Gao Wu Da Qin: You don’t want the secret to be known, right?

The leaves were whirling, and Han An's figure disappeared.

And this young man named Han Xin seemed to realize something, and thought, "I forgot to tell him that I am a descendant of a military strategist."

But Han Xin thought about it again and smiled bitterly, "The heirs of military strategists all need to go to a sports school to learn tactics, and later enter the Ivy League academy affiliated with the military strategist to learn how to train soldiers."

"A guy like me, let alone whether he has money or not, can't afford to go to school. Even if he has money, he has missed the age of going to school."

"Soldiers probably don't care about guys like me."

"And the military sect is not a sect I want to join."

"What I want to join is Zongheng!"

Han Xin wiped his Qingfeng sword and planned to leave.

At this moment, a flying car suddenly landed in the distance, and a fat middle-aged man with a smile on his face suddenly stepped out of the flying car.

The fat man was dressed in elegant ancient brocade clothes, with a black jade gold medal hanging around his waist. He looked like he was not from an ordinary wealthy family.

Han Xin was accustomed to walking along the street and bypassing this wealthy family.

But the fat man blocked Han Xin's way and said enthusiastically, "What do you call me?"

Han Xin looked at the fat man and said, "Han Xin."

The fat man pointed to the mansion behind him and said hesitantly, "Are you from Zhuangzi?"

Han Xin glanced at it and said, "No."

The fat man asked again, "Is there anyone else in the village?"

Han Xin said nothing and was about to leave.

The fat man chuckled and said, "Brother, you don't have to carry me like this. In fact, I'm not familiar with the people in the village, and I even said that they owe me a lot of debt."

Hearing this, Han Xin lowered his guard and asked, "What's your name?"

The rich middle-aged man stroked his mustache and said triumphantly, "My surname is Jin. You can call me Mr. Jin. I saw the little brother walking out of the Zhuangzi with a sword. He must have been with those evil people in the Zhuangzi." There must have been a conflict with the customers!”

"As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend."

"I don't have the ability to do anything to those guys."

"Brother, why don't you draw your sword to help me and help me collect the debt? If the debt comes back, I'll share it equally with you!"

Han Xin shook his head and said, "No, no!"

Han Xin walked by the man's speeding car and couldn't help but glance at the speeding car.

The rich middle-aged man immediately saw the clue and couldn't help but say, "Brother, do you like it? This car can be given to you! My car is the latest model of a boat and a car integrated into one, supporting long-distance travel flights!"

Han Xin looked at the car and said, "I saw it on the projector. It's very expensive!"

"Not much!" The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Why don't you go up and have a look?"

Han Xin thought for a moment, "I have no money!"

The middle-aged man said, "It's okay, just take a look! Let's go, enjoy it!"

Han Xin was half pushed and half pulled onto the flying car by the middle-aged man.

The space in the speed car is quite large. At first glance, it has an area of ​​at least three bedrooms and one living room. The cockpit area alone is enough for a family of three to hold a party.

Han Xin stood inside, curiously looking at the decoration of the car, with envy in his eyes.

And the identity of a middle-aged man who can own such a luxury car is naturally not that of an ordinary person.

He is none other than the Lord of Youzhou, Qin Feng’s angel investor, and the wall-riding king of the Eighteen Cave Paradise - the King of Youzhou!

As the Lord of Youzhou, how could the King of Youzhou not know about Zhang Ping and Han An?

He certainly knew and was paying close attention.

The current situation of King Youzhou is very embarrassing. King Youzhou doesn't want to have too much interaction with Han An, a prodigal dog, but he doesn't want to really have a bad relationship with him.

There are still three kilograms of nails in the sunken ship, so if Han An is pushed into a hurry, it would be bad if he jumps over the wall.

Therefore, the rebels Han An and Zhang Liang came to Youzhou territory. The King of Youzhou knew about it and monitored them secretly.

Today is a good day. I heard that someone came to fuck them. King Youzhou was so excited.

But he was not happy for long. The spies came to report that the assassination attempt failed, and Han An almost killed him alone. Fortunately, a passing guy chopped off Han An's left hand with a sword, scaring Han An away.

King Youzhou fell into deep thought, what kind of existence is Han An?

He was able to beat Jing Ke away, and he was even known as the assassin's nemesis!

If he could cut off Han An's hand, this guy passing by would definitely have high martial arts skills.

So, without thinking, King Youzhou dismissed the court meeting that day and drove to pick up Han Xin.

At this moment, King Youzhou looked at Han Xin walking around in his spaceship. He felt a little bit arrogant and couldn't help but feel a little more curious.

This guy, no matter from which angle you look at it, doesn't look like a guy who can scare Han An away!

Did my spy make a mistake? Got the wrong person?

At this moment, Han Xin glanced at a rubbing drawing and said, "This, this, who wrote this? It's so powerful!"

King Youzhou also noticed the paper at this moment. The paper was a piece of rice paper that looked scrawled, with only the word "thank you" on it.

But this piece of rice paper was framed and placed in a very conspicuous place.

The word "thank you" on the rice paper was naturally left by Qin Feng.

It was the last time when Gui Guzi was promoted to the status of Great Sage, King Youzhou sent someone to give him a gift, and Qin Feng replied with a word of thanks.

King Youzhou was very optimistic about the word "thank you" and even asked someone to frame it to show off to others in the future.

This time Han Xin recognized him at a glance. Could it be that Han Xin is a master?

King Youzhou chuckled and said, "This word was given to me by an old friend of mine."

Han Xin looked at the handwriting at this moment. His originally silent eyes suddenly burned like a mountain of burning flames. He stared at the word "Thank you" and asked, "Can you sell this word to me?"

When King Youzhou heard this, he shook his head and said, "This, this is not okay, this is left by an old friend of mine."

Han Xin said bluntly, "This is a treasure. If it is left here, it can only be regarded as a collection by you, but no one knows its true charm."

The king of Youzhou said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Han Xin pointed to the word "thank you" and said, "It records a kind of cultivation and a kind of inheritance. If it can be cultivated, it will be enough to stand between heaven and earth!"

Listening to Han Xin's sworn words, King Youzhou recalled that this boy had cut off Han An's hand with a sword before.

Could it be that this boy is a genius in sword training?

If he can really understand this word, wouldn't it be a great achievement for me to recommend him to Qin Feng in the future? Can Qin Feng owe me a favor?

King Youzhou laughed and said, "This word cannot be sold. It is a word left to me by my old friend."

Han Xin felt a little disappointed and turned around to leave, "That's it, excuse me."

King Youzhou said again, "However, if you can understand some tricks from this word and prove that this word can be valuable in your hands, I can give this word to you!"

After hearing these words, Han Xin turned around suddenly, his eyes shining, "Is this true?"

"You have nothing to say!" King Youzhou said, "As long as you can understand something or a word, you can take it!"