At this time, no one noticed that in the last row of the auditorium, there was a girl sitting alone in the corner with her chin in her hands as if thinking.
The girl was wearing a black mask and black training clothes.
At first glance, he looks like a practicing master.
After watching Lin Fan walk out of the arena, she immediately took out her cell phone excitedly and dialed a number:
"Grandpa, I have found an opponent I can fight with!"
…
After Lin Fan left the arena, he walked directly to the parking lot.
When he arrived at an open space, he asked Wang Wu to put Song Yi down, and then reached out and touched Song Yi's forehead.
When he took his hand back, there was already a silver needle in his hand.
"This is?"
When Wang Wu saw the silver needle, he was immediately shocked.
Why is there a silver needle on Song Yi's head?
Immediately, the scene of Lin Fan slapping Song Yi to death after the life-and-death battle came to mind.
Could it be that this silver needle was inserted at that time?
When you are guessing.
suddenly.
Song Yi on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, spit out a large mouthful of blood, turned over and sat up.
"Damn it! It's a fake corpse!"
Wang Wu was so frightened that the hair on his body stood up. He took a few steps back and hid behind a street lamp.
"Is there a time when a great boxing champion is afraid?" Lin Fan couldn't help but sneered.
Wang Wu looked embarrassed when he heard this.
But he was muttering in his heart: "Killing a person is nothing, but people can be resurrected after death. Who is not afraid of this?"
But he didn't dare to say it, so he could only smile awkwardly.
Lin Fan ignored him and looked at Song Yi.
At this time, Song Yi took a few breaths before he recovered, and then he noticed Lin Fan in front of him.
"you!"
His expression changed drastically, his body shrank back, but he suddenly reacted.
"No! Am I dead? Where is this? Heaven or hell? Why are you here..."
"This is the human world!" Lin Fan interrupted him.
Later.
He took two steps forward, showed the silver needle and said, "I saved your life and didn't kill you."
Song Yi saw it and understood immediately.
He had heard Wu Qingxiong talk about Lin Fan's background before and knew that he was a doctor or a Chinese medicine practitioner who knew acupuncture.
It is not difficult to understand that he can use a silver needle to fake his death.
"Why?" Song Yi asked warily.
Lin Fan naturally knew what he was asking, and replied calmly: "I told you, you are quite capable, and you have no grudge against me. It would be a pity to die."
Speaking of which.
He paused and then said: "But if you really want to die, I can make it happen for you."
After saying that, he took another step forward and shook his fist.
"etc!"
Song Yi immediately stretched out his hand and made a "stop" gesture.
Previously, he was knocked away by Lin Fan's palm. At least five of his ribs were broken, and all the internal organs in his body were severely damaged.
Now I only have half my life left.
Not to mention fighting Lin Fan again, it's hard to even stand up now.
"I am convinced that I lost to you, but I also have a bottom line. You can let me kill people, but you can let me be your slave and cut off the water to wash your feet..."
"Hahahahaha..."
Before Song Yi could finish speaking, Lin Fan burst into laughter.
Song Yi couldn't help but be confused.
After a while.
He looked worried and nervous and asked: "You...why are you laughing?"
Lin Fan said: "If I treat you as a slave, wouldn't I be burying my talents? Do you think I am a fool?"
Hearing this, Song Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time.
Lin Fan added: "I want you to be my driver and my secret guard. If necessary, I may arrange for you to do some gray tasks, you know.
Of course, I will also give you a suitable remuneration, please consider it."
When Song Yi heard this, he smiled bitterly.
Now that it's all said and done, does he still have room to think about it?
If you refuse, I'm afraid there's only one possible outcome.
That is death!
Therefore, without any hesitation, he nodded immediately, "Okay, I promise you."
Lin Fan smiled lightly when he heard this.
In fact.
He also made two preparations. If Song Yi agreed, it would be good for both parties. If he didn't agree...
Anyway, he has already killed Song Yi once and he doesn't mind killing him again.
Think about it this way.
Lin Fan took out a book and a glass bottle from the car and threw them directly to Song Yi, "Go on!"
Song Yi caught it immediately.
After taking a look, he was astonished with a hint of ecstasy: "Eagle Claw Technique? This... this bottle is a pill?!"
"Yes!" Lin Fan nodded.
Then he explained: "Although your shadowless kick has been practiced to the state of transformation, it is still an ordinary skill and its power is really limited.
This Eagle Claw Technique is a first-level martial art. Only by practicing it can you truly unleash your innate realm strength."
Speaking of which.
Lin Fan pointed to the medicine bottle in his hand and said: "This contains the Yuan Hui Dan, which can quickly restore the energy you have consumed and help you heal your injuries."
Hearing this, Song Yi was stunned.
He held the "Eagle Claw Skill" and the medicine bottle tightly, and said with some disbelief: "Why? You are not afraid..."
He didn't dare to say the rest.
But Lin Fan understood and directly helped him say what he said next, "Are you afraid that you will practice to retaliate against me?"
Finished.
He smiled faintly and said: "That's how I am. If you follow me and do things for me, I will naturally treat you sincerely.
But if you have second thoughts, I will never be lenient."
The last half of his sentence was full of murderous intent.
Song Yi trembled after hearing this, and quickly bowed and said: "Don't dare!"
When Wang Wu on the side saw this scene, he immediately became jealous.
Pill!
Martial arts secrets!
This is truly a priceless treasure!
Damn it!
Brother Lin, this is too embarrassing!
In order to bribe Wang Wu, he even took out this kind of treasure!
Gudong!
He swallowed hard, his heart pounding, staring at Song Yi with envy and hatred.
"What? You want it too?" Lin Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Wu and asked playfully.
Wang Wu nodded subconsciously.
But then he shook his head.
Lin Fan was speechless for a while and said coldly: "Do you want it or not?"
Wang Wu's body trembled. After hesitating for a second, he immediately nodded sharply, "I want it, I want it!"
Lin Fan stretched out his right hand towards him and hooked his fingers.
A "take it" gesture.
Wang Wuyi was stunned.
what's the situation?
I want it, why are you reaching out to me?
Just when he was confused, Song Yi on the side finally figured it out.
He looked at Wang Wu and asked thoughtfully: "The only person who bets on the boss in a life-and-death battle, shouldn't you be you?"
Wang Wu was stunned.
immediately.
He suddenly realized and slapped his forehead, exclaiming: "Yes, yes, look at my memory, I almost forgot, Brother Lin...Bubo, I will transfer the money to you right now!"
Said.
He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and transferred all the money he won from the boxing match to Lin Fan, and then transferred back the two million that Lin Fan had previously paid him in advance.
All this last night.
He looked at Lin Fan eagerly, "Boss, I am also willing to help you. As long as you give your orders, I will go up to the mountains of swords and the seas of fire without hesitation!"
Say it.
He stretched out his hand towards Lin Fan with a worried look on his face, but he smiled on his face.
Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him.
Later.
He said to Song Yi: "Give him two Huiyuan Pills and let him try to see if he can cultivate his true energy. If you don't have enough, come back to me and I will refine them for you."
Hearing this, Song Yi was very reluctant at first.
But when he heard Lin Fan said that he could still make elixirs, he was immediately overjoyed. He immediately took out two Yuanhui Dan from the medicine bottle and threw them to Wang Wu.
He looked very generous.
joke.
Alchemist!
That is an existence even rarer than a Xiantian realm warrior!
You know, pills are already an extremely scarce resource, let alone alchemists who can refine pills.
That is the treasure of treasures!
And now that he has such a precious boss, will he still be short of elixirs when he practices again in the future?