not the time yet."
Seeing that Basong was about to jump up with excitement, Zhang Fan warned him in a low voice.
"Yes. I understand. Sir, you just need to tell me what to do next. Leave everything else to Basong."
Basong took a deep breath and tried to suppress the excitement in his heart.
"I will tell you when it's time for you to take action."
Actually, Zhang Fan now wanted to ask Basong to take the piece of thing stuck to his finger. But think about it and forget it. Basson may not be able to do this kind of meticulous work. After all, while destroying Shanhai Town, Zhang Fan also had to be more secretive so that others could not see it. Then when the time comes, this thing must be clicked in a place with a suitable color and a relatively strong aura in Shanhai Town.
In the end, you have to do what you should do yourself. Now Zhang Fan can only wait for Jin Bifang to come down.
To be honest, Zhang Fan feels particularly conflicted right now. He was very much looking forward to Jin Bifang coming down with good news. But what if Jin Bifang told him when she came down that her uncle was still not allowed to take Zhang Fan to the club? No, before hearing the news in the bathroom, Zhang Fan would definitely choose Xu Ertuzhi to find a better opportunity. But after hearing that Liu Jia and Minzhi were taken to that club, Zhang Fan couldn't just let them go.
Every practitioner must have his own way.
Zhang Fan didn¡¯t have any Taoist ideas before, and he did things more casually. However, Zhang Fan is very protective when it comes to matters related to the people around him. To put it bluntly, Zhang Fan's previous path was to protect the calf.
And after Sha Gu¡¯s second awakening, this way became even more obvious. Not only to protect the calf, but also to leave no regrets. Chi You remained in that drop of essence and blood, and his strongest emotion was unwillingness. And if Zhang Fan can't carry out his way of protecting the calf to the end and leaves any regrets or unwillingness in his heart, this may become his inner demon.
That night at Disneyland, Zhang Fan was actually a little obsessed. If the unwillingness in his heart worsens, that crazy state may reappear at any time.
Zhang Fan took a deep breath. He had made up his mind. If Jin Bifang cannot bring him satisfactory news. Then he would kill him in the name of his friend being trapped in the club. As for the two bodyguards at the elevator entrance, Zhang Fan didn't take them seriously at all. Basong can definitely handle the two of them easily by himself.
This time a full 20 minutes passed. The elevator door finally opened again. Jin Bifang's face looked very ugly when she walked out of the elevator. But when she saw Zhang Fan and Basong still standing in the hall and not leaving, Jin Bifang let out a long breath, with a touch of relief on her face.
"Zhang Chuan, the matter is settled. My uncle agreed. But he has one request."
Standing in front of Zhang Fan, Jin Bifang obviously felt a lot more relaxed.
"Sister Fang, I say your family is really interesting. It's obviously the reward you promised to give me, so why does your uncle still make demands of me? Okay, okay, who made you my sister Fang? What demands?"
I heard Jin Bifang say that the matter has been settled. Zhang Fan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's always better not to fight him, after all, he has serious business here.
"It's nothing, it's just that our company has not been peaceful recently. If there are some special circumstances, I might ask you to be my uncle's bodyguard, but this kind of thing is basically unlikely to happen. Okay, okay, let's go. I finally gave you the right to come down and play, so you can¡¯t waste time here.¡±
After saying a few simple words, Jin Bifang turned around and waved to the two people. With Jin Jianjun's approval, she now feels a stone in her heart.?Falled to the ground. Having seen Zhang Fan's fighting prowess, Jin Bifang felt that no matter what the cost, as long as she could keep this man, it would be worth it. Even though she had just had a big fight with her uncle about Zhang Fan.
The two bodyguards at the elevator door must have received the notice from above and did not stop Zhang Fan and Basong this time.
"Sister Fang, the things of rich people are just different. Your elevator doors are different from others. I think they are all made of a bright metal plate."
The elevator may have just been called to the top. After Jin Bifang pressed the button, she had to wait for a while for the elevator to come down.
Zhang Fan took this opportunity to reach out and touch Shanhai Town on the elevator door. He touched it very skillfully this time. There are sun, moon and stars in Shanhai Town, and Zhang Fan's finger just hit the red sun.
The menstrual blood on the piece of cloth on his hand has almost dried up. This time it only leaves a very shallow mark. If you don't get up and take a closer look, it is impossible to see it.
"However, it was just such a very shallow mark. After touching it, the aura in Shanhai Town began to dissipate rapidly. Before the elevator car landed, the aura on it had already dissipated and only two or three floors were left.
"Don't touch this thing. When we built this building, the Feng Shui master we invited painted it on it. It is said to be able to remove evil spirits and bring wealth. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, don't touch it. For the best."
Jin Bifang patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder and signaled him to stop touching Shanhai Town.
"Okay, okay, you rich people have a lot to do. Paint a picture on the elevator door to prevent people from touching it."
Although Zhang Fan was complaining, he couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth. Jin Bifang probably never thought that the picture her family paid for someone to draw would be ruined by Zhang Fan's finger just now.
"Ding dong."
The sound of the elevator reaching the floor sounded. Then the elevator door slowly opened. Zhang Fan was about to walk in, but found that there was a person in the elevator, and this person Zhang Fan also knew - Jin Jianshe!
"Uncle Six."
Seeing Jin Jianshe, Jin Bifang greeted him politely.
"Well, Xiaofang. What happened to you today? You actually contradicted your uncle like that. Are these two your friends?"
Apparently Jin Bifang had a quarrel with his uncle after he went up there for the second time. Jin Jianshe felt very strange about this. Although Jin Bifang is usually naughty, she has never been disrespectful to her uncle as the person in charge. He was also curious about what kind of person could make Jin Bifang do such a thing.
As he spoke, Jin Jianshe¡¯s eyes glanced towards Zhang Fan and Basong. Zhang Fan's heart suddenly lifted. The sixth child of the Jin family could be considered to have had close contact with Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan did not undergo a good disguise, but only made some changes in details. Those who have only seen him in photos should be able to fool him. But can it be deceived by Jin Jianshe? Zhang Fan was really unsure.
"Well, these two are my friends. His name is Zhang Chuan and he is from the mainland. The other one is named Basong and he is a Muay Thai champion from Southeast Asia. I poached him from the front of the plane."
Speaking of his two capable generals, Jin Bifang's face was full of pride.
"Zhang Chuan?"
Today¡¯s eyes only glanced at Basong¡¯s face, then rested on Zhang Fan¡¯s face. Seeing this face, Jin Jianshe frowned slightly and muttered the name Jin Bifang told him.
"What's going on? Uncle, do you know me?"
Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders. He looked sullen and even a little bit dissatisfied. When he watched the young gangsters on TV, they were mostly like this when they were scrutinized by older people.
"I know you, but I don't know you. I just think you look similar to someone I know. Can you let me touch your face?"
The more Jin Jianshe looked at Zhang Fan, the more suspicious he became. The "Zhang Chuan" in front of him really resembled the Zhang Fan he had met once. They were very similar in height and appearance. It was just that the "Zhang Chuan" in front of him had taller cheekbones and the position of the Dragon Palace was more abundant. Of course, there are some differences in temperament between the two. The Zhang Fan that Jin Jianshe saw gave people the impression that he was a humanoid tyrannosaurus that could explode and hurt people at any time. But the Zhang Chuan in front of him is more like a real second-rater.
"Hey, uncle, what do you think? You, a grown man, still want to touch my face? I'll tell you first, I'm not interested in men."
Zhang Fan shrank his body back very artificially, showing an expression of disgust.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in men either."
Jin Jianshe said as he took a step forward and stretched his hand towards Zhang Fan's face. Their family is both involved in film and television, and Jin Jianshe also has some experience with makeup and other things. The man in front of him really looked like Zhang Fan, which Jin Jianshe thought was very strange. Maybe this Zhang Chuan was Zhang Fan in disguise. But if it's disguised, he can tell the authenticity by just touching his face a few times.
After Zhang Fan hid for a moment, he stood there and swayed indifferently. If you want to touch me, let you touch me. Can you still touch the flowers? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp;"Don't worry, I'm not interested in men either."
Jin Jianshe said as he took a step forward and stretched his hand towards Zhang Fan's face. Their family is both involved in film and television, and Jin Jianshe also has some experience with makeup and other things. The man in front of him really looked like Zhang Fan, which Jin Jianshe thought was very strange. Maybe this Zhang Chuan was Zhang Fan in disguise. But if it's disguised, he can tell the authenticity by just touching his face a few times.
After Zhang Fan hid for a moment, he stood there and swayed indifferently. If you want to touch me, let you touch me. Can you still touch the flowers? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com