Chapter 52 Even a stupid screenwriter wouldn't dare to write this
"There are still some golden wish points left, do you want to take them?"

Soon, he figured out why he kept it. This thing couldn't save his life, so he might as well use it now. Who knows, it might even help him quickly improve his strength.

"lottery."

The turntable for the Golden Wish lottery is just gorgeous.

"Good stuff, you must give me good stuff."

Lin Fan waited expectantly as the turntable began to spin.

[Congratulations on winning: Storage Ring]

...?
"What?"

Lin Fan looked at the thing he had pulled out with shock on his face. How could a storage ring from a fairy tale novel appear in there?

A dark and inconspicuous ring appeared in the palm of his hand.

"OK."

Lin Fan came back to his senses and was overjoyed. Who wouldn't want a storage ring? It was simply a must-have for home travel, murder and robbery.

When I put the ring on my hand, my thoughts were connected with the storage ring in some way.

"receive."

The table disappeared instantly after being touched.

"put."

The table reappeared.

He had a lot of fun doing this, laughing and feeling extremely happy.

……

The next day, early morning!
Many people gathered at the Lin's martial arts school, beating drums and gongs, making it very lively and there was a constant stream of visitors.

"Master...Master."

Li Dana was stunned when he saw his master for the first time. The master in front of him was stronger than before and taller.

"What? I don't know you anymore?"

Lin Fan smiled. He naturally knew what Li Dana was shocked about. After all, the changes overnight were quite big. Moreover, with the entry of the Red Bright Overlord Armor, he always exuded an indescribable aura.

Scorching hot, like a furnace.

"No, I just feel that the master is more powerful than before." said Li Dana.

"Big Brother, you are wrong. Master has always been very powerful, okay?" Wang Haizhu retorted, then walked obediently in front of Lin Fan, grinning, but the dog-skin plaster on his head was a little conspicuous.

Lin Fan looked at Wang Haizhu and said, "You are so sweet-talking. When I am done with this, Master will give you a chance."

"Oh my..." Wang Haizhu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Master, what a blessing."

"Children, don't ask too much about social affairs. You will know them naturally when the time comes." Lin Fan didn't want to say anything, and he couldn't say anything. He had to keep Wang Haizhu's appetite.

Then wait for the other person's wish to come true.

Things are not given for free.

There has to be a reward.

Sure enough, Haizhu was a child who couldn't wait, and his wish came true. Although it was only a small thing, it was a good start.

"Oh."

Wang Haizhu scratched his head. The only flaw was that he had no hair.

The entrance to the martial arts hall.

As Lin Fan appeared, the people cheered.

"Congratulations, Master Lin. Congratulations, Master Lin. You have avenged your previous shame. May Wu Zhen be healthy and well."

"Following Master Lin, I get to eat greasy food and make a lot of money."

"Master Lin, when are you recruiting disciples? I want to send my child to learn martial arts."

Today's Lin's Martial Arts School is no longer what it used to be. It has completely stood up in Ankang County. No one dares to underestimate Lin Fan. What's more, Lin Fan, whose temperament has undergone a drastic change, is like a mountain and a furnace in their eyes.

The momentum alone is enough to intimidate them.

Lin Fan was quite satisfied with the atmosphere at the moment. The purpose of fighting was to become famous in Ankang County, gain a foothold, and become the respected Master Lin, or Master Lin.

Suddenly, he saw Douhua Lu, no, it should be Douhua Lu who was selling tofu pudding.

Strange.

Douhua Lu made a fortune and even set up a stall. What shocked him even more was that the person accompanying Douhua Lu was Tank Jinhua, the woman in the brothel who no one ordered.

It seems that Douhua Lu used this money to redeem Jinhua.

There is no cost every time. Obviously, Lao Lu understands this principle.

I looked at Douhua Lu’s wish, it was still so simple.

"Everyone, there will be no banquet at the Lin's Martial Arts School today, but I will treat everyone to tofu pudding. Let's go to Old Lu's place, and all the expenses will be charged to me." Lin Fan waved his hand with a heroic spirit.

A bowl of tofu pudding costs five cents. With the stock that Lao Lu has in stock, he doesn't even need to spend a tael of silver. Eat as much as you want and eat to your heart's content.

"Thank you, Master Lin."

"Mr. Lin is so generous."

People like to join in the fun, and if they can get free food, that would be the best.

Lin Fan has already made plans for the future, he has to keep working hard, as for the outcome of the three-gym martial arts competition, he is no longer worried at all, he can just kick or hit them and he will be able to defeat them easily.

The position of external affairs manager is something that must be obtained.

"Uncle Lin, do you know that a big incident happened in Ankang County last night?" said a citizen.

"Something happened? What happened?" Lin Fan asked.

"Patrol Inspector Mo Wangnian was attacked last night and was seriously injured. I heard that he was disabled. He is now lying in the Patrol Inspectorate for fear of retaliation."

Lin Fan's expression suddenly changed when he heard the news.

How could anything happen to Mo Wangnian?

That’s the wish of the five golden wishes.

Thinking of this, he simply said a few words to Li Dana and hurried towards the Inspection Office.

"Who the hell is this? How dare they ruin my plans."

As his own strength improved, Lin Fan's thinking also changed, that is, he was confident that he could solve any problem.

Of course, he already suspected who did it.

It’s either the Sanyuan Society or the Black Stone Martial Arts School.

After all, Mo Wangnian had always wanted to uproot the Black Stone Martial Arts School. Since he had been affecting the normal operation of the Black Stone Martial Arts School, it was normal for him to be assassinated. As for his previous assassination, it should have been because he disrupted the Black Stone Martial Arts School's kidnapping plan.

……

Inspection Department.

Mo Wangnian looked at his legs in despair. They were broken, really broken. He was assassinated last night by thirteen people, all of whom were masters. He tried his best to kill the thirteen people, but he himself was also seriously injured.

He knew that he might never be able to stand up again.

The detectives gathered around Mo Wangnian. Some sighed, some felt helpless, and some even gloated over his misfortune. After all, Mo Wangnian had always been against the Black Stone Martial Arts School, which resulted in them not being able to gain any benefits.

Now that he has become a disabled person, he will not be able to stop them anymore.

"Brother Mo, how are you doing?"

Lin Fan came hurriedly, and as soon as he entered the room he saw Mo Wangnian lying on the bed with his legs wrapped around him.

The other detectives looked at the newcomer and naturally recognized who he was at a glance: the recently very popular Master Lin in Ankang County.

"Nothing."

Mo Wangnian was quite surprised by Lin Fan's appearance, but he could only shake his head helplessly, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

Lin Fan saw that Mo Wangnian's wish had not changed.

I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It has to be said that Mo Wangnian’s obsession with eradicating the Black Stone Martial Arts School is deep enough.

Even if he was abandoned by others, he still did not waver at all.

Lin Fan touched Mo Wangnian's legs.

"It's useless. The doctor checked it and said it's completely useless." Mo Wangnian said.

"No, there is still hope."

The voice just fell.

Mo Wangnian was stunned.

The detectives in the room also stared at Lin Fan in a daze.

What?
Can it be saved?
At this moment, Lin Fan finally understood why he was able to draw the Black Jade Fracture Ointment. It turned out that it was not reserved for him, but prepared for Mo Wangnian.

What a coincidence.

Even a stupid screenwriter wouldn't dare to write like this.

(End of this chapter)