Before the age of twelve, Feng Quan's memory of his father was not much different from that of King Yan Luo. After all, the Feng Family Villa was a prison like hell.
He is always very busy, he has endless receptions, he can hold a wine tank and drink, and he can also make Kung Fu tea like girls.
He is most proud of Feng's Overlord Fist. It is said that at his peak, he once smashed a ton of boulder with one punch.
Bawangquan is also the basic skill of the Feng family, just like the radio gymnastics in the school, but if you want to practice Bawangquan well, you must get the family master's personal inheritance, so that this radio gymnastics can exert its earth-shattering power.
The only child in Lao Feng's family who was fortunate to be mentored by Feng Wanli was Feng Qianchi, whom Feng Quan called his eldest brother. It is also obvious that he is the quasi-head of the family.
Feng Quan, as the product of Feng Wanli's drunk sex maid, let alone let the master teach martial arts, if he is not beaten to death on the battlefield, he is considered rough and tough.
Feng Wanli was stricter with Feng Quan than any of his brothers and sisters, because he was the youngest, so naturally he was not a bit behind the other brothers and sisters in martial arts, but this bastard father actually threw Feng Quan, who was only eight years old at the time, into the martial arts training ground Competition with other brothers.
You must know that even the youngest brother is twenty years older than him. Feng Quan, who was silly at the time, gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat, and even bit people with his mouth. In the end, two ribs were broken and he lay in bed for three months without getting out of bed. Now there is still a dull pain in the chest when it is windy and rainy, which is the sequelae of what happened at that time.
Dad doesn't like me, and I don't like Dad either. This wonderful father and son have lived together for sixteen years.
I don't know what happened in the past two years, but my father suddenly paid attention to Feng Quan, always making him go out to work constantly, and also changing his slaves' shotguns, growing into "Hundred Ghosts at Night", in the old Feng's family, only the eldest brother Feng Qianchi's domestic slaves are no match for him.
He went out more, and naturally saw more "guests". Feng Quan's name as the young master of the Feng family began to be recognized by the outside world, which made his life in the old Feng's family easier.
Regarding the change of the old man, Feng Quan only thought it was old and convulsed, and didn't pay much attention to it, but now he heard the news of liver cancer from the old man, which he thought should be a celebration of the whole world, but he was a little... pitiful This old man is gone.
"When did you know?" Feng Quan said softly.
"Three years ago, I have been receiving treatment in secret. Every time I retreat, I go out to see a doctor." Feng Wanli said with a drink.
"Did you tell the eldest brother? There are big mothers, second mothers, third mothers, fourth mothers, fifth mothers, sixth mothers, and my mother?" Feng Quan's mother is the seventh.
"No, I haven't told anyone except you." Feng Wanli looked at his youngest son with a smile.
"Why did you tell me? What's the point of me knowing? Do you want me to sympathize with you or forgive you? Don't let me be the product of your inferior responsibility. Because of your random behavior, my mother became your seventh wife , was bullied by your six good wives, and I, a bastard, was also spurred by the previous twenty brothers and sisters. They called me a tadpole that should be used to paste walls, saying that I am not tall. Mom's genetic defect, what's ridiculous is that those guys can't even solve linear equations in two variables, but they actually know what genes are?" Feng Quan sneered.
"Actually, I know all of this. I know your every move every day." Feng Wanli trembled slightly as he held the wine glass, "Everyone thinks that I got you because of drunkenness. In fact, me and Your mother has been in love with each other for a long time, but with her status, she really can't become the wife of the head of the Feng family. So I didn't dare to accept her as a concubine until I was pregnant with you, so that you have the title of young master of the Feng family .”
"Should I kneel down and thank you? No, you ruined my childhood and my present..." Feng Quan roared angrily.
"But I want you to be the new head of the Feng family."
"Hehe, you even want to ruin my future..." Feng Quan laughed until tears flowed down his face. If it was the second young master of the Feng family, when he heard Feng Wanli's words, he would have knelt down to thank him for his gratitude, even if the floor tiles were broken, but Feng Quan didn't feel the slightest bit of happiness.
"What the hell are you thinking? Are you suffering from liver cancer or brain cancer? I'm just someone's bastard. I'm not even allowed to sit on the big table when I eat, but you let me be the head of the house? Not to mention those uncles Will my seniors tear me apart, even my elder brothers can eat me alive with vasami!" Feng Quan was absolutely unwilling.
"With it here, no one dares to touch you." Feng Wanli put a thumb-sized white jade seal on the table as he spoke.
"Fuck... old man, you are really here... Feng Jiayin has been taken out!" Feng Quan gasped. Brothers in the arena must also give him face.
"Today, I will entrust you with the seal. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the inner inner skills of the Feng family's Bawangquan. You are born smart, and you have been tempered by me. You are familiar with any inner skills. The three of you In the "World Martial Arts Conference" to be held a month later, the third aunt of the Feng family will also return. Her prestige in the Feng family is second only to mine. I have already written a letter to her. By then, she will stand for you with me. Even if the eldest brother and other elders object, the position of Patriarch must belong to you." Apparently Feng Wanli didn't plan all this on a whim, he had planned it for a long time.
"No, there are thousands of roads in the world, why should I choose the most difficult one? Even if you give me a spare job as a military adviser, it will be more enjoyable than facing those vicious people directly?" Feng Quan's head grew bigger.
"Xiaoquan'er, I just want to ask you... Have you ever thought about being the head of the Feng family? If you have no doubts about your surname, should you do something for its future? I have always believed that some things between heaven and earth are only us It can be done, I have completed the transformation of the Feng family in the new era, and you will complete the transformation of leading the old Feng family." Feng Wanli said, holding Feng Quan's shoulder tightly.
"I'm afraid that the old Feng's family has not been reborn, and I have already been peeled off." Feng Quan felt a faint sense of crisis.
"Are you willing?" Feng Wanli picked up Feng Jiayin and handed it to Feng Quan.
"I don't want to, but I can't escape. Your blood is flowing in my body. Is there any choice?" Feng Quan took a deep breath, took Feng Wanli's family seal, and the 19th head of the Feng family was born. .
"Okay! This is my good son, Feng Wanli!" Feng Wanli raised his glass happily, "Come on! I toast you!"
"Old man, can you still drink your liver?" Feng Quan was really worried that he would die early.
"Do you really think that your father is a pustule? With the internal energy of qigong, drinking the viscera will not hurt the soul, even the moment before death, it is guaranteed to be hard!" Feng Wanli said, patting his chest.
"Do whatever you want!" Feng Quan raised his glass and touched his father with a sigh. Perhaps the years of resentment between the father and son had not completely dissipated, at least Feng Quan began to have a sense of responsibility for this family he hated.
Every day after that, Feng Quan only felt that he had become the Monkey King who was learning from his teacher. He had to run to Feng Wanli's room in the middle of the night. He couldn't sleep all night.
Feng Wanli saved his troubles, he handed over all the minor repairs to his subordinates, and even the dogs in the Feng Family Villa didn't dare to bark and disturb him when he was sleeping during the day.
Feng Quan can't do it, he has endless homework to do every day, he is only 16 years old, he has to learn various postures with various teachers every day, not to mention cultural lessons such as the Four Books and Five Classics, and he also has to practice kung fu with martial arts masters , the martial master will be whipped down if you are not concentrated at all, it doesn't matter whether you are the young master of the Feng family or not.
This is the rule of the Feng family. Even if a martial artist can't beat the young master of the Feng family, it is completely acceptable. On the contrary, the more he fights, the more year-end bonuses, forming a perverted reward system.
Feng Quan became a little bit of spirit during the day, and he could fall asleep with a horse. For this reason, there was not a little fattening of the martial arts. The martial artist also wondered, this guy does this every day, could it be that he is addicted to being beaten? It won't be psychologically distorted, right
In the past 20 days or so, Feng Quan, who was stubborn and insisted on dozing off in class, lost his temper completely. "Young Master Twenty-one, what are you going to do? If you don’t listen, the big taboo in practicing kung fu is distraction. If you don’t pay attention, you will become obsessed, and the gods will not be able to save you. You still doze off again and again, and you are joking with your own life, do you know that?” The martial artist persuaded earnestly.
"Master, can you put me down and talk again? This way of playing is very painful! It really hurts!" Feng Quan's tears flowed backwards, because he was standing upside down with two silver needles against a needle board, Both legs were split into the word "1", a bucket of water was hung on one side, and a huge stone was pressed on the crotch to increase the weight.
"I'm doing this for the sake of you, young master. If you don't use this method, you must have dozed off again. I really want to know, what are you doing at night?" The martial artist sighed bitterly.
"I went sneaking around, why do you care what I do at night?" Feng Quan played the young master's temper, and it was difficult for him to know how to respect the teacher with this posture.
"Look, there is something wrong with your attitude. Since ancient times, the head, the teacher, and the father are one. Since I am your teacher, you should respect me like a father. I am really embarrassed by you. When the martial artist spoke, he picked up a huge stone and placed it on Feng Quan's crotch.
"Your uncle's!" Feng Quan's tears were flowing just now, but now they have burst out, and the hand holding the silver needle twitched in pain.
But to the surprise of both the martial artist and himself, the former him was absolutely unable to do such a method of condensing breath and energy, but now he can hold it for half an hour without getting tired. Could it be that this product has eaten seal oil or golden keratin? When did it become so tough
Only Feng Quan knew that the internal skills of the Feng family's Overlord Fist taught by the old man were very domineering.