Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

  Chapter 40 Tension in form (seek to read more!)

  Since he became aware of the situation in the settlement a few days ago, Yang Fang has been uneasy, so he sleeps every night with soft armor on his body, just in case.

  The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he quickly searched the opponent's body.

   Soon found a book, a piece of evil spirit jade, and seven or eight taels of silver.

   Against the moonlight, the writing on it can be seen vaguely.

  【Shadow movement! 】

   "Could this be the agility that the opponent just performed?"

  Yang was relieved to be pleasantly surprised.

  The opponent's movement was unpredictable just now, like a shadow, which he couldn't catch at all.

  If he hadn't fired the hidden weapon indiscriminately, it would be absolutely impossible to hit the opponent.

  He immediately hid these things next to his body, and then carried the corpse on his back, and quietly climbed out of the courtyard wall again.

  In the entire pharmacy, apart from a few servants, he is the only one who lives in the pharmacy. Those doctors and apprentices do not stay in the pharmacy at night, and only come early the next day during the day.

  The boy's residence is far away from him, so they couldn't hear the movement just now.

   After ensuring absolute safety, Yang Fang threw the corpse in an alley two or three miles away.

   After finishing all this, he quickly returned to the residence again, lit the oil lamp, and began to quickly clean up the terrible fluctuations caused by the fight just now.

   To be honest, after encountering such an assassination, he now has a feeling that he dare not live in the shop anymore.

  Who can guarantee whether there will be assassinations in the future?

   But as the shopkeeper, he doesn't live in the shop, so how can he do it?

   "So many strangers suddenly came to the settlement, what are they looking for?"

  Yang put it on and walked around the room.

  However, when he carefully recalled the fight just now, Yang Fang also confirmed one thing.

  The poison he configured during the day is useful!

  At least when the other party fled, he obviously swayed, and he seized the opportunity.

  Looking at it this way, the poison has to continue to be deployed.

  Yang Fang took out the secret book and evil spirit jade he had obtained before, and looked at the oil lamp, feeling secretly happy.

  The biggest receipts tonight are these two.

  He put these two things close to his body, took out another Qi Yang Pill, and swallowed it into his abdomen.

   Right now, one should break through the fourth rank as soon as possible, and then practice [Shadow Body Technique] and [Snow Stepping Skill].

   Early the next morning.

  The streets are visibly more tense.

  Wanfu Chamber of Commerce is mobilizing all its forces to help them find the things on the scroll. Early in the morning, many members of small and medium-sized gangs took the scroll and asked everywhere.

  Yang Fang originally went out to check the situation, but ended up watching such a scene from a long distance.

  Besides this, there was one more thing that surprised him.

In some tea stalls, taverns, and chaotic stalls on the street, coolies with unfamiliar faces appeared, but they were different from ordinary coolies. Although these people were wearing coolie clothes, they had gloomy faces. His eyes scanned the street intentionally or unintentionally.

   Obviously not a real coolie.

   "Brother Zhang, what are you looking for?"

  Yang Fang suddenly waved his hand to the distance.

  A member of the small gang was stunned, and immediately rushed over, saying, "It turned out to be Shopkeeper Yang's. Let us look for the things on the portrait, including anyone who may have seen these things."

  He handed the portrait to Yang Fang for viewing.

  Yang Fang glanced curiously, and suddenly his eyelids twitched, and he regained his composure instantly.

   "Who is this? Why did you ask you to look for it?"

  Yang Fang asked nonchalantly.

   "Who knows who it is, Wanfu Chamber of Commerce asked us to help find it. It is said that the president of Wanfu Chamber of Commerce has been taken down. In short, those outsiders are very powerful, we can't afford to provoke them!"

  The member of the small gang spoke, suddenly his heart moved, he glanced at Yang Fang, and said, "By the way, shopkeeper Yang, I wonder if your Black Tiger Gang has been affected?"

   "I don't know that either."

  Yang Fang shook his head lightly, "I was assigned to be in Beifang, and the headquarters is in Dongfang. Even if something big happens there, I won't know if no one informs me."

"Too."

  The member of the small gang nodded and said, "Then I will continue to ask."

  Yang Fang nodded slightly. After the other party left, he immediately turned and walked towards the shop, his mind was surging and he couldn't calm down.

  The middle-aged man in the portrait was the one who was stabbed to death by himself a few nights ago!

   And the mysterious pattern on the portrait is exactly what he found from the middle-aged man!

  Is this group of outsiders looking for this?

  He was a little nervous for a moment, and rushed into the room as if he had picked up some hot potato.

  A rooftop across the street.

   A strange lineup of three men and one woman appeared here.

  The woman was wearing a black dress, her face was cold, and she was closing her eyes, as if she was sensing something.

  There are three men beside him, one is holding a soft whip, with thin lips and a mean face; the other is wearing a long sword and a thick hat on his head;

  The other one was unusually burly, with a body about two heads taller than ordinary people. He was full of muscles, and his arms and thighs were all abnormally thick, like a man-bear.

  Suddenly, the woman in black clothes opened her eyes directly, glanced at the direction of the pharmacy, and said coldly, "There is something wrong with the shopkeeper, his mood fluctuated just now!"

"oh?"

  The three male companions around him turned their heads at the same time and looked towards Wanchunpu.

   "Go, go and have a look!"

  The man holding a soft whip spoke coldly.

   They tiptoed, and immediately swept towards the direction of Wanchunpu, and landed directly outside the lobby.

   "Guest officer, do you want to see a doctor or get medicine?"

  As soon as it landed, a medicine apprentice quickly greeted him and asked.

"roll!"

boom!

  The man with an extremely burly body, with a cold voice, struck out with a palm, knocking the apprentice into the air on the spot, his chest was sunken, and his body was smashed into the distance like a tattered body.

  He scanned his eyes and said coldly, "Where is the shopkeeper just now?"

  Everyone in the pharmacy was taken aback.

   "You... who are you?"

  Doctor Hua who was sitting in the clinic showed surprise.

  The woman in the black dress sensed again, suddenly her body swayed, and she rushed directly towards the inner hall.

  The other three men all rushed past quickly, treating the entire pharmacy as nothing.

  The two doctors and more than a dozen apprentices were all panicked and watched them break in.

  Inside the room.

  Yang Fang just hid the animal skin picture, suddenly felt a sense, his face changed, and he rushed out of the room with a long sword in his hand.

   "Who are you guys?"

  He shouted in surprise, "Don't you know this is the territory of the Black Tiger Gang?"

"is it him?"

  The eyes of the three men turned cold, they stopped at the same time, and looked at Yang Fang.

  The woman watched Yang Fang carefully, frowned, and said coldly, "Let me ask you, have you seen the people and things on this scroll?"

  She unfolded a picture scroll with a middle-aged man's head and mysterious images again, and asked Yang Fang.

   "I haven't seen it, what's the matter?"

  Yang Fang responded.

   "How dare you lie, I haven't seen you nervous why?"

  The woman suddenly shouted.

   "I'm not nervous, I'm just."

  Yang Fang spoke quickly.

   "Sophistry!"

  The man holding a soft whip next to him snarled, and the soft whip in his hand made a piercing whistling sound, like lightning, and slammed directly at Yang Fang's body.

  Yang Fang's expression changed, and he quickly swung his sword to resist.

With a bang, the long sword in his hand was thrown out of his hand by a whip, and the tail of the whip slammed on Yang Fang's body. With a slap, cracks appeared in the soft armor on his body, making him bored With a snort, the body immediately backed up quickly.

   "I'm from the Black Tiger Gang, what are you guys doing?"

  Yang Fang let out a shock.

  (end of this chapter)