1035 Shangfang Sword
1035 Shangfang Sword
Early in the morning of the third day, before Li Fan went downstairs, he heard Zhao Yingjun yelling.
"Fuck, there's a Bentley downstairs, whose is it?"
Wang Yang and Fang Xiang also glanced downstairs, and Wang Yang followed with emotion.
"A black Bentley, it's so luxurious! When I become famous as a fortune teller, I want to buy a car like this!"
"Brother, stop making trouble!"
Zhao Yingjun broke into a cold sweat, "Can fortune-telling afford to drive a Bentley?"
"You underestimate our physicist, don't you?"
Wang Yang immediately emphasized, "My uncle now drives a Bentley! He goes to high-end places every day, tells fortunes and feng shui to various famous families, and lives so carefree! If you want to ask him for a fortune-telling, the reservation fee alone is 500,000 yuan. !"
"Why, your uncle has a golden mouth?"
Zhao Yingjun didn't understand very much, "Can fortune-telling make so much money?"
"What do you think?"
Wang Yang said solemnly, "Photographers make money by divulging secrets. Small secrets and small money, big secrets and big money! You are like me, I only look at some small secrets. But my uncle, he only sees big secrets !"
"What a mess!"
Zhao Yingjun waved his hand, "You read too many online novels!"
"If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't. If you don't believe it, I won't force you."
"This day... I'm just nagging... Ah, second brother, where are you going? Are you going out? Bring me some breakfast?"
Seeing that Li Fan had put on his sportswear and was about to go out, Zhao Yingjun hurriedly asked.
"You have to buy breakfast yourself."
Li Fan smiled, "I asked the school for leave, and I have to go out for a few days."
"Ah? Can the school approve it?"
G University's school rules have always been strict, especially for freshmen.
"Well, no problem."
The Great Dean is a fan of Shen Chen, I have to say, this trick is very effective...
"See you in a few days, brothers."
Li Fan was about to open the door and go downstairs when Wang Yang suddenly called to stop Li Fan.
"Li Fan, wait a moment..."
"Um?"
Li Fan turned his head, not knowing what happened to Wang Yang.
"Li Fan...your Yintang has turned black these two days, you have to pay attention..."
Wang Yang's words made Li Fan's body tremble slightly.
"It's coming again, this magic stick!"
Zhao Yingjun made fun of it, but Li Fan's thoughts instantly returned to the night before yesterday at eight o'clock.
At that time, he returned to the empty classroom and met Wang Luo again.
"It would be better if you brought a little girl."
Wang Luo was sitting cross-legged on the podium, looking at Li Fan, "There's no need to drive away M.R Yang this time...Anyway, with him here, you can still save your life."
"Speak clearly."
Li Fan looked at the mysterious Wang Luo in front of him, "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm here to save you, Li Fan."
Wang Luo took out a simple and simple sword, and looked at Li Fan with a smile, "I belong to the highest intelligence organization in the country, and this organization has always had only one person. I only need to be responsible to the top leader. This is my responsibility." My privilege is also my responsibility."
"The highest intelligence organization?"
"Yes, the name of this organization is 'Shangfang Sword'!"
Wang Luo raised the sword in his hand, "This sword has been in existence since the Han Dynasty. It is called Shangfang Zhanmajian! This Shangfang Zhanmajian is dedicated to fighting for imperial power. I, Wang Luo, are the 'Shangfang' of this generation." Sword'! And you, Li Fan, are the next generation."
"What are you talking about?"
Li Fan frowned, "When will I inherit Lao Shizi Shangfang's sword? I, Li Fan, only fight for myself, not for imperial power! I came to see you only to inquire about the so-called 'jihad plan', and It's not for you to take over!"
"This position is very good. Many things are very convenient. Do you think I want to hand it over to you?"
When Wang Luo spoke, a trace of blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"It's just because I don't have much time left."
"You have an incurable disease?"
"That's not true, it's mainly because my body has been corrupted."
Wang Luo said, "Looking at the appearance, you may not believe it, but I am already one hundred and ten years old. However, I will always have this face, and I will never grow old."
"What the hell?"
Li Fan was taken aback when he heard this. Is this person a hundred and ten years old? So awesome?
"Are you sure, these injuries were not caused by me?"
"of course not."
Wang Luo spat, "What are you thinking, young man? Just because you want to hurt me? That's impossible! I am Huaxia's 'Shangfang Sword'! Slay the gods from the top, and the evil ghosts from the bottom!"
As Wang Luo said, he stood up, his body suddenly swelled, becoming more than two meters tall, looking straight at Li Fan like a god!
"Alien bone change?"
"No, I don't know anything about martial arts."
Wang Luo said, "All of this is an experiment!"
"Experiment, what experiment?"
"An experiment in dealing with the devil."
Wang Luo didn't fully explain, "I have strengthened my physical ability and powerful spiritual power. My existence is only for one thing, which is to become the 'Shangfang Sword'!"
"That's your choice, too."
Li Fan reminded him, "You can't force me to make the same choice as you."
"You still don't understand, do you think I'm willing to waste time on a man. Only pretty girls are my true love!"
Wang Luo coughed up blood again, "I've said it before, this is the only way to save you. Become the 'Shang Fang Sword' and free yourself from all the rules!"
"Isn't the so-called 'Shangfang Sword' still a weapon of those in power? I don't want to be a murder weapon of those in power!"
"It's a contract and it's a deal."
Wang Luo immediately said, "Even the highest authority cannot use the 'Shangfang Sword' casually. The Shangfang sword is the ultimate weapon, and it can only be used ten times during the reign of the person in power. But apart from this, the Shangfang sword must also be protected. China's safety, this is the main purpose."
"Not interested in."
Li Fan still refused, "I don't like taking this kind of responsibility."
"Have you forgotten, I am saving you."
Wang Luo calmly continued, "The jihad is about to begin, and the rivers and lakes will no longer exist. At that time, where will you, Li Fan, live?"
"The rivers and lakes no longer exist? What do you mean?"
Li Fan felt that this Wang Luo seemed to know many secrets.
"What do you think the jihad plan is? It is to destroy the entire Jianghu of China!"
"The rivers and lakes are so big, do you mean to destroy them?"
"Now China is divided into the dove faction and the hawk faction. It has been peaceful for too long, and the power of the dove faction has occupied the mainstream."
There seemed to be some disdain in Wang Luo's eyes, "In peaceful times, fighters are the biggest threat to the country. Moreover, fighters are also thorns in the eyes of foreign high-level powers, so..."