Chapter 392 (1/2)

It's not good to be too smart.

Fang Yan is good at forcing Mr. Gong with his friends. It's a big mistake for yanziwu and Mr. Gong.

Originally want to carry a few branches over, the ancients did not play the trick of pleading guilty?

But can the men from yanziwu do such things? Don't you insult your husband and yourself by carrying a few thorns? Mr. a can't do anything to you even if he takes out those thorns, but he wastes his old strength. If you do such a thing, you can make your husband angry.

Fang Yan hesitated again and again, and Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan, the two military strategists, came to the side to make suggestions, and finally decided to apologize with their swords on their backs.

First of all, the sword carries air and looks murderous. It's like the iron men of yanziwu. As soon as Mr. a sees the heart is happy, walking on the road is also easy to be watched by those little girls' pretty wives, who can add points to the appearance.

Second, the weight of sword is heavier than that of Jingtiao, indicating Fang Yan's determination to admit his mistake sincerely. He does not escape, does not fear timidity, did wrong thing to face bravely. If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want. Grandpa goes on - no, no, no, grandson goes on.

Fang Yan has already carried his sword. At the critical moment, Fang Yingxiong asked a question: what if Mr. Fang killed you in a rage?

The third martial nephew of Fang's family was at a loss.

Yes, Mr. Fang Yan has suffered such a heavy loss. What's more, what he did is obviously different from what he always advocated. In a rage, Mr. Fang Yan draws his sword and kills or cuts Fang Yan. What can I do?

This problem has to be considered carefully.

Finally, under the ”initiative” proposal of Fang Yingxiong and the ”strong” demand of Fang Haohan, Fang Yancai had to reluctantly accept the dishonorable decision and use the props and swords they usually use in games.

There is a mechanism in that sword. If you use it a little, it will break into two parts. In order to express their strong Kung Fu and deep internal strength, they used this kind of props and swords to attack each other. When the two sides were fighting for internal power, the sword in the hands of the little friend suddenly broke into two parts, one part fell to the ground, the other part stabbed the opponent's abdomen. The dead man said in horror before he died: have you learned the skill of breaking the sword?

Fang Yan's face is hot, as if he had been slapped several dozen times in a row.

Now the scene is really not very good-looking.

Fang Yan quickly got up from the ground and explained, ”don't be angry, sir. I'm just joking with you. You must be bored and lonely when you live in this deserted village house for a long time. I'm just trying to help you. Please make me smile. ”

The old skin on Mr. Fang's face drew. His eyes were gray and staring at Fang Yan. Did you see my smile.

Fang Yan's eyes looked around the room, pulled out a gray iron sword from the corner of the wall, and said: ”come on, I'll find a new sword, sir, if you want to kill or cut it, you can do it. Mr. a day is my Mr. a lifetime is my Mr. To die under the sword of my husband, I will die without shaking. ”

”That's all.” Mr. Fang waved his hand, looked at Fang Yan carefully, and said, ”Fang Yan, I understand your mind. I have my thoughts, but you have finally chosen your own way - as I said just now, there is no right or wrong, only fit or not. ”

”Whether it is suitable or not can only be known by going on. You have taken our yanziwu forward for a step, then yanziwu can't go back any more, and other people won't allow us to go back. You can only go forward with one strength. Since you take yanziwu out of the first step, then take yanziwu and go on. It's your duty. ”

”Sir, am I not suitable? I think I'm too rough in my work, and I don't have a straight face. I can't bear too much pressure. When I'm in danger, I want to turn around and run away - or do you want to change another candidate? I think Bai Xiu is good, mature and steady, broad-minded and outstanding. What's more, all the men and women in yanziwu are obedient to him. If you mention him, you will thumbs up - Bai Xiu is more suitable than me. ”

Mr. Fang Yan stares at Fang Yan with sharp eyes and says, ”Fang Yan, put away your flowery intestines. Do you think it's useless to use a broken sword to make me angry? You are as like as two peas. Have a temper, have no courage. Ability, less responsibility. Your grandfather has been aggrieved for a lifetime, and the latter half of his life is just suffocating. You, as a grandson, can't argue for him? ”

Fang Yan, holding the dusty iron sword in his hand, sighed softly and said, ”Sir, I'm afraid I can't bear the heavy responsibility.”

”As long as you do your best, who will blame you then?” Mr. a said boldly and domineering. ”If you are not satisfied, let him talk to me. See, I don't have to break his head with an iron sword. ”

”See, I don't need to break his head with an iron sword.” this sentence can only be said by a gentleman. No one else dares to say it, nor is it qualified to say it.

Sir is Sir, Sir of yanziwu.

Mr. Fang clapped Fang Yan on the shoulder and said, ”go ahead. You are not alone. Yanziwu will always be your strong backing. As long as I'm alive, I'll support you. ”Fang Yan is silent and bows to his husband.

He turned away, generous and tragic.

From today on, from this moment on, he will shoulder another responsibility.

It's a responsibility that can't be seen or touched, but it's so heavy that others can't breathe.

”This boy --” Mr. smiled and shook his head.