"Hehehe, okay, hello everyone, I'm practicing...hehehe." Wang Fan had no choice but to walk out of the darkness. Wang Fan regretted in his heart that he had nothing to do to join in the fun. This is better, it seems.

My wish to meet my woman tonight is going to come to naught again.

"Master", "Instructor" and "Young Master" Busang, Zhou Jinpeng and Qiaozhen called Wang Fan with different names. Wang Fan responded with a chuckle. Finally, he walked to Busang and cursed in a low voice, "It's just you."

There are so many things to do, I just came back today and I haven’t gone to see my woman yet, but it’s a good thing that you took a group of people and left me here.”

"Master, I haven't seen my wife for several months..." Busang did have the qualities of a hawker to promote business, and he immediately cried and complained to Wang Fan.

"Go, go, go and intercede with your princess. I didn't bring you here. Why are you crying to me?" Wang Fan knew at a glance that Busang was going to use the clinginess he used to do when doing business.

Kung Fu, immediately diverted the topic.

"Hehehe, Master, you said that even we can understand our princess's thoughts. Isn't it just for you that she came to China after all the hard work? Why don't you give her an answer as soon as possible so that I can

I can go home and reunite with my wife as soon as possible."

"You...since you call me 'Master', do you talk to Master like this?...What benefit did Ayakashi give you? You are asked to help her like this."

"No, I just miss my wife."

"Nothing to show for it..."

"Uh, Wang, Instructor Wang." Liaomu, who had been waiting beside him for a long time, saw Wang Fanzai and Busang muttering privately, and couldn't help but interrupt.

"Instructor Wang, I heard from Busang that he has only been learning kung fu from you for a few days. Is this true?" Gedamu asked while examining Wang Fan, who looked like he was only in his early twenties. He said he lost to

Zhou Jinpeng and Qiaozhen, Ge Damu felt better. After all, these two people had been practicing martial arts for a long time, but they lost to Busang, who had only learned martial arts for a few days. He felt bad. That was not the case.

Are you saying that the skills you have practiced day and night for several years are not as good as a "transfer student" who has only learned a few days? What's more, the "master" in front of you is still so young.

"Of course, a few months ago, I was just a rental businessman in Kambu City, Bhutan who didn't know anything. I just met the master by chance and started learning kung fu from him." Busang didn't.

It's a good time to brag on the sidelines.

"Go, go, go..." Wang Fan interrupted Busang and looked directly at Liaomu, "That's true. It only takes two or three months for Busang to learn martial arts."

Wang Fan's affirmative reply attracted whispers from all the soldiers here in Ledamu.

"Well, I wonder if Instructor Wang can also give us guidance?"

Wang Fan just smiled slightly, Liao Mu was testing his skills with open eyes. "Okay, but I also need to know what your abilities are before I can guide you. Otherwise, you can call all your comrades

Come, you all besiege me together, and I will know how good you are when I face off against you."

"Okay, brothers, gather together." Gedamu shouted, and more than thirty strong young men suddenly gathered around.

"Haha, the number of you is still small. Zhou Jinpeng, please add a few of your brothers, Qiaozhen, Busang and you two." Wang Fan still smiled evilly with his mouth crooked.
Chapter completed!