Gao Wu: Invincibility begins with basic archery

"It's really different if you have money."

Walking on the way to the grain store, Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Last time he spent less than a thousand, the clerk was very respectful to him, but he couldn't even see the manager.

This time, he spent four or five thousand, and even the manager came, with a friendly attitude and all kinds of win-win.

If it was tens of thousands, I guess the boss behind the scenes would be able to see him.

"However, this weapon shop in Songjiabao doesn't seem to have much value."

He murmured.

There are no bows with a pulling force of 500 kilograms or more,

no advanced armor-piercing arrows,

and I guess there are no weapons made of second-level original alloys.

If you want to buy more powerful weapons, you can only go to other places or Anshan City.

Before going to the grain store, he bought some daily necessities, such as toilet paper, shower gel, etc. It's a bit expensive, but it's really inconvenient without them.

Grain store.

Just like the last time, there were several big men with guns and live ammunition standing at the door, all with their heads held high, looking arrogant.

When they saw Chen Fan coming, they were stunned at first, then they showed respect in their eyes, and nodded and smiled at Chen Fan.

Even the boss who was reading behind the counter was much more polite and greeted him with a smile.

"What do you want? Food, salt, even MSG and soy sauce, we have them here."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the two bows that Chen Fan was carrying.

If I am not mistaken, these are strong bows with a pulling force of 500 kilograms, right?

This guy is a ruthless person!

Chen Fan said in a deep voice: "Bring 100 kilograms of blood rice at 10 yuan per kilogram, 50 kilograms of blood rice at 3 yuan per kilogram, salt, MSG, etc., bring some."

It's not that he doesn't want to buy more, but he is worried that he can't take it back.

He can walk briskly with a load of about 200 to 300 kilograms on his shoulders, but if it is 400 to 500 kilograms, he can't take the weapons.

There are many people staring at the distance outside the city.

The boss's eyes lit up immediately.

He is indeed a rich man.

"Did you come empty-handed?" He said with a smile, "It's not easy to carry so many things. Where do you live? I'll have someone drive to deliver them to you."

Chen Fan shook his head, "I'm not from Songjiabao."

"Not from Songjiabao."

The boss was shocked, and the people outside looked at Chen Fan with strange colors in their eyes.

Could it be someone from the small village outside?

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Guest, if you are from the village outside, you can also deliver it."

Chen Fan looked at him with a little surprise, "Boss, are you sure?"

"Haha, what are you saying?" The boss smiled and said, "It's just some gasoline for a round trip, what's the big deal?"

One hundred kilograms of blood rice at ten yuan, that's one thousand yuan.

If you count salt and the like, it's about two thousand yuan.

In comparison, 1 liter of gasoline is only twenty or thirty yuan, and it can run more than ten kilometers!

Chen Fan really didn't expect it.

It really is true that money can make the devil push the mill?

"Ahem,"

At this moment, the boss coughed lightly and said, "But I have to say that you have to leave your identity information and a deposit. This is also for the safety of the people and property in the store. Don't worry, the deposit will be returned in full when you come next time."

"That's it."

Chen Fan thought about it and understood.

After all, it is still safe in Songjiabao, but it may not be the case outside.

"Next time."

He still gave up the idea of ​​exposing his own information for the sake of convenience.

"Okay."

Seeing this, the boss also smiled and said nothing more.

Soon, the two kinds of blood rice were packed separately, along with dozens of kilograms of salt, MSG, soy sauce and other seasonings, and put into a sturdy bag.

"Customers come often."

The boss smiled and watched Chen Fan leave.

"What a tough guy."

A guard looked at Chen Fan's back and sighed.

"Yes, with this strength of lifting 300 kilograms with one hand, he must be at the third level of body tempering, right?"

"Maybe he is a warrior at the flesh refining realm, otherwise he dares to come here alone?"

"That's right, it's obvious that he is not afraid of others plotting against him, and he is bold because of his skills."

Chen Fan always pays attention to the movements behind him, fearing that he will be shot in the back. Although this possibility is not great, what if it happens?

He walked on the street and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

There were shock, envy, jealousy, and some people's eyes were rolling around, and I don't know what they were thinking.

As Chen Fan's eyes swept over, they all lowered their heads.

All the way, Chen Fan's mind was tense, his eyes were watching all directions, his ears were listening to all directions, and he didn't miss any movement around him.

Until he walked one or two kilometers and left Songjiabao far behind, Chen Fan felt relieved, put down the goods he was carrying, and turned around.

A few sneaky figures were hanging far behind, looking at this place.

Suddenly seeing Chen Fan looking over, several people were startled, whispered to each other, and turned and ran away.

Chen Fan snorted coldly. These people followed him for so long but didn't dare to do anything. They were obviously not brave people.

Forget it this time. If they follow him again next time, don't even think about leaving.

After a short rest, he continued to carry the goods and hurried on.

He stopped from time to time on the way to check the surroundings.

After about half an hour, Chenjiazhai was finally in sight.

He let out a long breath and quickened his pace to move forward.

When he arrived, he found that many people had been waiting at the door.

There were father, mother, younger brother, Uncle Zhang, Gu Ze, Wang Ping, and even Meng Yu.

Everyone looked relieved.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said, "Didn't I say that nothing will happen to you."

"We just came here after hearing the bell."

Chen Guodong said with some guilt.

In fact, after Chen Fan left, he had been restless and unable to concentrate while practicing martial arts.

Especially when Chen Fan didn't come back at noon, he became even more worried.

As for his wife, she has been waiting here, eager to wait.

"Yes, yes, we just arrived."

"Brother Fan, nothing happened to you this time, right?"

Wang Ping and others asked quickly.

"What could happen in Songjiapu?"

Chen Fan smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, let's go back to practice martial arts. If I go out alone next time, don't do this."

As he said that, he glanced at Meng Yu who was not far away. The latter lowered his head and looked very remorseful.

Everyone dispersed. Zhang Ren glanced at him and nodded before leaving.

Chen Fan probably understood what he meant. The stakes must have been driven, and he could then go over and practice basic footwork.

Of course I have to go, but before that, there are still some things to deal with.

After returning home, Chen Fan put down the goods and took off the bow and arrows. After walking, his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"Xiaofan, how is this time? Is there any news?"

Chen Guodong asked quickly.

"Well, I found that person."

"!!!"

Chen Guodong was surprised, with a touch of joy on his face, "What happened next? Did he know we were from there?"

Yin Fang and her younger brother Chen Chen looked over nervously.

Chen Fan sighed softly and nodded: "I know. Not only do I know, but I'm also plotting to attack us later."

Chen Guodong's eyes suddenly widened.

The family's faces were darker than the bottom of the pot.

"Don't worry, Dad."

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "I already know their plan, so it is destined that they will not succeed. This matter will be taken care of by me."

"What can I do for you?"

Chen Guodong asked tentatively.

Chen Fan always had to do everything, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Just like now, despite what Chen Fan said, only he knew what happened.

"Dad, you have done enough. Don't worry, I can handle this by myself."

As he spoke, he opened the bag and took out various seasonings and two large bags of blood rice.

He opened one of the bags and said: "Dad, Mom, this bag contains three yuan per catty of blood rice. I will take out thirty catties later, and you can eat the rest. I am not reluctant to let you." It’s ten yuan a pound, but your physique is not up to par.”

"Xiaofan, what are you talking about?"

Yin Fang was moved to tears, "Mom, just eat ordinary rice. You can keep the three yuan per pound for yourself."

"cough."

Chen Guodong coughed and said, "Since Xiaofan said so, let's just do what he said. Xiaofan, don't worry, I will work harder to practice martial arts and won't let your hard work go to waste."

Chen Fan smiled knowingly at him.

It would be nice if my father understood what he meant.

He doesn't expect his father, brother and others to be able to practice well enough to be able to protect themselves in the last days. That's enough.

He found two bags and filled them with thirty kilograms of two kinds of blood rice. He planned to send the three yuan per kilogram to Meng Yu and the ten yuan per kilogram to Uncle Zhang.

These two people are currently indispensable figures in the village. The stronger they are, the more pressure they can help share.

He found Meng Yu first.

Seeing Chen Fan arrive, Meng Yu stood there a little at a loss, with guilt written all over her face.

"I'm sorry, Chen Fan, I, I still didn't predict what will happen in the village in the future."

As she said that, she took out a folded thousand-yuan bill from her pocket, handed it to Chen Fan with both hands, and said hesitantly: "You, take this money back, I, I can't help. "

Chen Fan shook his head slightly, put the heavy bag on the table, turned around and looked at her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can there be any reason to take back the money you gave away?"

"But, but..."

Meng Yu pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

"There is absolutely no need for you to blame yourself, because the village is not yours alone,"

Chen Fan comforted him: "The reason I'm telling you is just to give you an extra layer of insurance. Fortunately, today's trip is worth it. I already know who that person is."

"Really?"

Meng Yu suddenly raised his head, his big black eyes sparkling.

"Well, that person doesn't know that we are from that place. We are worried in vain."

Chen Fan smiled and said that he didn't lie to the other party intentionally. If he told the truth, the other party would be worried if he couldn't protect everything.

If you are a man, you should not let others worry about you.

"So that's it, that's great."

Meng Yu cried with joy.

She had been hinting to herself that she hoped to have a dream that could predict the future, but it turned out to be the opposite and she had no dream at all.

She was also very anxious, but she just couldn't dream.

What can she do? She is also desperate.

"Well, this bag contains blood rice. Have you heard of it?"

"Blood rice?"

Meng Yu reacted quite a bit, obviously having heard of it before, so she waved her hands repeatedly.

"Chen Fan, you have been very good to me. I cannot accept these blood rice, no matter what I say."

Chen Fan was speechless, thought about it, and said: "Miss Meng Yu, in fact, I do this not only for you, but also for the people in the village. Think about it, if your strength becomes stronger and you can freely control your abilities, even if you encounter danger in the future, can everyone use your abilities to escape danger?"

Meng Yu was stunned, thought about it, and it seemed to be true.

But she immediately thought of something, frowned and said: "Chen Fan, I also want to use my abilities as I please, but my mental power is too weak. I have tried many times to practice the method of training mental power that my sister gave me, but I can't do it well."

"What?"

Chen Fan almost stood up from the stool, "Do you have a way to train mental power?"