Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

  Chapter 9 Killing in the middle of the night

   After a while.

  Yang Fang exhaled lightly, and forced himself to calm down.

   There were too many of them just now, and they were not their opponents.

  Besides, Zhao Hu is the small leader of the wharf, and has some connections with the Sanhe Gang, which is not comparable to a temporary worker like himself.

  Even if he wanted to do it, he had to pick a good time.

  He lifted up the table that had been kicked over, tidied up the messy room again, and then walked over to start repairing the door.

  The boards on the door of the room were kicked to pieces.

  He thought about it, and directly dismantled the table at home to repair the door.

   Anyway, this table is not usually used.

  After everything was busy, Yang Fang closed the door, dug out a tael of silver from under the bed, put on a bamboo hat, and walked towards Fangshi.

   This time he directly bought 30 catties of rice in Fangshi, and after spending one tael of silver, he had 650 wen left.

  Bringing money and rice, Yang Fang returned home again.

  Next, he locked the door and began to practice.

   Just like that, the whole day passed quietly.

  Zhao Hu led people around the neighborhood and kicked down the doors of a dozen people, causing a large number of people to dare not speak out. At least a dozen people took the opportunity to take away their money.

   There were still people who wanted to refuse, but they were immediately beaten by him.

  It's late at night.

  Yang Fang walked out of the door and watched Zhao Hu majesticly walk away from a distance.

  He thought about it, and returned home again.

And at this moment, the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheek approached Zhao Hu again, and quickly said, "Brother Hu, there is a situation. At noon, I saw that Yang Fang went out to buy supplies with my own eyes. Guess what he bought?" ? A whole thirty catties of rice, where did he get so much money?"

   "Thirty catties of rice?"

  As soon as Zhao Hu got home, his face darkened, and he said, "What do you mean?"

   "There must be something wrong with this Yang Fang."

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks spit and continued, "He can only earn 10 Wen a day, no matter how much he saves, he can't afford 30 catties of rice, and at noon, he was still wearing a bamboo hat, making it extremely mysterious. He thought that others would not recognize him, but I still recognized him from the back, there must be something wrong with him!"

"Yeah?"

  Zhao Hu's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Go, call the brothers just now, and go to his house overnight!"

   "Okay, I'll call someone!"

  The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked overjoyed.

  He quickly called three more men from the surrounding area, all armed, and gathered at Zhao Hu.

  At this moment, the sky has completely turned dark, and the stars are scattered.

  Zhao Hu waved his hand, led the four of them, and rushed directly to Yang Fang's residence again.

  Inside the room.

  Yang Fang opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of radiance.

He got up from the bed again, moved his body carefully, and felt that his body was no longer the same as before, a strong sense of power filled his body at this moment, not only that, but there was a trickle of Qi in his body feel.

   He looked at the panel again.

  Name: Yang Fang

   Life expectancy: 21/33 years old

  Repair level: first grade (10/60)

  Heart: Mastery of Yang Yan Jue (11/300)

   Martial Arts: Gale Wind Thirteen Swords Mastery (17/300)

  Qualification: ordinary person qualification (0/15)

   "It's not in vain that I have been practicing all day long. After eating seven Qi Yang pills, I have finally broken through the realm of Yang Yan Jue."

  Yang Fang's eyes flickered.

  After Yang Yanjue went from beginner to master, not only did he have a sense of aura, but his body strength also increased dramatically.

  Cultivation base has completely entered the [First Grade] from [Not yet entered], and even the life span has been increased by one year.

   This is the performance of internal strength.

   Even his qualifications have changed.

   From the previous [terrible] to [ordinary qualifications].

   "It seems that the qualifications should indeed be developing in a better direction."

  While this may seem odd, it is true.

  Yang Fang soon stopped worrying, pulled out the rusty iron sword, and practiced the Thirteen Swords of Blast in the room again.

  Now the sword is denser and stronger.

   Conservatively estimate that the current self can definitely kill the two previous selves.

   "I don't know if that Zhao Hu has entered the product?"

  Yang Fang talked to himself.

  Yang Fang, who was practicing his sword in the room, suddenly heard some fine footsteps coming from outside, and they were rushing towards him.

  He was startled, stopped practicing immediately, and quickly shrank in a corner.

  Anyone else?

   "Knock it off!"

   Zhao Hu's cold voice came from outside the door.

  Yang felt relieved and furious.

  Did he dare to come over?

   Courting death!

boom! boom! boom!

  The newly repaired wooden door made muffled noises when it was knocked, and was soon kicked open again.

  Almost as soon as the door of the room was kicked open, Yang Fang's body suddenly jumped out, his sword was like a cold light, and with a powerful force, he directly stabbed at the two big men who rushed in first.

  Poor those two big guys are all unqualified people, with brute force, they were stabbed by Yang Fang's long sword almost as soon as they rushed in, with two puffs, blood spurted, and died tragically.

   Zhao Hu's complexion changed, and he shouted angrily, "How courageous!"

   Clang!

  The long knife in his hand came out of its sheath instantly, and rushed directly towards Yang Fang's body.

Yang Xin's head was cold, and with the blessing of inner energy, his strength and speed undoubtedly far surpassed Zhao Hu's. No matter how strong Zhao Hu was, he still had no quality. As long as he had no quality, he was nothing in the eyes of a master .

   Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

   Sparks burst out, and the sound rang out in succession. Zhao Hu's face was horrified, and the long knife in his hand was blown away on the spot, and he quickly shouted, "I have something to say."

  Pfft!

  He was stabbed in the throat by Yang Fang's sword, his body shook, and he died tragically immediately.

  The remaining sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man and another big man were all terrified, screamed, and hurriedly fled to the distance,

  Yang Fang's eyes were cold, he lifted his long sword, and quickly chased after him. After a few steps, he caught up with the big man, stabbed him to death with a sword, and followed by the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

   "Brother Yang Fang spare my life, I have something to say."

  The man with the monkey cheeks screamed in horror.

   Poof!

  He was pierced through the back of the heart by Yang Fang's sword, and pierced through the front chest on the spot.

  Yang Fang's face was cold, and he whispered, "Why do you force me, I just want to live an honest life!"

  Pfft!

  The long sword was pulled out forcefully again.

  The monkey-cheeked man looked desperate, his body was limp, and the luster in his eyes gradually disappeared.

  Yang Fang immediately searched him quickly, and quickly found 8 Wen coins, then carried his body, and quickly threw it into a stinky ditch hundreds of meters away.

   Then he went home immediately to dispose of the bodies of Zhao Hu and the others.

   Fortunately, there is no one living near his house.

   Otherwise, such a movement must have alarmed outsiders.

  He found more than two hundred coins from Zhao Hu and the others, and threw away the bodies of these people separately.

   After finishing all this, Yang Fang returned home, pacing back and forth in the room, thinking in his heart.

   I wonder if Zhao Hu's family knows that Zhao Hu came to see him at night?

   Inappropriate!

   This thing has to be cleaned up.

  He made a decisive decision, took out a rag, covered his face, raised his long sword, and went directly to Zhao Hu's house overnight.

   Before midnight, it is the best time to act.

  Yang Fang followed the memory in his mind and walked through remote alleys all the way.

   In about ten minutes, they came to Zhao Hu's residence.

  (end of this chapter)