The richest man Yang Fei

The Su family's parents treated Yang Fei more enthusiastically than ordinary villagers.

They also called Yang Fei Yang Daxia.

When Su Xiaosong heard this, his face was full of disapproval: "Mom, he's not a qigong master, why are you calling him a hero?"

Yang Fei understood that the most effective thing was not words, but fists.

He stretched out his hand: "Have you practiced Qigong before? Let's try it."

"Just try, whoever is afraid of whom!" Su Xiaosong was about the same age as Yang Fei, but he went to school a little later.

The two came to the main room and put on a posture.

The people of Jiangzhou are martial arts, especially the men in the countryside. They like to practice a few times when they have nothing to do. Father Yang saw it and didn't speak. He moved a stool and watched while smoking.

Su Xiaosong made several gestures, and after a long time of luck, he slapped Yang Fei with a hey sound.

Yang Fei raised his left elbow to block Su Xiaosong's palm. At the same time, he stepped forward with his left leg between his legs. He quickly knocked his elbow outward and hit the opponent's head. Swing out from the abdomen and hit the opponent's stomach.

This trick is used in a row, while blocking, attack the opponent up, down and down three times!

Not to mention a stunned young man like Su Xiaosong, even an ordinary martial arts practitioner can't stand this move.

Su Xiaosong's lower body was unstable, he was punched in the stomach, his head was dizzy, and he fell backwards, with a thump, and fell hard.

Fortunately, the ground is soil, so it doesn't hurt much if you fall.

Yang Fei withdrew his hand and smiled lightly: "Is it better?"

Su Xiaosong was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, he thought to himself, you said you don't know martial arts?

I can't even see the move just now.

He lost!

These are just three simple words.

It only takes a moment to decide the outcome.

But how tense and exciting this moment is!

How profound is the influence of this moment on Jianghu!

How shocking is the flash of that move!How magnificent!

Su Xiaosong only hated himself for not seeing what happened in that instant with his own eyes!

He didn't even need to see it with his own eyes, as long as he thought about it, his breath could not help but stop!

Papa Su got up and patted the dust off his body: "Xiao Song, you lost! The qigong you practiced is useless!"

"Dad!" Su Xiaosong got up and said stubbornly, "How can qigong be useless?"

"It's not that qigong is useless, it's that your practice is wrong." Father Yang has a simple face, like hundreds of millions of farmers, vicissitudes and reality, "I am a farmer, and I can beat you three by one. Even Your master is here, and he is no match for Hero Yang."

Yang Fei quickly said: "Don't dare to say that. Some masters still really understand some kung fu. They have practiced kung fu for decades, and they know a little bit about strength and acupuncture."

Father Su said: "Those fake ones are useless. In the past, there was a teacher in our village who traveled all over the world to sell tricks. He told us a word, kung fu can be practiced, but don't fight. Fighting has only one purpose, then It is useless to knock down the opponent, but the most practical thing is Sanda."

Yang Fei took it seriously, because he had heard this from his grandfather and father.

Su Xiaosong said dejectedly: "I won't practice martial arts from now on! Brother-in-law, you teach me martial arts!"

Yang Fei was nailed to the spot.

what?

Brother-in-law?

Where did this start?

Xiao Songsong, don't dare to joke like that!

Yang Fei's scalp was numb, and he glanced at Papa Su, wanting to tell him that I didn't do anything to your daughter, you must believe me, if you still don't believe me, don't be rough, let alone use a knife!

Su's father's reaction was unexpectedly calm, as if he didn't hear it, he turned and went outside.

"Cough!" Yang Fei rubbed his chin, "Don't call me brother-in-law, I'm not your brother-in-law."

"I know!"

"You know you're still yelling?"

"You and my sister are just boyfriend and girlfriend! Sooner or later you will be my brother-in-law!"

Yang Fei must fall!

Sure enough, it is getting darker and darker!

There is nothing to do at night in the countryside. The Su family has no TV, no radio, not even an electric fan.

The only electrical appliance, does the flashlight count?

After dinner, everyone sat outside to cool off.

There are always several gossip centers in the village. The biggest gossip center used to be at Tie Lianping's house, but now it has moved to Su Tong's house because of Yang Fei's arrival.

People from all directions, old men, women, men and children, came one after another.

Together with his younger brother, Su Tong moved all the movable chairs outside the house, inviting respected elders to sit on them.

More people can only stand and chat.

The mountain breeze is blowing, and cattail fans are not used, and the whole body is cool.

In the fragrance of rice flowers, frogs croak and cicadas cry, and children hold bamboo sticks and sticks, fighting side by side.

Su Tong went in to take a bath.

Yang Fei was chatting outside, and suddenly heard Su Tong screaming: "There are thieves!"

Su Xiaosong hurried in, shouting as he ran, "Brother-in-law, catch the thief!"

With a thought in his mind, Yang Fei ran to the back of her house, turned a corner, and saw a black figure running towards the pond.

He bent down quickly, grabbed a broken brick from the ground, and threw it at the shadow.

The sky was a last quarter moon, and the light was dim.