I Can Crit In Martial Arts

　　 A mansion that is not too small, placed in Tianjiu City, belongs to the middle class. It seems that he does have a place next to the second son. Normal monthly money cannot afford this kind of residence.

　　 Just when Zheng Yuan wanted to take Lin Fan in through the main entrance, he was caught by Lin Fan.

　　 "Don't go to the main entrance, it's not safe."

"what?"

　　 Lin Fan smiled, grabbed Zheng Yuan to the backyard, jumped up, and led him to the house.

　　 "If you don't go at the front door, why bother like this." Zheng Yuan couldn't understand Lin Fan's operation. It was weird. He was afraid that I would lie in ambush behind the door. Even if I were to join together, I would not be your opponent.

　　 Lin Fan didn't explain, and didn't want any unstable factors to affect his actions. If he walked through the front door and was seen by Jia Ding, Zheng Yuan yelled and beat him upside down. He really didn't know the truth.

　　……

"that's it?"

Looking at the three hundred taels of silver notes placed on the table, Lin Fan frowned slightly, showing an expression of dissatisfaction. Looking at Zheng Yuan, he wanted to make the other party feel intimidated, and honestly took out the silver notes. .

　　 "It's really only these," Zheng Yuan said.

　　 Lin Fan knew that Zheng Yuan didn't tell the truth, as if thinking of something, "I heard that you like to collect some weird things the most, but these three hundred taels are too few."

　　 Three hundred taels are quite a lot. If you use Zhang Guanjiao's ideas, it will only be enough for me to go to Yanyuge to find Hongling three times to pass the beg.

　　 "What? Which culprit is telling the story." Zheng Yuan was shocked, "I'm wronged, I'm really wronged. Look at my age, I don't have that energy."

　　 Lin Fan glanced at Zheng Yuan, collected the bank notes on the table, turned and walked out.

　　 "Wait." Zheng Yuan shouted.

"Ok?"

"What the old man told you is true. You should consider it carefully. There is no future with Miss Eight. You may think that the second son is not good, but you can go out and inquire about the situation of the older man, even if Miss Eight really takes the initiative in the end. Quan, as long as the eldest son comes back, all efforts will be gone."

　　 Zheng Yuan still wanted to regain his position in front of the second son, as long as Lin Fan was brought in, he would definitely be able to get a different look from the second son.

　　Lin Fan turned around, looked at him quietly, rubbed his neck with his palm, frightened Zheng Yuan and got cold all over, then walked over the wall and left.

　　 "Huh!" Zheng Yuan was sitting on the chair, muttering to himself, "I really don't know good or bad guy."

　　……

　　 A few days later.

　　 Quiet life is often dull, not as turbulent as imagined.

　　 When waking up every day, Lin Fan walked on the busy street and met the scented vendors, so he stopped to buy some delicious food to satisfy his appetite.

　　If it was in the past, he would stand still thinking about it for a long time, and finally leave directly, what good food is good, and eating it is not good for the body, but now it is different, he has money...

　　 Same as usual.

　　When he came to the dock, he was addicted to practice, and gradually realized the mystery of the quadrangular palms. Huang Zhang didn't lie to him. The quadrangular palms were indeed much more subtle than the powerful cow magic fist.

Gradually.

　　 The palm wind spreads around the whole body, and if you are close to the lounge, you can hear the dull applause coming from inside.

　　 "It's finished."

　　The data panel shows the proficiency of the'four palms'.

　　From the proficiency level, it can be seen that the "four-in-one palm" is better than the other two martial arts.

　　 [Proficiency: Quadruple palms (0/400). 】

　　 "With my current talents that need to be understood for so long, it seems to be really good." Lin Fan muttered to himself, and changed Huang Zhang. Although this guy likes Yinliang very much, his work efficiency is pretty good.

　　 Continue to cultivate hard, only practice can bring him a sense of security, allowing him to live well in this dangerous and fighting world.

　　 [Hint: Trigger six times the critical strike! 】

　　 [Hint: Quadruped palm proficiency +6! 】

　　……

　　 The boring practice is often this way that makes people easy to indulge.

　　 Others work, he cultivates.

　　 Others shit, he practices.

　　 When others visit the kiln, he still cultivates.

　　 Except for cultivation, nothing can arouse his interest, just as he thought before, even if the sky falls, he will not be shaken in the slightest.

　　 Time flies, and the years pass by like water.

　　 Lin Fan cultivated the four-stranded palms to reach the transparent state, and accumulated omnipotence points to 198 points. His luck was not too good. The crit multiples were all double digits, and there was no one hundred times crit as he imagined.

　　 This is the only thing he regrets.

　　 He once thought, there was no Hundred Times Critical Strike, whether it was a long time since I went to Yanyu Pavilion and the BUFF had not been blessed to himself, so this problem occurred.

　　 Soon, Lin Fan put this idea behind, and even severely criticized himself.

　　BUFF?

　　 That is something that doesn’t exist. I just want to release myself. Why look for these reasons? Release the body and mind and indulge in female **** is a very bad behavior, and it will have a bad influence on practice.

　　 "Brother Lin, Miss Eight is here to inspect the pier." Wu Jun is Lin Fan's monitor. As soon as he encounters a situation, he will be notified as soon as possible. As a young man, he admires Lin Fan very much.

　　 He, who has been with Lin Fan for a long time, knows how hard Lin Elite has made in cultivation, no...no effort can no longer be used to describe it, but it has really reached a level of madness.

　　 Normal people practice this way, the body can't bear it at all, and they will definitely collapse.

　　 "I know." Lin Fan cherishes his words like gold, and Wu Jun has a good relationship with him, so he will reply.

　　 Pier.

　　 The merchants wear gold and silver. They were all beautiful, but their faces are not very good now, as if there is something on their minds.

　　 "Brother Lin, it hasn't been very peaceful recently. The institutions under the charge of Miss Eight have been affected ~www.wuxiahere.com~ It seems that there is a dark force targeting us." Wu Jun is very worried.

"Really."

　　 He has been immersing himself in hard cultivation, where he pays attention to so many things. For him, he is not my wife. It is good for me to put my duties in place. Others have nothing to do with me.

　　 is not my wife.

　　 What do you do with so many things.

"Yes, you have been cultivating all the time, and you have not paid attention to the external situation. I heard other helpers say that some time ago, Zhang Guanjiao came back from outside the city with a cold face. Several brothers were brought back, not their arms. It’s just a broken leg. That scene was terrible."

　　 Wu Junluo kept talking, as if unable to stop.

　　 Lin Fan listened indifferently. He didn't tell Wu Jun to shut up, because he was afraid of hitting his heart. Anyway, he listened to his left ear and his right ear came out.

　　 soon.

　　 The usual helpers stood in two rows on the left and right, while Lin Fan stood in the middle, looking straight ahead, waiting for Miss Eighth to arrive. This feeling was like receiving some important person.

　　 Lin Fan doesn't have that sense of belonging to Qinglei League, at best, he performs his own duties. He regards Qinglei League as a habitat, and he will naturally handle matters within his duties.

of course.

　　 Anyway, Miss Eight is the female eldest in his current face. Even if you don’t look at these, you still have to look at Miss Eight for being so beautiful. It’s not about giving a little face to the beautiful women...

　　 is just a pity.

　　 Miss Eight, who was accompanied by Zhang Guanjiao to the dock, passed straight in front of him, without even having a glance, and walked directly towards the anxious merchants.

　　 Lin Fan was helpless, and he hadn't shown himself in a low-key manner.

　　 But that’s fine.

　　 Why be so blatant.

　　PS: Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a reward, woo woo...