Ma Fuxiang stood in front of Wushuang and replied calmly: "You little girl is a little knowledgeable, and you still say that there are thousands of lives! Let me ask you, if even I don't dare to accept this single deal, then do you dare?" Ma Fuxiang, the old Jianghu, didn't take the girl seriously at all, and in his eyes, the only people in the world who could compete with him were the heirs of the treasure and the heirs of the golden point.

The girl spit out a word. "Dare!"

"Girl, there are some things that can't be said casually, be careful that the wind flashes your tongue!"

Lu Haotian saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and hurriedly played a round. "Don't mind, don't mind, old man, don't be like a little girl, she is enough to be your granddaughter. ”

The office in the village is not small, it was newly built last year, and there is only a desk and a few chairs in the house. Ma Fuxiang also ignored Lu Haotian and hooked his fingers at the girl wildly. Of course, this old Jianghu is qualified and capable of shouting at anyone.

"I'm sorry, this girl doesn't bully the elderly!"

"Huh...... I'm going to bully and bully the girl, old man!" Ma Fuxiang's eyes flashed with fierceness. With that, he opened his palm and hit the girl.

His palm is not watery at all, if the girl can't dodge, I'm afraid that the delicate little girls will have to whine and mourn if they go down with a palm.

With a strong wind in his palm, Ma Fuxiang rushed to the girl in the blink of an eye. The girl who seemed to be weaker was also secretly surprised, and said in her heart, this old man's domineering palm technique, his internal strength is unfathomable! She dodged Ma Fuxiang's tiger palm sideways, and with a click, the wall that the girl was leaning against just now was smashed by Ma Fuxiang and smashed a red brick.

"Lao Tie, don't you just look at it? You said that the girl didn't recruit you and didn't mess with you, what kind of play is this? Catch up with you that you have a sweet sister, buddy can be single! Can't you pity the jade?" Lu Haotian wanted to stop Ma Fuxiang but was afraid of being hurt, so he had to beg Wushuang.

Wushuang sat on the chair and lit a cigarette, with a leisurely feeling of watching the excitement and not thinking of a big deal, he shook his hand at Lu Haotian and said: "This girl is not simple, don't be obsessed, think about it, you have practiced sanda before, right? Even if it is you, can you avoid the palm of my third grandfather just now?"

Ma Fuxiang's palm is as fast as lightning, he is old and strong, and his courage has not diminished at all, and he has approached the girl again and again. It's just that although the girl has lost the upper hand because of her carelessness, she has not been swept away by Ma Fuxiang's tiger paw, and every time the tiger paw is about to approach her thin body, she can always rely on her agility to frequently turn the danger into a disaster.

The fragrance of a girl in her body permeated the room, dancing like a beautiful flower butterfly. No matter how much pressure Ma Fuxiang exerts, it will not be sweet.

But then again, Ma Fuxiang is not a little girl who doesn't have a trick, he is an old Jianghu who knows how to read the master's face. The master just wanted to explore the reality of this girl, and he didn't have the intention of killing, so Ma Fuxiang had to control the proportions of his shot, and he only used three successes at most, otherwise let alone her, even if there were a hundred more, she would be slapped into a pulp by Ma Fuxiang's tiger palm.

The girl retreated again and again, and she was about to retreat to the corner, she deliberately sold a flaw to Ma Fuxiang, so that Ma Fuxiang thought that she had no way out. Then when Ma Fuxiang made a palm, she pulled out a big red curtain from the thick cuffs, and this curtain was all unfolded to cover her thin and weak body.

Ma Fuxiang saw that the girl covered herself with a red cloth, but there was already a dead end behind her, and there was no way out. Ma Fuxiang had no choice but to hold back his strength and give a symbolic palm, he just wanted to teach the girl who was ashamed to speak a lesson.

Unexpectedly, when the tiger's paw touched the big red cloth, it didn't feel like it hit the entity. This old man was so sophisticated, he tore the big red cloth that fell to the ground in a few moments, but the next thing he saw were only two white walls, and there was no one behind the red cloth, and the girl disappeared under his nose in broad daylight.

Wushuang and Lu Haotian half-opened their mouths and rubbed their eyes, God, how is this possible?

Just when the three of them were secretly wondering, the piece of red cloth that was suddenly torn to pieces by Ma Fuxiang miraculously moved, and they actually floated up intact again as if they had been enchanted and blocked in front of Ma Fuxiang. Ma Fuxiang was also surprised when he realized the power of this craft, but this time he didn't dare to kill him, for fear of hurting the girl. Quickly withdrew and retreated.

"Girl, you won, come out!" Ma Fuxiang slapped his hand and applauded the girl's weird skills.

The girl's weaker body flashed out from behind the big red cloth, but she was no longer as domineering as before, her pink little face had turned to ashes, cold sweat broke out on her head, and the waves on her chest rolled up and down with her breathing.

"Die'er, thank you for the kindness of the old-timers not to kill, I am playing a big knife in front of Guan Erye!" The girl was impressed by Ma Fuxiang's shocking skills.

"The girl is polite, can you lend me your Hongjuan?" asked Ma Fuxiang.

The girl respectfully took out the red handkerchief in her cuff and handed it to Ma Fuxiang. Ma Fuxiang's glasses stared at the lifelike flower butterfly on the handkerchief for a long time. Gradually, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Thousands of machines change with thousands of machines, and the five elements and three doors are different. Ma Fuxiang muttered such a sentence in his mouth, waiting for the girl to redeem the next link.

"Hongjuan has changed in Hongjuan's hands, and there are butterflies in the mountains. The girl looked at the kind old man coldly, and didn't even want to say the second half of the sentence.

"Are you ......?Dong Ye?" the girl knelt down with a puff, thinking that Ma Fuxiang was the second-generation heir of the thief.

"Girl, I don't know who Third Sister Lan is?" asked Ma Fuxiang.

"Don't dare to hide it, I'm her great-granddaughter, my name is Lan Caidie. ”

"Caidie girl, you don't have to kneel to me, this person next to me is the real leader of the thief, he is the grandson of his mentor Wu Gongyao. Don't you see the master soon!" Ma Fuxiang introduced Caidie and said.

"Sister, please get up, I said it, we don't have old rites these days, I see that you are a few years younger than me, if you don't dislike it, call me my brother." Wushuang picked up Caidie, but still didn't dare to look at her, when this girl was charming in her eyes, how could there be a man who didn't fall for it. Wushuang only hopes that there will be a simple girl like Ma Ya in this life, and such a beautiful and moving woman is afraid that she will not be blessed.

To say that the words are not false at all, Lan Caidie was born in a rich place in the south of the Yangtze River, and her family is one of the few big families in the local area, but she was born less than ten years old, and I don't know whether it was the birth of the lonely star or the fate of relatives, grandma and mother died one after another, and only left the lonely Caidie alone in the old house.