Han Zhongwei did not expect that poker could make them so fascinated. The three of them were not playing cards quickly. They had to keep calculating how to play cards in their hearts to be beneficial to them, and kept muttering words.

Han Zhongwei just looked at it for a while and quietly left their car. Just as he came in, his departure did not disturb them. The car in front was now occupied by Li Xiongba, who wanted to chat with his elder brother, but he was redundant.

In the end, Han Zhongwei simply found an empty car behind. Now he has five cars in total, while Guo Wei and Ding Chuan both work as part-time coachmen, but there are two cars without anyone in them.

The convoy went west, passed Jingzhao Prefecture and Fengxiang Prefecture, and arrived at Lintao Prefecture half a month later. When he arrived here, Guo Wei didn't dare to go west anymore, because he went west further, and then entered Xixia. Not only would he go to Taiyuan and go around a big circle, but even if he returned to Lin'an, it would be very troublesome.

In half a month, Li Xiongba's injuries healed more than 50%, but he signed more IOUs. As Li Xiongba's life became better and better, the amount on the IOUs became larger and larger. If Li Xiongba wants to return this immediately, it may not be enough to get half of the Black Wind Village.

"Zhong Wei, we don't have to escape like this anymore, right?" After half a month of recuperation, Li Xiongba's trauma had basically healed. After signing a thousand-civilian IOU, he also looked brand new, with brocade robe, silk, gold and jade, and the style of the leader of the Black Wind Village reappeared.

"I never thought it was a life-and-detective, do you understand?" Han Zhongwei said in a slight sense.

"Turn, detour. Since you are detour, when are you going back?" Li Xiongba asked.

"It depends on you when you go back." Han Zhongwei laughed.

"Look at me?" Li Xiongba put all his hopes on Han Zhongwei, and now he is almost selling himself to him.

"The day when your injuries are healed is when you go back," Han Zhongwei said.

"That's what you meant?" Li Xiongba said in shock.

"Of course, you are the leader of Heifeng Village. When you go back and raise your arms, will they collapse immediately?" Han Zhongwei said.

"You've made a mistake in this. My junior brother's martial arts skills are no less than mine. Moreover, over the years, he has been devoted to practicing and his martial arts skills have become more sophisticated. Instead, I am plagued by mundane affairs and my skills are not as good as before." Li Xiongba said.

"It seems that you, the leader of the village, aren't it too unpopular? Otherwise, as long as the news of you being alive is transmitted back, Heifeng Village will have to be in trouble." Han Zhongwei said.

"Heifeng Village is a bandit nest, not a gang. They will follow whoever gives them food. Whoever can make them live a better life will be convinced. Now my junior brother will definitely win people's hearts." Li Xiongba sighed. Now everything in Heifeng Village is in the hands of his junior brother. As long as he does not give orders in a crazy way, there will be no trouble in Heifeng Village. Only those who are determined to follow him will suffer a little.

"Ding Chuan, is that true?" No matter in his past and present life, Han Zhongwei did not know what happened in the bandit's nest.

"Young Master, that's true." Ding Chuan said. On that day, Han Zhongwei subdued the three leaders and promised not to hurt the other people's personalities. Everyone in Dashu Mountain immediately scattered.

In fact, these so-called bandits and robbers are just farmers who cannot live. Only a very small number are real bandits, like Li Xiongba, who are professionals. For example, Heifengzhai and Dashushan can only act fiercely within their own strength. If you want to leave too far, your brothers below will be a little reluctant.

"How is this possible? Are you also using this method to blackmail others to teach you?" Li Xiongbadao.

"I like to use the method of robbers. I learned it from books." Han Zhongwei said. If it weren't for He San, he would probably not be able to enter the world in this life.

"If this is true, then I'm willing to teach you." Li Xiongba's eyes lit up, and he looked at Han Zhongwei and said solemnly. Many people would not easily spread their skills. One of the important reasons is that it is difficult to find a disciple he likes. Some people with special skills have a lifelong task to find a successor to pass on their legacy. In Li Xiongba's eyes, Han Zhongwei is like the successor who can inherit his legacy. Although he does not admit it in name, Li Xiongba decided.

In the next few days, except for leaving a few hours for himself to recover from his injuries at night, Li Xiongba spent all the rest of his time on Han Zhongwei. Li Xiongba once planned to spend half a year to train Han Zhongwei, and his injuries would be healed by then. In addition, he is also a master, so he would not be able to fight back to Heifeng Village.

However, after contacting Han Zhongwei on the first day, Li Xiongba's plan was modified. He modified half a year to three months. He taught Han Zhongwei a set of palm techniques, and he only demonstrated it himself, but he could just read it once and take a look at it. When Li Xiongba taught him the most difficult light skills, because Han Zhongwei's internal strength had a considerable foundation. In just three days, his feet were like a jet engine installed. At night, there was no roof in Lintao Mansion, and he had never been there.
Chapter completed!