Chapter 23 Little fat neighbor

The two talked in the private room for a long time, and Han Fei learned a lot about the clan and martial arts hall from Han Bixuan.

After the end, Han Fei took the lead in paying the bill. The macho thoughts of his previous life were engraved in his soul. He really couldn't do such a thing as asking women to pay for food. But he didn't expect that he was told that he didn't need to pay the bill at all, and the money was deducted directly from Han Bixuan's mentor's salary.

After sending Han Bixuan back to her residence, Han Fei returned to his dormitory alone. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard a "creak" sound, and the door of the dormitory opposite was pushed open.

Han Fei looked back and saw three people walking out of his door. The two walking in front were hugging each other. It was a fat little fat man holding a charming woman. Both of them were not dressed. One of the fat man's fat hand was still on the woman's breasts and touched her. The obscene smile on his face made people want to kick him directly.

The one who followed behind was also a beautiful woman. The three of them didn't expect Han Fei to stand at the door and were still flirting when they came out.

As soon as he saw Han Fei, the woman in the little fat man's arms exclaimed and quickly broke free from his arms.

The little fat man was stunned at first, but immediately greeted enthusiastically: "Is this big brother new here? Living here? It's great, we are neighbors!"

Han Fei smiled slightly and said, "Hello!"

The fat man looked like an aristocratic outfit, and his height was not as high as the woman next to him. His short black and brown hair was covered with shiny hair wax, his head was big and round, and his small eyes were very energetic.

The two women were wearing maids' blouses and skirts, with a slim body and a springy look. Needless to say, they were definitely the close-fitting maids in the master's room who warmed the bed.

After completing the coming-of-age ceremony, if Han Fei was still in Xishui City, according to the traditional customs of the nobles, Han Mutian would also find one or two similar maids to accompany him, so that he could enjoy the degenerate life of the nobles.

But what made Han Fei a little puzzled was that can this personal maid be brought to the martial arts hall? This little fat man looked very young last year, but he actually started playing Shuangfei, so he was not afraid of being squeezed into a person?

The little fat man smiled lewdly and patted the maid next to him on the butt and said, "You guys go back first, come tomorrow, I'll talk to this big brother first."

The two maids left in a hurry with a blushing face, and the fat man said to Han Fei: "What do you call me brother? My name is Han Tianqing. Since we are neighbors and brothers of the same clan, how about we chat together? We were so bored at night!"

Although this fat man is not good-looking and quite vulgar, he is also a familiar personality. He smiles and looks like a store owner who makes money. It is easy for people to ignore his slightly immature appearance. He is really not worthy of his expensive aristocratic dress.

Han Tianqing? When Han Fei heard this name, he moved his heart and nodded, "My name is Han Fei. I just entered the martial arts hall today. Come in and sit down."

Seeing Han Fei nodding in agreement, Han Tianqing followed him into the room happily, and sat on the sofa in the living room without any hesitation. His heavy body pressed against the sofa and moaned in pain.

Han Fei took out a bottle of fruit wine from the small wine cabinet next to him, poured it on two glasses, handed it to Han Tianqing, and sat down on the sofa opposite him: "Why are you bored? Isn't it enough to leave the two maids?"

It is not a secret that this little fat man is a little old but romantic person: "No, I can't stand it if I really leave them behind. Besides, if I am caught by the patrol warrior, I have to sweep the land for a week in the martial arts field, so much...

He opened his arms and made a hug gesture, but his arms were too short and could not express the size of the ground. His face looked completely frightened. He probably had suffered a lot.

"Unless you can advance to the fourth level, those patrol warriors will ignore it. Unfortunately, I am only at the first level now, so I am afraid I will never want to advance to the fourth level in my life."

Although that's the case, Han Tianqing's face was filled with no regret or shame: "I won't talk about this anymore, by the way, Brother Han Fei, where did you come from?"

"Xi Shui City, Southwest County..." Han Fei said: "Your name is Tianqing, you are a direct child of the family, right?"

Among the Han clan, the identity of the word "tian" in the name must be different. Of course, this "tian" should be behind the surname, and people like Han Mutian do not count.

"Yes, I am the main direct line of the Han family in the Wangdu capital, but my family is only ranked seventh. I am not the eldest son. The direct line only sounds nice." Han Tianqing shook his head and said, "At most, I can only get a lord's title. The money I get in a year is not enough to eat."

"Brother, you are from the Han family in Xishui. I know that at the eastern end of the Howling Forest, the redwood produced there is very good, and the fur of the spirit beast is also popular in Sain."

Seeing this little fat man shaking his head, Han Fei suddenly felt a little friendly. It seemed that Han Tianqing was very similar to his younger brother Han Li, and had no interest in martial arts and was full of business practices. Could it be that the fat man was born with the talent of a businessman?

"You are very familiar with Xishui. Are you helping with the family business?" Han Fei asked tentatively.

Han Tianqing sighed heavily with helpless look on his face: "It's not the old man of my family. I was doing a good job in managing a shop by myself, but he insisted that I go to Douqi Chongmai, but I was sent here. It's been more than a year."

"But I have no interest in fighting and killing at all, and I have not practiced fighting skills yet. The old man at home said that if I can't advance to level 3, I will stay here for the rest of my life!"

The Dou Qi Chong Mai has not learned fighting skills for more than a year. This little fat man is really an interesting person. According to him, although he is of the lowest level in the martial arts hall, he has a wide range of people and many friends. He often does some reselling business among his apprentices, and he is happy to be able to do some reselling business among his apprentices.

"Brother Han Fei, if you want to buy something special in the future, such as spiritual weapons, as long as you can buy it with money, I will definitely help you get it. Even a female slave from the barbarian race will be fine!" The fat man patted his chest and boasted.

"I'm not interested in the female slave of the barbarian race!" Han Fei smiled and said, "But I really need to buy some special things. I'll draw up a list in two days and see if I can get it for me."

"There is absolutely no problem. My name is Han Tianqing, the honest and reliable little businessman, is not something that can be blown out!" The fat man said with a smile.

After a few words, Han Fei, who had just arrived at Wang Du Sain, entered the family martial arts hall, met a new friend. Han Fei found out a lot of things in the martial arts hall from him, and did not send him away until it was too late.

When Han Tianqing was about to ask again: "Brother Han Fei, the barbarian female slave is really good. Why don't I lend you one and try it out first? No money is required!"

This guy! Han Fei resisted the desire to kick him on his fat ass and immediately swept him out.

After running around this day, he was a little tired and soon lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

He woke up naturally when he was asleep. The next morning, Han Fei got up to wash and changed into the warrior uniform he had just received yesterday. He left the dormitory and followed the other apprentices to the restaurant first. After breakfast, he came to the martial arts training ground in the martial arts hall.

There are as many as four martial arts practice grounds in the Han martial arts hall. According to the apprentice's martial arts rank, they are divided into four characters: heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang. Each one is enough to accommodate hundreds of people. The largest open-air martial arts practice grounds even reach the level of thousands.

The layout of the martial arts field is very similar to the gymnasium in Han Fei's previous life. There is a wide practice field in the middle, surrounded by three rows of trapezoids, which can be sat on people. In the middle of the martial arts field, there is a martial arts limited array for confrontation skills.

Since Han Fei had the martial arts level of a third-level martial arts master, he entered the Dizi martial arts field and met the mentor of a third-level warrior apprentice.

There are seven warrior mentors in the Dizi martial arts field, all of which are holy-level warriors. Han Fei saw Han Bixuan among the mentors.

The instructor who is in charge of the martial arts practice field on the ground and all more than 200 third-level samurai apprentices is named Han Tianli. He is a very strict middle-aged man with the strength of a fifth-level marine warrior.

After reading Han Fei's identity certificate and reporting information, Han Tianli said with satisfaction: "You are promoted to the third-level martial arts master at the age of sixteen. Han Fei, you are very good. Remember to strictly abide by the rules of the martial arts hall in the future. It is best to come here to communicate with the mentor every day. This will be very helpful for your growth. If you don't understand anything in fighting skills, you can come and ask me."

"By the way, what kind of fighting spirit are you practicing? What weapon are you using?"

Han Fei replied: "I majored in the gold-type Dou Qi, and I minored in the fire-type and earth-type Dou Qi, and used heavy swords as weapons!"

"Three-type Dou Qi?" Han Tianli frowned: "The cultivation of multiple-type Dou Qi has made much slower progress than that of dual-type Dou Qi, which will affect you to break through the fourth level. I suggest you better give up on the fire system. The main-level gold-type Dou Qi attack power is already very powerful."

Of course, Han Fei could not contradict this high-level mentor, and bent down slightly and saluted: "Thank you for your guidance by the mentor."

Han Tianli nodded: "If you practice fighting skills in the future, you can ask the two mentors Han Chongshan and Han Tiexin, and find mentors Han Bixuan in terms of sword skills."

He introduced three mentors to Han Fei one by one. When it was finally time for Han Bixuan, the other party blinked at him, and Han Fei gave his disciples' salutes without looking sideways.

At this time, hundreds of third-level apprentices entered the martial arts field in an orderly manner, and everyone sat on the surrounding wooden platform.
Chapter completed!