Luo Zifan, who had been sitting in the car and secretly observing one meter of sunlight, was startled by the sudden loud noise. [】

As she was gaze, the two figures broke open the door of a meter of sunshine, and then flew backwards in a very embarrassed manner.

Luo Zifan recognized the two figures that flew out one meter of sunshine at a glance, which were his father and mother.

Suddenly, Luo Zifan got out of the car with a terror, then rushed across the road quickly, and stood in front of Pitt and Juliet.

"Are you okay?" Luo Zifan looked at Juliet and Pete, and the concern in his eyes was obvious.

"No... Of course we're fine..."

As soon as Juliet saw Luo Zifan, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but she was still playing her role.

Pete sat on the ground, rubbed his chest, and after a while he got through it.

"If it weren't for the internal strength to protect the body, this punch just now would probably have killed me!"

Pete stood up with lingering fear, looked at his daughter, then scratched his head, and said with a smile: "How did you find us?"

As Pete said, he took off his wig, untied the hole in his collar, and took off an extremely exquisitely crafted, high-end human skin mask from his neck.

Pitt under the human skin mask is completely Chinese.

Short dark hair, tough facial features, neatly trimmed beard, sword-browed eyebrows and tiger-eyed eyes, an absolute handsome guy.

On the other hand, Juliet also took off her mask and revealed a face that was almost the same as Luo Zifan.

But she looks a little older than Luo Zifan. However, if she is not familiar with the two, she will never think that they are a mother and daughter, but think that they are a pair of sisters.

The moment Pete and Juliet showed their true faces, the door of a meter of sunshine also opened.

Jiang Fan's figure still had a dull smile and walked out of it.

"It's indeed a pair of fake foreigners." Jiang Fan looked at Pete and Juliet, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Fan is really too involved in this drama.

"Jiang Fan, come here."

Luo Zifan glared at Jiang Fan and ordered directly.

When Jiang Fan heard this, he immediately came to Luo Zifan's approach, and his eyes fell on Pitt and Juliet who had recovered their true face. In his eyes, the wonderfulness of the change in his eyes was amazing.

Especially when Jiang Fan saw Luo Zifan's mother, the sneer in his eyes froze at first, then he compared her appearance with Luo Zifan in horror, then he was full of regret, and finally asked carefully: "Zifan, you and Juliet... can't be..."

"Jiang Fan, I will officially introduce you to you now. This person, Luo Qingsong, is my father, this person, Shui Qingwan, my mother!"

After Luo Zifan's introduction, Jiang Fan's face was so embarrassing.

Whether it is true or false, just now, he punched both of them and made a meter of sunshine. This is a fact.

So Jiang Fan apologized immediately.

"I'm sorry, uncle and aunt, I was offended just now, please forgive me!"

"Jiang Fan, you don't need to apologize. We should apologize."

A trace of praise flashed in Luo Qingsong's eyes, and then continued: "We have only one daughter. We must confirm whether you have the ability to protect her. Now, we know the answer."

"Jiang Fan, although you have passed the preliminary test of the two of us, we will not interfere in the next thing, and you have to do it yourself."

Shui Qingwan took over the conversation and said with a smile.

Jiang Fan nodded and said calmly: "I dare not bother you, Jiang Fan can handle it."

"Okay, then I'll wait and see!"

Shui Qingwan nodded, then pulled Luo Zifan and walked back into the sunshine to chat.

Luo Qingsong was standing outside the door of one meter of sunshine. On the opposite side, Jiang Fan looked at each other calmly and smiled at him.

"I heard that the Luoyan Fist is extremely powerful for a long time. I didn't expect that Jiang Fan would have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes." Jiang Fan took the lead in breaking the silence.

The conversation between men has always been straightforward and asked for joy.

Luo Qingsong also smiled and nodded, took over Jiang Fan's words, and said lightly: "Jiang Fan, you are very special."

Luo Qingsong used the word "special" to describe Jiang Fan.

Because when he punched Jiang Fan, he did not feel any trace of energy on Jiang Fan.

However, the punch Jiang Fan knocked him away was definitely not something that simple force could do.

If a person's power is so powerful, then he should have cultivated internal strength long ago.

But Jiang Fan didn't.

What Jiang Fan has is only pure physical strength.

However, even so, the power that burst out is much higher than that of him who has internal strength.

Especially, these two words are not appropriate to describe Jiang Fan.

A demon, maybe it's more suitable!

"The fist of the fallen geese is focused on the fist coming out and falling from the swallow. Unfortunately, you are not a swallow." Luo Qingsong seemed to be feeling a little.

After all, his punch with seven points of internal strength was actually head-on, and he was not injured at all. This was a big blow to the ninth generation successor of Luoyan Fist.

"Uncle, the hard skills I have practiced are a bit special."

Jiang Fan smiled, and then added: "My kung fu is strong when I encounter strength. As long as I don't exceed my defense limit, I will not have any problems. You don't have to underestimate yourself."

"When you meet strong, you will be strong?"

When Luo Qingsong heard Jiang Fan's words, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Jiang Fan, do you know that I only used seven points of force in that punch just now?"

Luo Qingsong is a master of Luoyanquan, and his dignity is equally crucial to him.

When Jiang Fan heard Luo Qingsong's words, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his tone was still calm.

"There is no difference between seven points and twelve points. If you don't believe it, you can try again."

Jiang Fan said, his mind immersed himself in the virtual space in his mind again.

The giant gene vine of the soldier ant has turned into a dark green color, and there are many more branches.

These are the results of the attacks between Shui Qingwan and Luo Qingsong just now.

Especially Luo Qingsong's punch, all the internal energy that penetrated into his body was transformed into genetic energy by Amu, causing the gene vines to grow one branch after another and dense vine leaves.

Facing such an excellent score-making target, how could Jiang Fan let go?

In a few simple words, Luo Qingsong was once again introduced to the game by Jiang Fan, preparing to make greater contributions to Jiang Fan's genetic energy.

"Jiang Fan, I admire you very much."

Luo Qingsong changed his mind and continued, "But you shouldn't despise the dignity of the Luoyan Fist. The dignity of the Luoyan Fist cannot be bullied."

"I'm just telling a fact that uncle doesn't need to be angry."

Jiang Fan shook his head and said with a faint smile.

Luo Qingsong's little affection for Jiang Fan disappeared without a trace after Jiang Fan's words were expressed.

"Jiang Fan, your arrogance will make you in a desperate situation."

There was no longer any emotional fluctuation in Luo Qingsong's eyes, but the energy around him began to surge quickly.

Jiang Fan has completely touched the pride and rebellious scales in his heart, so he must make Jiang Fan understand that Luo Yan Fist should not be despised or bullied!

"If you can take over my life and death fist, the Luoyan Fist will never appear in front of you from now on!" Luo Qingsong's face was very serious. His words directly gambled on the dignity of the Luoyan Fist.

Jiang Fan was a little surprised. He originally wanted Luo Qingsong to punch him a few more times.

Unexpectedly, things have developed to this point now.

For a moment, Jiang Fan smiled bitterly.

This is the rhythm of playing with fire.

But now that things have come to this point, Jiang Fan has no good idea, so he can only take one step and see one step.

"Uncle, you lost to me before. Is that bet still valid?" Jiang Fan asked.

"It works. I, Luo Qingsong, always said that I am the only one who speaks." Luo Qingsong nodded and said in a deep voice.

"That's OK."

Jiang Fan nodded, then smiled and said, "Then I will take this punch, but I have a request."

"You said." Luo Qingsong nodded and said.

"If I can take this life and death punch, then uncle must teach me, what?"

As soon as Jiang Fan said something, a surprise flashed in Luo Qingsong's eyes.

He didn't expect Jiang Fan to make such a request.

"Do you want to learn the fallen goose fist?" Luo Qingsong asked in surprise.

"Is there any problem if you don't have any skills?"
To be continued...