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    Wang Yifan was a little curious as to why Shura didn't come again after he was three years old.  In his memory, although his father said that he was a retired soldier and a cook in the army, his main task was to raise pigs and grow vegetables.

    But he has indeed never seen any comrades come to his home to talk to him about matters in the army.  From time to time, every few years, my father would go out and visit his comrades.

    He was young at the time and couldn¡¯t understand that after he was in high school, his father stopped visiting his comrades.  I called home today and my mother said that he was attending the wedding of a comrade's son, but he didn't take it seriously.

    It has been more than 20 years since they were demobilized. How many people who were soldiers at that time could keep in touch with them regularly?  Although there are four irons in life, one of them is that we have been soldiers and carried guns together.

    But time is like a butcher's knife. When we are not in the same place, and we are far apart, no matter how good the relationship is, it will become alienated.  Unless you are in the army, it is really a good relationship.

    "Why I won't go to your house after I'm three years old? It's not what I asked you to do. He doesn't want his identity to be exposed, so it's better not to remember me when you have no memory.

    At that time, I had not been discharged from the army for a long time, and I still had some aura about me that other soldiers did not have.  Once you have a clear memory, it will definitely be very profound, which will also save you from possible troubles in the future.  "Shura explained.

    "Does he have this kind of momentum? But why didn't I see this kind of momentum from my father? He is just a kind old farmer." Wang Yifan was very confused. He never thought that his father would be a master.  After learning Baji Quan, when he was in high school, he felt that he was worse than his father.

    Who told him when he was a child, his grandfather always said.  My father's talent was not good enough and he was not suitable for practicing Bajiquan.  At the same time, his father did not like practicing martial arts. Growing up, he had seen very few opportunities for his father to practice martial arts.

    Even if there is, from the perspective of a teenage "martial arts master" like him.  That's a real fake trick, or a crop trick, and it's not bad to scare others.

    "That's your father, we have been together since childhood. In addition, your father's cultivation level is much higher than mine. He can completely put away his aura. More than ten years ago, I had just entered Anjin.  How long?" Shura explained again.

    At this time, the few mercenaries who had been watching them, and watched Wang Yifan heal Shura's wounds without stopping him, became a little impatient.  original.  They just want to see a joke.

    They knew the extent of Shura's injuries.  Even if the other party is a warrior, he is also a dark warrior. Facing Shura, who is exhausted, even if the gods arrive, they cannot save him.  At most, it can only last longer than the time it takes for him to die.

    But I didn¡¯t expect that after the young man¡¯s treatment.  Shura's injuries have obviously improved.  Great spirits.  At this time, he was actually chatting and laughing with the young man.

    Suddenly, the three of them were stunned.  This level of medical skill is truly divine.

    I couldn¡¯t help but think, if they could also get treatment.  Then there is no need to die.  Especially the two seriously injured mercenaries, but thinking about it, this is impossible.

    You have to think about how you can escape this disaster.  It was obvious that the other party knew Shura.  After Shura's injury was temporarily treated, the rest of them began to be unlucky.

    Helpless, none of them can move at this time.

    Wang Yifan and Shura were chatting, although they were not far apart.  Due to Wang Yifan's deliberate efforts, the sound did not reach the ears of the three mercenaries.  They didn't know yet that the young man in front of them was Wang Yifan, the son of the Demon King they had always wanted to catch.

    "Okay, Uncle Shura, your injury has just been healed, so it's not appropriate to talk more. I'll take care of the three of them, and we, uncle and nephew, can have a good chat. Don't worry, uncle, you have to believe in my strength. Just  The three of them look like drowned dogs and pose no danger to me. You should take a nap first."

    Wang Yifan stopped Shura, who was a little excited and wanted to talk more. Although his vitality was restored, Shura must be a seriously injured person.

    "Okay, uncle believes in you." Shura believed that Wang Yifan could solve this matter. A new master of Anjin couldn't even take care of three guys who were injured and couldn't move. He was embarrassed to say that he  He is the son of the Demon King.

    Wang Yifan smiled slightly and gently touched Shura's body with his hand. Shura felt sleepy coming over him.  He was shocked, and fell asleep before he had a second thought.

    Wang Yifan gently pulled away the hand holding Tang Dao, then lowered Shura so that he lay flat on the ground, with Tang Dao placed beside him.  This is his weapon. Wang Yifan knows what a weapon means to a warrior.  Sometimes, this mysterious connection with weapons cannot be explained by science.??Unknown.

    Putting Shura's weapons next to him can make him feel safe in his dreams.

    Wang Yifan stood up and faced the three injured mercenaries.

    "Okay, it's time for us to talk." Wang Yifan smiled softly, "You are very good. You didn't take this opportunity to escape or do something small. You are a man."

    The three mercenaries were speechless after hearing this, and felt very sad.  If they had moved, they would have left long ago. If they had guns, they would have shot them.  The blond man with the least injuries only had a machete with a few chips in his hand.

    Does he want to throw this knife out like a hidden weapon? At the same time, he doesn't think that such a big hidden weapon can hurt the opponent.  Don't look at the other person, he has been waiting for others with his back turned to you just now.

    But every move made by the three of them is probably within the sensing range of the other party.  Any unruly move will result in a merciless blow from the other party.

    As they are also dark warriors, they also had the same confidence before they were injured.  Facing an dark master, only at close range and when the opponent is defenseless can a gun hurt the opponent.

    The three of them are just useless now. Not to mention the dark power master, even a bright power warrior can kill them.

    "Okay, it's useless to talk more. You know that we can't leave, and saying these words just makes me look down on you. Tell me, who are you? Just like what Shura just said to us before, even if you die  , and let us understand.

    We also want to know what the outcome will be if the situation is reversed.  I just want to know who you are and how come there are so many warriors in a small place like Mingyang and they are still so powerful.  "

    "You know yourselves well and know that I will not let you go. Who am I? I am a person who will surprise you." Wang Yifan smiled and took two steps forward. The moonlight shone on his face.

    "Do you know who I am now?" Wang Yifan asked with a smile.

    "Youare that one? That one?" The blond man felt that Wang Yifan looked familiar, as if he had seen him in that place, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

    "That's Wang Yifan." The Indian warrior lying not far from him said coldly. From the moment he recognized who Wang Yifan was, he knew that no matter what he said, the other party would never let him go.

    At this time, he felt a sense of relief.

    "Wang Yifan? Who is Wang Yifan?" The blond man was still a little confused. With such a mind, he didn't know how he could reach the level of An Jin.

    "The son of the devil, our target, everything we do is because of him." The Indian warrior was unable to complain.

    "It seems that we have been wrong all along, not just us. The person who set up this plan was also wrong. They did not expect that the son of the Demon King actually had dark power.

    Haha, how ridiculous.  We were stumped. If possible, we really wanted to see what other people's expressions would be like when they faced the Demon King's son.  "The Indian warrior didn't know why he was relieved, but he felt a little happy at this time.

    The other two couldn't help but laugh in their hearts after hearing what their companion said.  This is indeed a very ridiculous thing, and the opponent's strength is not even clear.

    It¡¯s ridiculous, you really can¡¯t die with your eyes closed!

    In the seven-story pagoda of Panlong Temple, the three girls Qin Bing watched with curiosity as Wang Yifan gently placed a sleeping middle-aged man on the wooden board.  The middle-aged man seemed to have been seriously injured, and his clothes were in tatters. The black clothes were stained with blood and turned into hard material.  Apparently, a lot of blood was shed.

    However, judging from his expression, it didn¡¯t look like he was seriously injured.  Although he was still sleeping, his expression was peaceful, maybe he was having a good dream, and his face was smiling.

    For people who are injured, especially those who are seriously injured, it is best not to lie on a bed that is too soft to avoid the difference in force and causing the wound to be damaged again.  With the powerful medicinal properties of the ointment and the support of life energy, Shura's wounds will be healed after he wakes up.

    "Yifan, who is he? When did you go out and why did you bring back an injured person? Did you go there to fight again? The fight was so brutal. Tsk tsk, those people were able to do it, and they didn't even let go of such an old uncle.  Pass. Those people deserve to die. Yifan, you didn't let them go, right?" Qin Ying looked at Shura and asked curiously.

    Wang Yifan was sitting down to rest after hearing Qin Ying's words. He wanted to drink water, but he almost choked the water due to these words.

    This is the first time I heard that Shura, who is famous in the underground world, is a middle-aged uncle and then fights with others.  And those people, even uncles dare to fight.  It's really not that powerful, like thisOnly people who don't know the truth can say it.

    He told the girls what happened tonight in detail. Only then did the three girls realize that such a wonderful thing had happened during the few hours they were sleeping.  Everyone couldn't help but complain that Wang Yifan was too selfish and wouldn't call them when there was such an exciting thing.

    Wang Yifan couldn¡¯t help but feel dizzy after hearing their words, and quickly said that he only wanted to go out to enjoy the moonlight and the scenery of Cangyan Mountain, and he didn¡¯t know what would happen there.

    If he had known earlier, he would not have let Uncle Shura suffer such injuries.  He still had to explain to Shura after he woke up.  Otherwise, as the captain's son, he would have watched helplessly as he was surrounded by several people, and then they had to fight until both sides were injured before he came out.

    If you don¡¯t explain it clearly, there will definitely be grudges in your heart.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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