I can sweep the heavens

Sensing the killing intent, Fang Yu frowned.

Who is this woman?

The aura emanating from her body is very peculiar, and it belongs to the part of the martial artist's aura, which only accounts for a small amount.

And more parts are very special, like some kind of energy.

purple hair, purple eyes

Fang Yu looked at Violet, thinking in his heart.

Violet, on the other hand, had already shifted her gaze and walked downstairs slowly.

At this time, the first floor was still dead silent, except for Zhu Chao who was still begging for mercy, no one could speak.

To know.The man who was beaten to the ground with blood all over his face was the son of the hottest man in the south of the Yangtze River recently!

And the other Zhu Chao, who was kneeling on the ground, crying and begging for mercy, was the son of an underground leader in the south of the Yangtze River!

These two young and old, in the rich second generation circle in Jiangnan, are the top existence!

But now, the end of these two people is more miserable than the other!

Before tonight, no one could have imagined the scene where Dong Zhenyu was beaten until he fainted, and Zhu Chao knelt on the ground crying and begging for mercy!

The security guards of the Corris Supercar Club arrived early, but after seeing Fang Yu's strength, they dared not do anything.

Go forward to stop?

Even the bodyguards of Dong Zhenyu's master realm were sent flying by Fang Yu's punch. They didn't know if they were alive or dead. Aren't they looking for death when they went up?

Fang Yu glanced at Zhu Chao, then turned to Li Bingyan and Fatty Liu.

After Fang Yu appeared, Li Bingyan and Fatty Liu relaxed a lot, and they no longer had the fear and tension they had before.

Seeing what happened to Dong Zhenyu, Xiao Changan, and Zhu Chao, both of them felt bad and felt extremely relieved.

But at the same time, there are some worries.

These three people are not ordinary people, and the family power behind each of them is not weak.

Being beaten like this, the family forces behind them must be held accountable.

"Hurry up and send the injured to the hospital. Don't be nervous, our racing competition will continue as usual."

At this time, a man with a sweaty head and a slightly pale face ran out of the crowd.

He's a manager of the Corris Supercar Club, and he's in charge of tonight's race.

From the moment Dong Zhenyu asked Fatty Liu and Li Bingyan to kneel down and shine their shoes to apologize, he was already in the crowd.

However, he has been unable to find a suitable opportunity to come out to persuade.

After all, Dong Zhenyu's expression was very gloomy at that time, and he was very angry at the first glance.

He stood up to persuade at that time, maybe he would burn himself.

The identities of Li Bingyan and Fatty Liu are far inferior to those of Dong Zhenyu and Zhu Chao, so there is no need for him to risk offending the two young men by speaking out to dissuade them.

So, he stood in the crowd and waited for things to develop.

But the subsequent development of the matter exceeded his expectations, and he could no longer watch.

If he didn't stand up and deal with the follow-up, his job would be lost.

After taking a close look at Dong Zhenyu's tragic situation, the person in charge turned even paler.

This is the son of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River. He was beaten like this in the Corris Supercar Club. If Dong Zhiwei pursues it, the club will definitely be implicated.

At that time, he, the person in charge, must also take responsibility.

"Why did this happen when it was my turn to be on duty?" the person in charge lamented in his heart.

After the person in charge gave the order, Dong Zhenyu and other injured people were all sent to the hospital.

Dong Zhenyu's personal bodyguard, who was a master, was found on the road tens of meters outside the building. He had already fainted, a large piece of his chest was sunken, and his mouth was full of blood.

But he still has breath, so he won't die.

It's just that, for a martial arts master to end up like this with just one punch, it still makes people feel a chill.

How terrifying is the power of Fang Yu's punch?

It wasn't until everyone was sent to the hospital that the atmosphere calmed down a little.

However, after experiencing the incident just now, everyone looked at Fang Yu with awe.

"Boss, why don't we go?" On the sofa on the second floor, Li Bingyan was a little restless. He was afraid that the forces behind Dong Zhenyu and Zhu Chao would bring people back to make trouble.

"Why are you leaving? Aren't you here to watch the race? Are you leaving before it starts?" Fang Yu asked rhetorically.

"But..." Li Bingyan's face turned pale, and he hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, they don't have the guts to bring people to make trouble." Fang Yu said lightly.

The reason why he shot so ruthlessly downstairs just now was mainly because Xia Xiaoying's phone call aroused the hostility in his heart.

Dong Zhenyu and the others just happened to hit the muzzle of the gun.

"I have collected information. In the past two months, in the southern capital of Huaibei, there have been frequent appearances of corpses that were burned into black charcoal."

"The location of each death is a blind spot of monitoring, indicating that the murderer is consciously avoiding and does not want to reveal his identity."

"However, after a rigorous investigation and calling the surveillance videos of the entire Nandu, we finally found a surveillance video that recorded the figure of this person and the method of murder."

"I'll send you that surveillance video now," Xia Xiaoying said.

Later, Fang Yu received a video.

The resolution of the video is quite low and the colors are not vibrant.

It can be vaguely seen that this is in a small alley, and there are two figures standing inside, seeming to be confronting each other.

Both figures were rather vague.

Then, the two figures moved, and several flames suddenly rose from the body of one of the figures!

Even though the resolution of the video is very low, the colors of those flames can still be seen clearly.

Purple flames!Circling around the body!

The secret method of Ziyan Palace!

This figure must be a descendant of Ziyan Palace, possibly the brother of the same sect that Xiao Chen mentioned!

After seeing this video, Fang Yu can confirm.

The person who has mastered the secret technique of the Ziyan Palace that I have seen before is not an exception.

It is true that Ziyan Palace has not been wiped out!They used a certain method to survive to this day, and even wanted to carry out a comprehensive recovery in a certain way!

Thinking of this, the hostility in Fang Yu's heart soared.

The group of disciples of Tiandaozong back then had already turned into dust.

But Ziyan Palace still survives in this world!

This is unacceptable to Fang Yu.

As long as Ziyan Palace survives, the original revenge will not be exhausted!

"Can you help me find this person?" Fang Yu asked.

"There is no way for the time being. This person has killed more than 30 warriors in a row in the past two months. The Nandu Martial Arts Association has sent many people to search for this person, but there is no result. Moreover, in the past half a month, this person suddenly stopped continuing to kill. , completely disappeared." Xia Xiaoying said.

Fang Yu looked cold, thought for a while, and said: "Then help me keep an eye on Nandu, and if you find a charred body again, notify me immediately."

"Okay." Xia Xiaoying agreed.

The sky gradually darkened.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, everyone walked out of the clubhouse and came to the Jiuhuan Mountain runway.

The once-a-month racing competition held by the Corris Supercar Club is about to begin.

Although there was a little episode before, it did not hinder the continuation of the game.

"The racing competition is about to start, everyone can get ready, the race will start on time at [-]:[-]!" The person in charge shouted.

Hearing this sentence, many people got on the sports car, started the engine, and began to warm up the sports car.

The three of Fang Yu stood at the entrance of the club, watching one after another supercar drive up the track.

Li Bingyan's eyes were full of envy, and he said: "If only I had a supercar of this level, I can also ride on the track."

"Your family is so rich, let your dad buy you one." Fatty Liu asked beside him.

Li Bingyan took a look at Fatty Liu and said, "You think it's so simple? A sports car worth tens of millions will cost a lot of money a year just to maintain it. My dad is a frugal person, so he wouldn't buy this for me. A supercar."

"Besides, compared with most people here, my family is not rich at all, it can only be considered well-off."

"Well-off? If you can only be considered well-off, then Fang Yu and I are the ultimate poor?" Fatty Liu said with his eyes wide open.

"Hehe, it's just that you are a poor family. With the ability of the boss, is it easy to make money? However, the boss doesn't need to make money. There is a rich lady like Tang Xiaorou." Li Bingyan said with a smile, but soon stopped.

His attention was all attracted by a fiery figure in front of him.