Rebirth Space Pretty Girl

Deputy General Zhen understood what he meant, nodded, turned his head and said lightly: "Master Fang, did you have a holiday with them?"

Seeing that Murong Zong didn't speak, Fang Hongmao thought that he was really talking about it, they just didn't know martial arts, and said arrogantly: "There is no festival, but I just can't stand them cheating Hou Ye, they obviously don't know martial arts, but they cheated. Lord Hou asked them to come to the barracks, wasting everyone's time."

Vice Admiral Zhen said, "Since Young Master Fang doesn't like them so much, why don't you vent your anger for the Marquis?"

Fang Hongmao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay, how do you vent your anger?"

Vice-General Zhen smiled and said, "Since you think they can't do martial arts, and Young Master Fang has also learned martial arts since he was a child, why don't you compare yourself to them and defeat them?"

Fang Hongmao glanced at Murong Zong when he heard the words, he couldn't help but take a step back when he saw his body taller than himself, hesitantly said: "I'm just a three-legged cat, and he's taller than me, how did I beat him? win him?"

When my grandfather was young, he asked him to learn martial arts, but because he was weak and afraid of suffering, he would hide quietly every time he practiced.

After many times, my grandfather gave up on him and put all his energy on Rong Fengxu and Wei Jingxuan.

It's just that when I came to the barracks occasionally, I learned some self-defense techniques with the soldiers.

The same goes for his younger brothers Fang Hongsheng and Geng's brothers. His grandfather hired them as masters for several months, and he gave up on them after knowing that they were not candidates for martial arts.

He regretted it. He knew that his grandfather would not have a grandson and would choose one of them to inherit the title. No matter how hard it was, he should persevere. The other three were not very good at martial arts. thing.

Vice Admiral Zhen said, "There is a difference between those who know kung fu and those who don't. You just need to use the tricks that Marquis and us gave you before."

Fang Hongmao glanced at his grandfather, saw him look at him blankly, and then glanced at Murong Zong, Murong Zong had no expression, but Murong Lingran kept looking at him with a half-smile.

Knowing that if he didn't lose face in the stage now, he would lose his hair, Fang Hongmao gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and his heart was stunned, he could only say: "Okay, today I'm going to teach people with ulterior motives for my grandfather, and let them know that it's not Anyone can talk big in front of him."

After he finished speaking, he walked over to the weapon rack and looked at the Murong family with disdain: "Which one of you came out first? I'll let you see this young master's kung fu."

When he fought against those soldiers before, he also won, he didn't believe it anymore, he couldn't beat a mud leg.

The Marquis of Ning'an said, "Azong, it's up to you."

Murong Zong nodded, stepped forward and stood opposite Fang Hongmao.

The rest of the soldiers looked at the two on the stage with a lively look.

According to their past experience, none of those who could be invited to the military camp by the Marquis of Ning'an were weak in kung fu.

And Fang Hongmao and the others are also very familiar with him. With his kung fu, he can't even kill a rabbit, and expect him to hurt people unless the other party is an old, weak, woman and child.

He could win in their hands before, but they let him.

They all know how much Fang Hongmao weighs, and the Marquis of Ning'an must also know.

Knowing that his grandson couldn't win against others, he let Vice-General Zhen stimulate him to play, just to teach him a lesson.