"Yun'er, don't talk nonsense!" Director Fan scolded loudly.

He looked at Qin Cheng and explained: "Sorry, the little girl is not strict in discipline, and I hope you don't mind."

Qin Cheng glanced at the young man and said, "Who is this person?"

"Oh, this is my friend's apprentice named Murong Jin. I invite him to come to the town this time." The owner of the Pavilion Fan replied with a smile.

"How about you?" A hint of displeasure suddenly flashed across Qin Cheng's face.

In other words, if you lose, the young man will take action?

Okay, you Guan Gong, do you regard me as an alternative?

"I have heard of a young master in Bincheng, it should be you?" The young man stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng looked at him carefully. This person was not weak, but according to their martial arts world, he was at most a master of internal strength.

This level is above yourself? It's so ridiculous.

Seeing that Qin Cheng did not raise his hand, Fan Yun, the daughter of the owner of the Pavilion, said angrily: "Do you know politeness?"

Qin Cheng snorted lightly and said nothing.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?" Fan Yun walked over and pulled Qin Cheng's arm, "Didn't you just have some kung fu, defeating a scarface? What's so arrogant? Brother Jin killed two overseas fugitives! These two fugitives are of the level of an internal strength master!"

"Two overseas fugitives?" Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes, "Did you kill those two people?"

Murong Jin smiled lightly and said, "You can't admit this kind of thing casually, haha."

Although he was refuting, he was actually confused, neither admitting nor denying it, and being shameless.

"Oh, Brother Jin, don't hide it. I've watched surveillance videos, exactly the same figure as yours! What's more, you happened to be Binjiang a few days ago. Who else can you be if you weren't?" Fan Yun said with a smile.

Murong Jin smiled lightly and said, "I don't like trouble, Yoona, don't talk nonsense."

Qin Cheng was too lazy to expose him, so he turned his head and walked aside.

"When will it start?" Qin Cheng looked at Lord Fan and asked.

Director Fan said, "Just tonight, my old friend will come soon."

Qin Cheng nodded and said nothing.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the friend of the owner of Hall Fan arrived at the martial arts hall.

"Old Fan, long time no see you." The owner walked forward with a smile and said.

"Yes, it's at least ten years since I met the owner of the Children's Pavilion last time?" said Director Fan.

The owner of the children's hall smiled and said, "Nine years and eight months, that is our last fight."

When talking about this, Master Fan’s face changed slightly. It was obvious that Master Fan was embarrassed in the last fight.

"Hmph, I just made a mistake that time." Director Fan snorted coldly.

The owner of the children laughed and said, "Is that right? I heard that you lost to a young man not long ago? Oh, you said you are so old, so what can you do?"

"You!" The owner of the Pavilion was so angry that his face turned pale and speechless.

"Haha, okay, we are all old, let's watch these juniors' competitions." The head of the children's hall waved his hand and smiled.

While talking, the two of them came to the venue of the martial arts hall.

Qincheng, Murong Jin and Fan Yunzheng stood here waiting.

"Hey, how much did my dad give you?" Fan Yun asked glaring at Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng glanced at her and said, "The Martial Arts Hall has a 20% profit commission."

"So many?" Fan Yun's face changed, "Why are you so unscrupulous?"

Then, she grabbed Murong Jin's arm and said coquettishly: "Brother Jin, don't let him take action. If he wins, then our family will suffer too much!"

Murong Jin was also a little unhappy. He only charged 100,000 yuan for appearance fees this time, and this kid actually spoke out loud and asked for so much money!

But the event has been decided, and Murong Jin didn't have much to say, so he could only rub Fan Yun's head and smiled and said, "Brother Jin is not responsible for his actions, and it is easy to get into trouble. Let this little brother help."

Fan Yun glared at Qin Cheng fiercely, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

Qin Cheng is too lazy to care about such a little brat.

At this moment, the owner of the Tong Pavilion and the owner of the Fan Pavilion came over, and all the apprentices of the martial arts hall were in place.

"These two are my best disciples." Director Fan introduced with a smile.

The head of the Children's Hall looked at Qin Cheng and Murong Jin, and smiled faintly: "The head of the Children's Hall is still as thin as a monkey."

Faced with the ridicule of the owner of the Tong Pavilion, the owner of the Pavilion Fan said unwillingly: "That's better than some people. It's been so long that no one has seen it."

"Haha, my apprentice has gone to change clothes, and it will probably arrive soon." The owner of the children's hall smiled faintly.

While speaking, a young man with a pretty appearance but extremely strong figure came over.

His bronze skin sets his muscles as intimidating as steel.

"This is my apprentice, Wanhai." The owner of the children's hall smiled faintly.

The moment he saw Wan Hai, Murong Jin exclaimed: "It's you?"

Wan Hai looked at Murong Jin and sneered: "Aren't you that sissy? Why, you are the one who fights me today?"

The owner of the Tong Pavilion was stunned, and then laughed wildly, "Hahaha, Master Fan, it seems that your apprentice knows my apprentice!"

The owner of the Pavilion Fan also thought to himself that something was wrong. Hearing Wan Hai's tone, Murong Jin seemed to be no match for him?

"Haha, you get ready, I'll wait for you on the stage." Wan Hai narrowed his eyes, with an expression that he wanted to eat people.

After throwing this sentence, Wan Hai and Tong Guan walked to the other side.

The face of the Pavilion Master Fan was extremely ugly. He frowned and looked at Murong Jin and said, "Do you know him?"

Murong Jin nodded slightly and said, "Well, this person is not the apprentice of the Tongguan Master at all. His master is a master of Henglian. It is said that his bones are as hard as steel."

"Then... are you sure?" asked the owner Fan tentatively.

Murong Jin was naturally no match for Wan Hai, but he smiled faintly and said, "Sixty percent sure."

"That's good." Master Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "If I lose today, I won't have to open my martial arts school."

It was soon the time for the competition. Wan Hai stood on the ring early. He looked in the direction of Murong Jin and made a head cut.

"Don't depend on you." At this moment, the Director of the House simply ignored Qin Cheng.

Murong Jin nodded slightly and said, "No problem, I'm...oh...oh, my stomach hurts suddenly...no, I have to go to the bathroom."

After throwing this sentence, Murong Jin turned around and ran away, but the owner of Hall Fan couldn't hold on.

"What should I do if I do this?" Director Fan looked confused. He didn't want to pull it up sooner or later, but he just pulled it up at this time?

"Hahaha, Lao Fan, your apprentice has this ability?" Seeing this, the head of the children couldn't help laughing loudly.

The owner of the Pavilion Fan said with a thorn in his mouth: "My apprentice has gone to the toilet. I'll clean up you after going to the toilet!"

Mr. Tong snorted: "Go to the toilet? We don't have so much time to wait for him! Why, the only one in the Fan Family Martial Arts Hall can fight?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" The onlookers were furious, and one of them even jumped to the ring.

"I'll meet you!" He glared at Wan Hai and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fist and rushed towards Wan Hai, punching him hard on Wan Hai's lower abdomen.

However, Wan Hai's silk has not moved at all, and he has not even been hiding.

"That's all?" Wan Hai sneered, and he raised his hand and slapped the apprentice in the face.

After the slap, Master Fan's apprentice felt as if he was hit by a truck. He had bleeding from the corner of his mouth on the spot and he fell to the ground.

"It's over." The Lord Fan's face suddenly became a little ugly. This was his most proud disciple, but he couldn't even hold back a slap. So how could he hit him?

"Why haven't Murong Jin come out yet?" Director Fan looked anxious.

Qin Cheng snorted: "Do you think he dares to come out?"

"What are you talking about? My Brother Jin is not afraid!" Fan Yun said angrily.

More than ten minutes have passed, but Murong Jin still has no intention of showing up.

The owner of the children's hall couldn't wait, and he sneered: "Coward! I think you, the Fan Family Martial Arts Hall, don't need to continue to open!"

The owner of the hall was speechless and his face became extremely ugly.

"Owner Fan, if you promise to share the profit of the martial arts school with 60% of the profit, I can help you solve it." At this moment, Qin Cheng spoke lightly.

"Sixty percent? Why don't you die? What's more, do you have the ability?" Before the owner of the hall Fan could not help but curse.

Qin Cheng glanced at her coldly and said, "Just based on your words, the price has changed. Now I want 70% of it. From now on, if you say something, you will add 80%."

Fan Yun: "You..."

"Eighty percent." Qin Cheng said with a cold face.
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