Urban Banished Immortal Chapter 153: There are ghosts ah!

　　 bald head shouted loudly, how to treat this little girl’s brother and sister, it seems to threaten her, she was actually scared, whispered: "No, you don’t bully them, they are too young. I... ...I..., as long as you don't move them, I...I will not resist." She said the last sentence, and her tears had shed.

　　 with a bald smile, he was about to pounce on the girl, and the other four turned around into the two bedrooms.

When 　　 flicked his head, he suddenly found that his body was stopped in the air. He felt that his claim was being lifted from behind.

　　 "Who doesn't have a brain, what joke with your elder brother?" The bald head turned his head strangely and immediately opened his eyes because there was no one behind him.

　　His body stopped in the air in a strange posture, like a puppet controlled by a person, he couldn't use his strength at all.

　　Fan Chen reached out his right hand and grabbed the back collar of the bald head. When the bald head turned back, his left hand had slapped on his fat face, making half of his face red and swollen.

　　 The bald head was even more panicked and shouted.

　　 The girl had already closed her eyes with tears. She knew that her resistance was futile. This group of people coveted her for a long time. Before she could not protect herself, it seemed that she had been ruined by the tragedy. Doomed.

　　 Just when she was distraught, the movement of her bald head suddenly stopped, and she said something inexplicable, then there was a "pop" loud noise, like a slap in the face, and then the hair uttered a panic. Yell.

　　 The girl opened her eyes curiously, and after seeing a yell from her light hair, she suddenly stood up straight, and then heard the sound of "baby babble", she saw the muscles on her bald face. Trembling, as if being beaten.

　　 The girl saw such a scene and couldn’t help but applaud, but her bald head was frightened and frightened. Like a lost soul, any “beep” sound rang on his face, and then blood began to flow from his mouth.

　　Four guys who had just walked into the other two rooms heard the sound of light hair and began to secretly happily, but the more they listened, the more wrong they were. The four people opened the door and came out.

　　 Seeing his bald head hitting the ground as if he was being beaten, and then there was really a "slap" sound of being beaten, there was blood flowing down the corner of the mouth, and four other people also exclaimed.

　　 "What's the matter with the elder brother? Why is he like to be evil?" one whispered.

　　 "Isn't it like? Is it the ghost that Xiao Nizi made?"

One of 　　 fought a cold war and suddenly said, "I can't see it, it should be a ghost ah!"

　　When he shouted this sentence, there was no movement over his bald head, but he fell straight on the ground and was scared and fainted.

　　 The man who said there was a ghost, just shouted a word, and was hit with a big mouth on his face, and blood bleed from the corner of his mouth.

　　 Then, his face was beaten into a pig's head by Fan Chen, but he couldn't avoid it. He rolled his eyes and was stunned.

　　Fan Chen prepared as usual, and frightened the other three guys even with tapes.

　　 Then, Fan Chen gradually appeared.

　　 The girl looked at Fan Chen, his face hesitant, and whispered: "Really you? Where are you from? Ghost!"

　　Fan Chen laughed and said, "Little girl, how do you know that I am a ghost? Have you ever seen a ghost fail?"

　　 The girl blinked slyly and said, "Of course I have seen ghosts, isn't it you?"

　　 "Since I am a ghost, then I will eat you now." Fan Chen made a grimace and shouted at the little girl.

　　 The little girl was not afraid, and said aloud: "I am not even afraid of real ghosts, let alone your fake ghost."

　　 "Where is the ghost divided between true and false? How do you know that I am not a ghost." Fan Chen was curious.

　　"Ghosts come out at night and have blue-faced fangs. Although you also came out at night, although they are also ugly, they are far less terrible than ghosts, or a little cute than ghosts. Horrible, how can it be scary? So you are not a ghost at all. You should be pretending to be a ghost now?" The little girl tilted her head and thought, looking cute and cute.

　　Fanchen didn't expect it to be this reason, he felt his old face involuntarily, and he said that I look so bad? It was only a little cuter than ghosts.

　　 "Where is your home, I will send you home!" Fan Chen wanted to leave as soon as she saw that the problem had been solved. He believed that when these guys woke up, they would never dare to trouble this girl again.

　　 The girl looked sad, and said, "Well, I will show you to my house."

　　Fan Chen did not expect that the girl’s residence is not far from here, no wonder these few people know this girl.

　　On the way, Fan Chen realized that the girl’s name was Wen Yushi, a very quiet and poetic name.

　　 When Fan Chen walked down the street with her and walked into a low-rise bungalow in an abandoned factory yard, he couldn't help it.

　　 This small room, which looks like a dozen square meters, is lying on the ground with four and a half children, two boys and two girls, both in their twenties or so, covered in tattered bodies Rotten quilt.

　　Wen Yushi turned on the light switch and sat down on an open space without disturbing the four sleeping children.

　　Fanchen did not speak, and he did not know how to comfort them when facing five and a half-year-old children.

　　Wen Yushi looked at Fanchen sitting next to her and said softly, "I know you are a good person and a good person with great skills. Our grandfather is also a good person with skills, when he was last week Passed away, leaving us five to live together. In order to let a few younger brothers and sisters survive, I had to go to the train and stole some money back, but the abominable guys told me to turn in, although You taught them a meal this time, I don’t know what to do in the future? I really don’t want to steal, really.”

　　Fan Chen saw the tears of Wen Yushi and her line flowing from her eyes, and patted her shoulder lovingly, saying, "Please take a rest first, and I will take you to Yancheng tomorrow. I will find one for you there." Live in a big house, and find a good school for the four of you to let you go to school!"

　　 "Really? Can we all go to Yancheng? There are high-rise buildings, can we live there?" Wen Yushi wiped her tears and suddenly rejoiced, reading in a large and bright classroom, How many dreams did she ever dream of?

　　Fanchen nodded very seriously and said, "As long as you don't dislike me, my ugly uncle, I will take care of you in the future, will you?"

　　The second Heavens Above afternoon, when Fan Chen appeared in the Xiaoyao Guoshu Museum with five children in her twenties, all the girls in the Guoshu Museum gathered around them, and they were as beautiful as porcelain dolls. welcome. Fanchen asked them to take a bath for a few children, buy some clothes for changing, and then arrange accommodation for them. As for finding a school for them, Fan Chen also handed it over to everyone in the Guoshu Museum.

　　 The current Xiaoyao National Art Museum can be said to be full of people. The students who come to study the national art are endless, not only college students, but also some middle school students and even elementary school students. Some people even watched the videos of Fan Chen and Ito, and they traveled to Yancheng to find Fan Chen to learn martial arts. They were also arranged to live in Xiaoyao National Art Museum.

　　Now, Xiaoyao Guoshu Museum has more than 2,000 students, divided into more than forty classes, Fan Chen has recruited more than a dozen Xia Guo boxers as coaches.

　　The coaches of the National Martial Arts Museum teach all kinds of boxing that emphasize fighting and fighting, resolutely put an end to those flower boxing and embroidering legs, and also eclectic, introducing boxing, karate, taekwondo, Muay Thai and other foreign fighting techniques, improved by ordinary dust Teach the coaches later.

　　Xiaoyao Guoshu Museum rented several yards nearby, and divided these students into several places to study, all of which were taught according to their aptitude.

　　Fanchen also selected more than fifty people from these coaches and students who were suitable for Qi cultivation to form a mystery class. The mystery class also learns boxing techniques, but the main practice is to practice "inner strength" by swallowing the pill. Moreover, the students of the mystery class are all willing to learn the "mystery", which is regarded as the direct line of the curator. Loyalty and confidentiality are the first priority~IndoMTL.com~ When Fanchen put them secretly together, they are released at will After several fireballs, ice arrows, invisibility, and other post-surgery operations, these people all expressed their unwavering determination to be willing to learn and to use their own life guarantees, which must be kept secret. Among them, there are two other children, Wen Wen poetry that Fan Chen "picked up" and another boy Zhu Changlu, and Sun Wenyun's daughter Sun Xiaoyun, Xia Ruolin and the four daughters of "Fenghuaxueyue" are also among them.

　　More than fifty people who can select gas can be selected from more than two thousand people. This probability is somewhat unexpected, but after thinking about it, it is clear that there are many of these two thousand people. People with very good martial arts qualifications have been preliminarily screened, and there is almost no chance of choosing one of the ten thousand in the realm.

　　Fengxian returned to normal, but she still straightened her eyes when she saw Fanchen. She was so insane that she scared Fanchen from meeting her alone. Both Fengxian and Shan Jie are excellent single-spirit roots, and are naturally assigned to the class of refining gas.

　　 "hammer", "bamboo pole", "butcher" and Liu Meimei, Yu Lan, Fang Qing, etc. are not suitable for practicing Qi, Fan Chen put them together with some people with good physical fitness to teach physical exercises There are sixty people in this class, including the "Black Hero" quintet, and even the two deputy directors of the National Art Museum Ye Yunlong and Sun Wenshan joined them.

　　 These two classes are stationed in the two earliest courtyards of Xiaoyao National Art Museum, which is regarded as the real heirloom of Fanchen.

　　 They found an open-air platform in a nearby building, more than 3,000 square meters, enough for more than 2,000 people to practice together.

　　On this day, Fan Chen suddenly received a call from Ye Shuang and asked him to summon a group of people to meet her