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after get off work.

Fan Ming was walking on the country road.

There was a van parked on the road ahead.

Fan Ming didn't take it seriously and continued walking.

Suddenly, the van moved and drove up to Fan Ming.

A group of people rushed out of the car angrily.

Fan Ming saw that the person taking the lead seemed to be the golden-haired gangster who beat him up last time.

"It's you!" Fan Ming secretly used his true energy in his hands.

Jin Mao held a stick in his hand and said to Fan Ming: "Boy, you don't have a long memory? How dare you offend our boss!"

Fan Ming thought for a while and asked, "Are you sent here by Zhao Bin?"

Jin Mao's expression changed and he said: "You can call our boss by his name? Brothers, call me! The boss said that as long as he is disabled, each of us will be given five hundred!"

As soon as they heard they had money, those gangsters were all gearing up.

A total of ten gangsters, holding wooden sticks and steel pipes, surrounded Fan Ming.

Fan Ming is no longer afraid of these ordinary gangsters. A cultivator, even if he is only at the first level of Qi training, can still deal with such a few ordinary people.

Fan Ming didn't summon animals to help. After all, he was just an ordinary person. If he was stung by the bee like last time, he would die. He didn't want his life, so Fan Ming let him go. But last time he was stung by a bee.

The anger from the beating was still there, and now Fan Ming just wanted to beat these people up and get back the revenge he had suffered last time.

This time Fan Ming has 100 power, and with his true energy, he can use 120 power, which is twice as much as last time. Fan Ming doesn't believe that 120 power can't deal with a group of ordinary people.

Suddenly, a steel pipe struck Fan Ming.

Fan Ming subconsciously stretched out his hand to resist.

"Ping!" The steel pipe was bounced away, and Fan Ming's hand felt no pain, just a little numbness.

Another person waved a wooden stick to attack Fan Ming's back. Fan Ming turned around and clenched his fist to fight with the wooden stick.

The wooden stick broke into two pieces instantly.

Fan Ming took advantage of the situation and gave the man a kick.

At this time, more steel pipes and wooden sticks were hit at him.

Fan Ming was knocked to the ground by a stick like this last time. How could he suffer such a loss?

He punched a person in the chest and sent him flying a few meters away. He then moved his true energy to his back, and all the weapons from behind were bounced away.

Fan Ming thought to himself that the true energy of cultivators is really powerful.

He knocked down all the gangsters in front of him in three or two strokes, then turned around and beat the ones behind him.

In the end, only the golden retriever was left.

"Don't come over here! I have a knife!" The golden retriever was still pretending to be calm.

Fan Ming approached him step by step and said, "Aren't you going to beat me? Come on?"

A hand knife struck Jin Mao's shoulder, and then he hit him hard with his knee.

The golden retriever was also knocked to the ground.

Fan Ming withdrew his true energy and looked at the group of gangsters who all fell to the ground and howled.

Another person kicked them several times to relieve their anger.

Said: "Go back and tell your boss, don't mess with me! Also, I haven't settled the debt with him last time, so tell him to be careful!"

After cleaning up the gangsters, Fan Ming picked up the fallen books and continued on his way home.

Fan Ming was very proud. At least he could now beat ten people with sticks. The benefits of cultivating the truth are undeniable.

At the same time, Fan Ming also knew why he was beaten last time. The pretty boy Zhao Bin must have investigated it long ago and knew that Lin Yue lived in his house. He also said that there was no such person. He was so angry that he had to find someone to beat him. This was inevitable.

But Fan Ming was not the kind of person who just swallowed his losses. He thought that if Zhao Bin dared to mess with him in the future, he would also be beaten up.

...

When practicing at night.

Fan Ming quickly cultivated his spiritual power attribute to 200.

At this time, Fan Ming discovered that some of his attributes had changed...

Entered the bloodline strengthening space to check the specific data.

Fan Ming was so happy that his mental power actually increased by 20.

The strength attribute has not changed.

Spiritual consciousness is enhanced.

Fan Ming's spiritual consciousness invaded the body and examined his own cultivation level.

Now there are more than forty acupoints lit up in the body, which is a sign that the cultivation level has entered the second level of Qi training stage.

Now the maximum range of Fan Ming's consciousness has become 10 meters.

After trying out his current consciousness, Fan Ming easily put it downstairs.

There are two rooms on the second floor occupied by people.

Fan Ming's consciousness swept away, and the situation of the two rooms appeared in Fan Ming's mind.

Lan Xin was listening to music in the room, humming, and Fan Ming looked at her intoxicated look and felt like...

Turn your consciousness to the other side, which is Lin Yue's room.

But there was no one in the room.

10 meters of spiritual consciousness is not the maximum limit from the third floor to the second floor. Fan Ming continued to explore his spiritual consciousness downwards.

There was no one in the living room downstairs, and then everything in the kitchen was clear, followed by the toilet.

When Fan Ming's consciousness reached the toilet, Fan Ming was stunned.

The toilet was filled with mist.

The sound of water rushing.

"Lin Yue is taking a shower!" Fan Ming's nose twitched and he quickly reached out to touch it. Fortunately, there was no nosebleed.

"Don't look at anything inappropriate!" Fan Ming muttered, but his consciousness was not willing to move away at all.

Instead, all the scenes in the toilet were reflected in Fan Ming's mind.

Fan Ming felt hot all over his body.

That snow-white skin, slender thighs...

Fan Ming's consciousness scanned Lin Yue all over without realizing it.

Lin Yue, who was taking a shower, suddenly looked up at the toilet door.

Fan Mingxin said: "The vigilance is not bad, but I am using my spiritual consciousness to peek at you. How could you know?"

As he continued to peek, Fan Ming shouted that he couldn't stand it anymore.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard and his consciousness instantly retracted.

Fan Ming was in the same state as when he first entered the Qi training stage. He was sitting on the bed with a burnt black mark on his buttocks.

"What a cheat!" Originally, this situation had not occurred when the cultivation level reached the second level of Qi training. Who would have thought that after scanning the house with his spiritual consciousness, he was a little stimulated and a brand new bed sheet was scrapped.

Fan Ming still had some recollection of the scene just now, so he probed his consciousness into the toilet on the first floor.

Unfortunately, the restrooms were already empty at this time.

Raising his consciousness to the second floor, Lin Yue was already in the room.

She had just finished taking a shower and changed into a snow-white T-shirt, covering her chest with bulges. Fan Ming felt a sense of joy when he thought of having seen Lin Yue's whole body just now.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future!" Fan Ming laughed evilly.

...

Fan Ming beat up the gangsters, and they lay on the ground for dozens of minutes before dragging their scarred bodies into the van.

He was beaten so severely that he had to lie in bed for three days before he could barely get up and walk.

The golden retriever was only beaten a few times by Fan Ming, so he was fine the next day.

But when the golden retriever came to Zhao Bin, he was severely criticized.

"Boss, everything went wrong..."

"How did ** do it? Didn't he promise to maim people?"

"This... that kid seemed to have suddenly learned kung fu. It was okay even if the steel pipe hit him, and he beat all ten of us to the ground..."

"Do you know Kung Fu? Tai Quan Do or Fear Hand Do?"

"It's like hard qigong. His hands can break a wooden stick in half." Jin Mao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The boss didn't seem to blame him anymore.

Zhao Bin nodded and said: "You go down, I will figure out a solution myself."

...

Ten people can't beat one person? The gangsters under Golden Retriever are all famous for being brave and fierce, but they can't beat one person. Are they really that powerful?

Zhao Bin struggled for a long time, but he didn't want to let Fan Ming go just like that. Since he was a good fighter, he had many means, so he made a phone call...

"Hey, are you Zhang Song, the principal of B Township Middle School? I'm Zhao Bin, we met in the sauna room last time!"

...

"Hello, Boss Zhao, I didn't expect that you, a very busy man, would still remember me as a person." Zhang Song stretched out his hand to shake Zhao Bin's hand.

"Well, Principal Zhang, please!" Zhao Bin invited Zhang Song inside.

This is a restaurant opened by Zhao Bin.

"Oh! Boss Zhao, you are so polite!" Zhang Song's fat face was squeezed into a ball. For such a big boss to invite the principal of a rural middle school to dinner, he must have something to ask for. When he came, he kept asking.

Wondering what is going on.

"It doesn't matter. It's an honor for me that Principal Zhang can take time out of his busy schedule to come and have fun with me. Please sit down, please sit down!" Zhao Bin laughed along with him, saying to himself that you, the principal, are good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but I am

Even if the boss is trying to flatter you, he can't keep up with you.

"Come on, Boss Zhao, let me toast you!" Zhang Song said.

Zhao Bin had a drink with Zhang Song and went directly to the topic: "Principal Zhang, I heard that there is a teacher named Fan Ming in your school?"

Zhang Song said: "That's right."

Zhao Bin said: "I don't want to see this person still in your school in the future."

Zhang Song got it right. This is why Zhao Bin, a big shot, came to find him. He nodded quickly and said: "Boss Zhao, don't worry, I've long disliked that guy, so I'll look for an opportunity to get rid of him!"

"So I'll be waiting for the good news from Principal Zhang! Haha." Zhao Bin said happily.

After meal.

Zhao Bin took Zhang Song to the KTV upstairs again.

Zhao Bin said: "Principal Zhang, the sound insulation effect of the box here is very good. You can sing and do what you want to do in it. From now on, it will be free for you to sing here. Anyway, golden retrievers often watch performances here. Yes,

Golden retriever?”

"Yes, boss." Golden Retriever responded.

"Ah, how embarrassing is this?" Principal Zhang said.

Zhao Bin said: "Principal Zhang, as long as you handle the matter for me, there will be many benefits! Golden Retriever, how do you do things? Why don't you go find a girl for Principal Zhang!"

"I know, boss."

...

Inside the KTV private room.

"Boss Zhao!" A beautifully dressed woman came in.

"No. 5, this is Boss Zhang. Please entertain him tonight. Golden Retriever, come with me to go out to do some errands." Zhao Bin called Golden Retriever and left.

"Boss Zhao, what are you..." Principal Zhang pretended to be difficult.

"Principal Zhang, it's fun. If we have something to do, we'll leave first..." The door of the box was closed.

Zhang Song rubbed his hands excitedly and rushed towards Miss No. 5.

"Boss, are we paying for the 500 yuan Miss called this for that pervert principal?" Jin Mao asked unconvinced.

"Who said we were out? I'm singing for free, not calling a lady for free. You secretly called No. 5 and told her to finish, and then asked the old man for money. Just tell him the rules here. Who did this?

The money must be settled on the spot and is not within the ktv settlement range." Zhao Bin smiled conspiratorially, "I, Zhao Bin, will not let others eat and drink for free and then prostitute for free!"

"Aren't you afraid that he won't help us deal with that poor teacher in the future?" Jin Mao asked worriedly.

Zhao Bin said: "Isn't there a camera in the private room? If he refuses, the video will be sent to the Education Bureau."

In a private room.

Two minutes later.

No. 5 gasped and said: "Boss, you are so awesome."

Zhang Song lay on No. 5 very contentedly.

"Boss, thank you for your patronage, 500 yuan!" After both of them had put on their clothes, No. 5 stretched out his hand and said.

Zhang Song was stunned: "What?"

"Hmph! Don't you want to pay the bill?" No. 5 said angrily.

"Haha, no, no." Zhang Song dug into his pocket very depressedly.

No. 5 took the money and walked out of the private room step by step, thinking that he could earn 500 yuan in 2 minutes. If all of these customers were like this, they would earn over 100,000 yuan just by working a few hours a day...

Principal Zhang still stared at No. 5’s buttocks rather reluctantly as he watched her leave.

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