Gao Wu: Invincibility begins with basic archery

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

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

The last time he spent less than a thousand, the clerk treated him respectfully, but he couldn't even see the manager.

This time, it cost four to five thousand, and even the manager came. He was so friendly that he had nothing to say, and he tried to win over him in various ways.

If it's tens of thousands, the boss behind it can probably see it.

"However, the weapons shop in Songjiabao doesn't seem to be of much value."

he murmured.

A bow with a draw weight of 500 kilograms upward, no,

Advanced armor-piercing arrows, no,

There are probably no weapons made of second-order 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. They were more expensive, but it was really inconvenient not to have them.

Grain store.

Just like the last time I came here, there were several big men with guns and ammunition standing at the door, all of them holding their heads high and looking arrogant.

When they saw Chen Fan arriving, they were stunned for a moment, then their eyes showed respect, and they all took the initiative to nod and smile at Chen Fan.

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

"What do guests want? Grain, salt, even MSG and soy sauce, we have them all here."

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

If you read it correctly, this is a strong bow with a draw weight of 500 kilograms, right?

This guy is a ruthless person!

Chen Fan said in a deep voice: "Ten yuan a catty of blood rice, a hundred catties, three yuan a catty of blood rice, fifty catties, some salt, MSG and so on."

It's not that he doesn't want to buy more, but he's worried that he won't be able to take them back.

He can carry a load of about two to three hundred kilograms on his shoulders and walk as fast as flying. If it weighs four to five hundred kilograms, he can't hold the weapon.

In the distance outside the city, there were many people watching eagerly.

The boss's eyes suddenly lit up.

He is indeed a master who is not short of money.

"Did the guest come empty-handed?" He said with a smile: "It's hard to get so many things. Wherever you live, I'll have someone drive to deliver them to you."

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

"Not from Songjiapu."

The boss was shocked. Several people outside looked at Chen Fan with strange expressions in their eyes.

Could it be people from those small villages outside?

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said:

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

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

"Haha, that's what the customer said," the boss said with a smile, "it only costs some gas to go back and forth, so what does it count?"

One hundred pounds of blood rice worth ten yuan is equivalent to one thousand yuan.

If you include salt and the like, it's almost 2,000 yuan.

In comparison, 1 liter of gasoline only costs 20 to 30 yuan, and can run more than ten kilometers!

Chen Fan really didn't expect it.

Sure enough, money can make all the difference?

"Ahem,"

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

"so."

Chen Fan thought about it and understood.

After all, it was safe inside the Song Family Fort, but not necessarily outside.

"Maybe next time."

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

"good."

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, into a sturdy bag.

"Guests come often."

The boss watched Chen Fan leave with a smile.

"What a fierce man."

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

"Yes, with the strength to lift three hundred kilograms with one hand, I'm afraid he is at the third level of body tempering, right?"

"Perhaps he is a warrior in the meat refining realm, otherwise he would dare to come here alone?"

"That's right. He has made it clear that he is not afraid of other people's ideas. He is very bold."

Chen Fan always paid attention to the movements behind him, for fear of being shot in the face. Although this possibility was unlikely, it was just in case.

As he walked on the street, he immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

There was shock, envy, jealousy, and eyes darting around, wondering what they were thinking.

As Chen Fan glanced over, they all lowered their heads.

Along the way, every chord in Chen Fan's mind was taut, his eyes were watching six directions, his ears were listening in all directions, and he did not let go of the disturbances around him.

It wasn't until he walked a kilometer or two and left the Song Family Fort far behind that Chen Fan felt relieved, put down the goods he was carrying, and turned around.

Several sneaky figures were hanging far behind, looking towards here.

Suddenly seeing Chen Fan looking over, several people were startled. After whispering, they turned around and ran away.

Chen Fan snorted coldly. This group of people didn't dare to take action after following him for so long. They were obviously not brave people.

Forget it this time. If you follow me next time, don't even think about leaving.

After taking a short rest, he continued to carry the goods and headed on his way.

Stop occasionally along the way to check your surroundings.

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

He took a deep breath and walked forward faster.

When he arrived, he found that many people were already 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."

"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 the Song Family Fort?"

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 then he could 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 startled, with a look 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 to eat, 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 have 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 did not deliberately lie to deceive the other party. If he told the truth, the other party would be worried if he could not 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's reaction was not small. He had obviously heard about it, so he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Chen Fan, you have been very kind to me. I can't accept these bloody rice. I can't accept anything."

Chen Fan was speechless, thought for a while, and said: "Miss Meng Yu, actually I am doing this not only for you, but also for the people of the village. Think about it, if you become stronger and can freely control your abilities, even if you encounter difficulties in the future, When danger comes, can everyone use your ability to save the day?"

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, it seemed that this was true.

But she immediately thought of something, and said with a sad face: "Chen Fan, I also want to use my abilities as I want, but my mental power is too weak. The method my sister gave me to train my mental power has failed even after I tried many times. Very good."

"What?"

Chen Fan almost stood up from the stool, "Do you have a way to exercise your mental strength?"