God-level treasure digging system

Chapter 263 Inner Strength Warrior

I saw her sincerely said to Zhang Wei: "Master, no matter what, you must treat Yuanyuan well. She is a good girl, I hope you don't hurt her. If it really comes to that point, I hope you will treat her well." Please think about it, please be merciful."

"I know this child best. He has such a kind heart. For the sake of my kneeling in front of you, I hope you will show mercy."

"Uh... this aunt, please come here quickly. I am confused by what you said, and I am a little confused." Zhang Wei quickly reached out to help the aunt up, and he was completely convinced by what the aunt said Got to get dizzy.

It took a while for Zhang Wei to react.

I rub it!

This aunt of feelings regards herself as a playboy who takes care of female college students.

Seeing Zhang Wei's embarrassment, Chen Yangguo quickly stood up to make a rescue, "Auntie, we are really Yuanyuan's classmates, not bad people. Here, look, I still have the school's student certificate."

As he said that, Chen Yangguo actually took out a student ID card from his pocket and showed it to his aunt.

Pan Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing, took the student ID card from the auntie and returned it to Chen Yangguo, pulled the auntie back, and said with a smile.

"Auntie, you really misunderstood. They are really my friends, and everyone is still a student. How could they do the things you said. Besides, they really want to help my brother, so don't worry Bar."

"Hmph! These days, anyone who is rich, even a high school student the size of a grain of rice, likes to do some shameful things."

The aunt murmured in a low voice, then patted Pan Yuanyuan's little hand affectionately, and once again solemnly instructed: "Anyway, be careful yourself, these days, women are always the ones who suffer."

"Understood, auntie. I know you treat me well, just like a daughter-in-law. I know all of this." Pan Yuanyuan took auntie's hand and swayed coquettishly.

There was sincere gratitude in her eyes.

It was very quiet at this moment, and the house itself was not big, so they could naturally hear them talking outside.

At this time, Pan Yuanyuan's elder brother Pan Fan, who was lying in the room, heard the movement outside. He propped himself up against the head of the bed and called out in a weak voice, "Yuanyuan, are you back?"

"Brother, I'm back."

Pan Yuanyuan responded to the door, then turned to her aunt and said, "Auntie, I'm going to take care of my brother first. I'll talk to you later."

After speaking, Pan Yuanyuan pushed the door open and went in.

Zhang Wei and Chen Yangguo looked at each other, then quietly followed Pan Yuanyuan in.

The low house, old walls, a 90s black and white TV, and two one-meter-wide beds squeezed into a space of more than ten square meters seemed very crowded.

After Zhang Wei, Chen Yangwai and Liu Guangbin walked in, the small room became even more crowded, and it was difficult to even turn around.In desperation, Liu Guangbin had no choice but to retreat first and wait outside the door.

After entering the door, Pan Yuanyuan skillfully took out the rice cooker from the corner of the wall, then dug out the rice inside and put it in a basin, then poured a little boiling water from the teapot into it, and stirred it to warm up the cold rice.

After that, she rummaged through the bottles and jars in the corner for a long time, found a few packs of mustard, mixed them together, and put them on the table.

And this is the dinner for Pan Fan who is seriously ill in bed.

"Your brother eats this at night?" Chen Yangguo stared at the scene in front of him.

This is simply too simple, even if you are an iron man, you have to eat it to get sick, let alone feed it to your seriously ill brother.

Back when Chen Yangguo ate rice with pickled mustard for a month in a row, it was because he lost money playing cards and was embarrassed to ask his family for it. In this way, a healthy young man became pale and emaciated, and he was malnourished. It took a long time to make up for it.

At first, he only thought that Pan Yuanyuan got to where she is today because her brother was in urgent need of medical treatment and needed a lot of funds.But seeing the situation in front of me, this is a situation where even the family can't open the pot, and three meals a day are a problem.

As a classmate, seeing Pan Yuanyuan's home in the current situation made him feel very uncomfortable.But the stubborn Pan Yuanyuan has never performed well in school, and everyone doesn't even know the information to help her.

Although my uncle's house is not much different from Pan Yuanyuan's now, at least there is no problem eating every day, and at least there is a comfortable place to stay.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Zhang Wei couldn't help being moved.

It can be said that he didn't feel deeply about this kind of feeling. When he was seven years old, his father fell to his death on the construction site.

The mother was afraid that Zhang Wei would be wronged after the remarriage, so she refused any matchmaker.My mother is also a very stubborn person, never willing to accept a little favor from others, so she is also very poor and takes Zhang Wei around to ask for a living.

He has lived in a life like Pan Yuanyuan's, so he knows how hard it is.

Seeing Pan Yuanyuan's skillful operation, Zhang Wei couldn't help frowning.He turned around and said to Chen Yangguo: "Xiaoguo, you and Guangbin go out and buy something to eat and come back, it happens that we haven't had time to have dinner tonight."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Chen Yangguo had already had this wish in his heart, and after Zhang Bi finished speaking, he immediately went out to buy things.

In the room, Zhang Wei walked a few steps and came to Pan Fan's bedside.

Pan Fan was lying on the bed at the moment. He was extremely thin and lacked the energy that a middle-aged man of normal age should have. He felt dehydrated all over his body, his cheeks were sunken a lot, his eyes Swollen and bloodshot.

If this situation continues for a month, his life will be almost over.

At first, Pan Fan didn't notice Zhang Wei, but when Zhang Wei got closer, he realized that there was a person standing beside his bed.

Sensing the inexplicable oppressive aura on Zhang Wei, Pan Fan opened his eyes like a dying tiger, and the sharp eyes flashed away in the dimness.

He quickly set his sights on his sister, and asked in a low voice: "Yuanyuan, this little brother is..."

His eyes were full of strong anxiety.

Although he is sick in bed now, he has heard a little about his sister working in the bar very early on.

For a female student who is still studying at the Art Academy, the fastest place to get money is the place that can stimulate male hormones, especially the girls at the Art Academy give people a noble temperament.

However, every time he asked Pan Yuanyuan, she used various reasons to prevaricate him.Although he has been disabled, his eyes are still sharp. He can clearly know from the details of Pan Yuanyuan's life that his sister is still perfect for the time being, so he didn't say much.

But today, Zhang Wei's involuntary breath gave him a strong crisis.As a martial artist with a small internal strength, he can sense the unusual oppression on Zhang Bi's body.

"Brother, this is Zhang Wei, it's me at the bar today..."

Pan Yuanyuan was about to open her mouth to explain, but Zhang Wei started to introduce herself when the words were ordinary.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Wei. I don't have any special hobbies, I just like martial arts. I heard from your sister that you used to be the coach of the Provincial Sanda Team, so I came to have a look."

"Hehe, the coach of the Sanda team." Speaking of this, Pan Fan showed a self-deprecating smile on his face. He smiled bitterly and said, "Look at me now, even a six or seven-year-old kid can beat me." But what else can I teach you?"

Zhang Bi smiled and explained: "Maybe you don't know yet, Yuanyuan invited us here today because of your illness."

Pan Fan smiled sadly, "I am well aware of my illness, but this expense is simply not something such a small family can afford."

"I didn't say I'd charge you anything."

"What do you mean?" Pan Fan almost jumped up from the bed in surprise, he looked at Zhang Wei puzzled, "You mean you come to treat me?"

"Exactly!" Zhang Wei smiled lightly, his eyes calm.

Seeing the expression on the face of the young man in front of him, Pan Fan knew that the other party was not lying.

He was already disheartened, because a person like him, as long as his body is destroyed, is useless.But all of a sudden, Zhang Wei actually told him that he could heal himself.

This could not help but ignite a strong hope in his heart, and he looked at Zhang Wei with burning eyes.

His body is useless, he can't lift his hands, his shoulders can't resist, he coughs every day, hemoptysis, his body is getting weaker and weaker, and he has brought his only sister to help take care of him. Only he understands this kind of heartbreaking pain.

He used to be a long-term champion in underground black boxing, but now he is a useless person who can only wait to die in bed.

There have been many times when he thought of ending his miserable life with death.But thinking that his sister would live alone in this world, he couldn't bear it, so he could only live on, watching his sister go back and forth between life and school, hoping for a miracle to happen.

But a year passed, and two years passed, and his health was getting worse and worse. He already felt that his time was numbered, and he no longer had any hope at all.

At this time, I suddenly heard that I will be cured one day, and I can recover my strength!He was like a ghost falling into the water, he had to hold on tightly to the straw that appeared in front of him.

So, Pan Fan said eagerly: "As long as you can cure me, let alone the moves of the Sanda team, I will tell you how to cultivate inner strength."

After Zhang Bi heard this, his eyebrows raised unconsciously.

Internal strength training?Could it be that Pan Yuanyuan's elder brother Pan Fan is still a martial artist with inner strength?

Although internal strength fighters are not particularly powerful to Zhang Wei, this is also a watershed that separates them from ordinary people.

How did he learn it?