Chapter 16: The Inheritance of Domineering

The old man sitting at the door has white hair, long beard hanging on his chest, and a kind face, but his bones reveal an irresistible majesty.

"Meng Fan, I heard from the big country talk about you." The old man stood up tremblingly and came to Meng Fan with the help of middle-aged men on both sides. "Come on, you two come and sit beside me."

Meng Fan quickly pointed to Su Qian and introduced: "This is Su Qian, my companion."

The old man nodded, led Meng Fan and Su Qian to the right position to sit down, and then suddenly pushed away the man who supported him on both sides and fell to his knees.

All people, including the big country, knelt down in front of Meng Fan with the old man.

Meng Fan was shocked and hurriedly got up to help him, and Su Qian helped the old man to his seat.

"Old, old..." The old man whispered to himself, full of vicissitudes.

"Big country, get up quickly. What's going on?" In the whole Lijia Village, Meng Fan only knew one big country, so he could only ask him.

Meng Fan's words were very serious. The big country could only take everyone to get up and look at the old man, but did not say anything.

The old man nodded and said, "Let me talk about it."

The old man once again motioned Meng Fan and Su Qian to sit next to him, and everyone did not sit second. The old man looked around for a week and continued to say, "Our Li family, the ancient martial arts boxing, has been passed down for more than a thousand years. Li Yuanba, the third son of Tang Gaozu Li Yuan, the king of Zhao in Xifu, has great strength, inherits the spirit of heaven and earth, and understands the martial arts that combines natural energy and physical strength - domineering.

Meng Fan was shocked and asked, "Li Yuanba?"

The old man nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's Li Yuanba. After stepping into the boxing path, in order to pursue the ultimate of martial arts, he pretended to die and went deep into the mountains and forests to study the essence of boxing. And we, Li Jiaba, are his descendants. Baquan, after more than a thousand years of inheritance, has not only not fallen, but also increasingly perfect. For more than a thousand years, the Li family has had many powerful generals. Until nearly a hundred years, guns appeared. The Li family knew that they could not withstand the bombardment by their bodies, so they faded out of people and disappeared in this small village.

"But." The old man's face changed, "A month ago, the situation suddenly changed. My eldest grandson Li Xiaozhong was killed inexplicably. I urgently called Xiaoguo back and searched with the whole village for a few days without any clue. Until three days ago, two people appeared. I know one of them, who is the descendant of the ancient sword of the Shen family in the East, but the other is very strange.

"Our ancient martial arts boxing is based on strength, but none of us can take the punch of that stranger, which is really incredible. It was not until Xiaoguo told me the existence of your powers that I understood everything. Meng Fan, don't blame Xiaoguo for dragging you in. I asked him to do this. Because the stranger made us submit to him all over the village, obeyed his orders, robbed major banks, and did evil. Our Li family has put loyalty first for thousands of years, and we will never do such a thing.

"However, if we don't obey his orders, our Li family will face the disaster of extinction. I really don't want to see the Li family's thousand-year foundation destroyed in my hands, so I have to ask Xiaoguo to ask you to see if you have any good ideas."

Meng Fan smiled and said, "The big country is my good brother. His business is my business. Grandpa, don't worry. I believe there is a solution to everything."

The matter is clear, and Meng Fan understands that he will face a powerman who does not know his ability. However, for the sake of the good brother of the big country, I have no reason to retreat.

People's desires correspond to their abilities. The higher their abilities, the stronger their desires. I don't know how many of the 1,300 superpowers in the world will force others for their own interests like the strangers mentioned by the grandfather of a big country.

The old man sighed and said, "Meng Fan, don't worry, when the crisis comes, the whole village will do their best to ensure you are well-round."

Meng Fan thought for a while, looked around the crowd, shook his head and said, "The abilities of the power are diverse, and I am not really sure about the strangers mentioned by Grandpa. Therefore, I think you should leave the village temporarily and I can stay alone.

"No!" Before the old man could speak, the big country shouted first, "Xiaofan, I called you here. How can I leave you alone and run first?" Anyway, I will stay with you."

"So, did those two people say when they would come again?"

The old man said, "Three days ago, when the two left, they said that they gave us a week to think about it and came back a week later to hear our reply. Calculate it, that is, three days later.

"Good! There is still plenty of time." Meng Fan took out 100,000 yuan from the big bag he carried and put it on the table. "Please run around the nearby town in the next two days and buy some knives for me, preferably sharp fruit knives."

Everyone was a little surprised, but they didn't ask much.

The eyes of the big country turned red and whispered, "Xiaofan, I haven't moved the money you gave me last time. This time you--"

"Big country, when did your boy become like a woman?" Meng Fan laughed.

The crowd also laughed, and the solemn atmosphere eased slightly. The old man nodded to the crowd and said, "Thank you very much. Meng Fan took the risk to help us this time, and we don't have to worry about money. Take some of them, disperse them early tomorrow morning, and go to nearby villages, towns and cities to buy knives. From now on, Meng Fan's words are my words, and you must do it.

Everyone responded, withdrew the money separately, listened to Meng Fan's instructions, and dispersed separately.

Meng Fan and the old man exchanged some history of Li Jiabaquan. After a while, the rich dishes were prepared, hot and cool, very rich.

Meng Fan was already hungry and ate as soon as he picked up the meal, but Su Qian was very elegant. Even if she said she was hungry on the way to the village, she just twisted it little by little with chopsticks and sent it to her mouth, which seemed a little slow and orderly.

"Oh, Boss, it's really like a hungry wolf who hasn't eaten for months. It's really interesting." Su Qian elegantly put down her chopsticks, "Men are really a terrible carnivores."

Meng Fan scratched his head with embarrassment. Three empty bowls had been placed in front of him, and the fourth bowl of rice in front of him was about to run out.

After eating, the old man waved his hand, ordered someone to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then said to Meng Fan, "Meng Fan, you and this girl come with me."

The old man took Meng Fan, Su Qian and Da Daguo out of the door, turned into a small roadside, walked for more than ten minutes, came to a large square, and pressed a switch embedded in the wooden column in front of the square, and the square suddenly lit up.

On the surface, this is an ordinary rural yard, that is, a site for stacking harvested rice. However, there are many large and large boulders and cast iron, as well as wooden stakes around the square, which makes the square look more like a practice field.

is actually the same. The old man took Meng Fan to the edge of the field, a huge stone and whispered, "Take the power to control the qi, replenish the qi, integrate man and nature, and emit the strongest power."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed, his old face became extremely serious, and his eyes shot out a frightening light. Then, he stretched out his right hand and punched it lightly on the boulder.

'Bang', the surface of the boulder suddenly cracked, the fragments flew across, and the surface was concave, and a round pit half a meter in diameter appeared.

Meng Fan was stunned. How could this thin and weak old man have such great power?

Meng Fan also noticed that when the old man punched, the blue and red halo on his face was intertwined, which was the same as the method of a big country fighting a strong man in the game hall.

However, the punch of a big country can't be compared with the seemingly understated punch of the old man. Is this the power of ancient martial arts boxing?

"Cough." The old man closed his fist and coughed violently, "I'm really old, old. Meng Fan, I'll show you in order to have an understanding and a comparison of strength, because my punch just now can't be compared with the punch of a stranger who threatened us that day. I think that the stranger's boxing power should be ten times more than my punch.

"Grandpa." The big country is a little unyielding, "Our..."

"Xiaoguo, it is what it should be, and seek truth from facts." Before the big country finished speaking, the old man interrupted him.

After listening to the dialogue between the big country and the old man, Meng Fan was full of shock. He punched the hard stone and bombarded the stone out of a round deep pit, which was already extremely domineering. But the fist strength of the stranger in the old man is more than ten times that of the punch just now. In this way, can't the stranger's punch completely smash this big stone?

Meng Fan pondered for a while and said, "Don't worry about this, because I now know the other party's ability, but the other party does not know my existence, which is very beneficial to us. Besides, I also have a good companion, isn't it, Su Qian?

"Ah?" Su Qian has been watching quietly, listening quietly, and can't help but be stunned when she hears her name.

"Don't worry." Meng Fan laughed and said, "With Su Qian, our confidence in dealing with that stranger can be improved by one percent."

Su Qian was confused, and the old man and the big country were not puzzled.

Meng Fan didn't explain much. He walked around the yard, took a few breaths of fresh air unique to the countryside, and then followed the old man and the big country back to the village to rest.

The old man had already ordered the villagers to vacate the largest and most spacious house in the village for Meng Fan to live in. However, there was a small accident here. The old man thought that Meng Fan and Su Qian were a couple, but actually made them a double quilt, red quilt, embroidered with phoenix pillows, like a new house. The embarrassed Meng Fan explained incoherently, but Su Qian just giggled.

In desperation, the old man hurriedly ordered to prepare another room and another quilt, and it took another half an hour to complete the rectification. When the guilty old man and the big country left and went home, the sky was already bright. Meng Fan lay on the earthly, looked up through the cracks in the curtains, and looked at the sky in the distance, and his heart was full of expectations about to fight against another superpower.