Chapter 12

The slums are very chaotic, and there are many people who rob in broad daylight. Especially during this sensitive period, there are many people doing nothing.

After being reminded by Li Zhongxue, Fang Xuan also understood that it was not safe recently, so he did not take a shortcut with few people on his way home.

But even so, he was still being targeted. Several gangsters were seen blocking the way and quickly surrounding him on the old cross street.

"Little boss, please borrow some money to spend. We brothers have been squatting here for so long, and finally caught you."

The leader, Huang Mao, was smoking a cigarette, with a machete on his shoulder, and swaggered towards Fang Xuan.

The latter's eyes narrowed slightly.

Do you want to squat yourself?

Those who seemed to be uncle's enemies thought it would take a few days, but they didn't expect revenge to come so quickly.

As soon as I left the hospital on my front foot, I was surrounded by people on my back foot. The intelligence power of the gang in the slums was unexpectedly strong.

But it's too contemptuous of people to send these crooked melons and dates.

Seeing that Fang Xuan ignored him without saying a word, Huang Mao became a little annoyed, and directly swung his machete at him.

But Fang Xuan was faster than him, and hit the opponent's front door with a punch. Huang Mao screamed in pain, and the machete in his hand relaxed slightly.

And he took this opportunity to quickly kick again and successfully snatched the machete away.

Seeing this, the other gangsters rushed forward without thinking, but Fang Xuan didn't panic at all and easily blocked the attack with the back of his knife, then turned his wrist lightly.

The thick machete cut the knife in the air, and the afterimage flashed for a few seconds, and several gangsters fell to the ground in response to the heavy knife back.

From the beginning to the end, they were powerless to resist, and that set of silky smooth moves with ease made the gangsters completely confused.

Didn't I say it well, this is a waste material, why is it different from the information?
With such a powerful sword technique, if you say that you haven't chopped down a few people, they don't believe it at all.

In fact, this was Fang Xuan's first actual combat, and those actions just now were purely subconscious actions.

"Who directed you to come?"

Fang Xuan didn't talk nonsense and put a knife on Huang Mao's neck, which made the latter tremble with fear.

"I don't know. I just took money to do things. They gave me money to take off one of my arms, and they didn't say anything else."

"It seems quite cautious, actually would rather spend a lot of money to hire someone than come here in person."

"No, actually it didn't cost too much, we are very cheap." Huangmao whispered a few words.

"..."

Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes and stabbed the opponent's arm with a knife on the spot. The pain was so painful that Huang Mao was heartbroken.

"get out!"

He snorted coldly, not wanting to get too entangled with them. These gangsters held up their yellow hair and quickly dispersed around.

And not far away, a young man in a long black coat was frowning and staring at all this.

His name is Wang Kun, he is Li Zhongxue's favorite disciple, after receiving the hint from the latter, he hid in the dark to protect Fang Xuan.

When the gangsters surrounded them just now, he was ready to stop them, but Fang Xuanxing's flowing movements made him stop abruptly.

"Didn't you say it's a waste material? How can you be so good at using knives, and you still use this kind of machete." Wang Kun was puzzled with a hint of shock.

The machete is bulky and bulky, and should be used in a strong and aggressive manner, but as dexterous as Fang Xuan's, he is definitely in the ranks of swordsman masters.

If you haven't immersed yourself in it for five or six years, you can't have such great sword skills, but according to the information, Fang Xuan clearly has no experience in learning martial arts.

Su Chengyun also humbly begged the teacher several times specifically for this matter.

But now how come...

"No, I have to send a message quickly and tell the teacher the news."

The more Wang Kun thought about it, the more something went wrong.

He felt that this Fang Xuan was weird, maybe he was hiding some secret, but when he took out his phone, another accident happened.

……

After cleaning up the gangsters, Fang Xuan planned to leave this place, but within a few steps, he threw a hand ax from a distance.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Fang Xuan dodged to the side suddenly, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

Just when he wanted to see clearly, a figure sprinted towards Fang Xuan at an extremely fast speed, and punched Fang Xuan heavily in the abdomen.

In an instant, the latter was knocked away.

"After all, you gave me a little surprise. If I hadn't been curious and wanted to come and take a look, maybe you really ran away."

With a burly figure standing in front of him, the bald man pulled out the hand ax embedded in the concrete road.

Cracks like spider webs shattered all over the place.

Fang Xuan's stomach felt like he was reeling. He gritted his teeth and stared at the other person.

"Ahem, you sent them here?"

"I didn't want to make a fuss at first, but these little bastards who usually steal chickens and dogs are really useless. I have to do it myself."

Liu Feng twisted his neck, making a clicking sound, and a sinister sneer appeared:

"Boy, if you want to blame, it's your damn uncle who dared to break my brother's leg. If I don't collect some interest today, how can I, Liu Feng, still hang out on the street?"

As the little leader of the Black Snake Sect, he is also a figure with dignity, and his strength is enough to rank in the top fifty in this Mingjiang District.

As a result, after being provoked by Su Chengyun, he became a joke on the street. For a whole month, he kept being a coward.

Since it is the brat Su Chengyun cares about, he will take off one arm and give it to the other party as a gift, really looking forward to how that guy will react.

Of course, it would be too cheap to kill this brat directly, so he must be tortured first.

Thinking of this, he walked slowly with a hand axe. At this moment, Liu Feng was extremely excited.

Violent energy spurted out.

At this moment, Fang Xuan felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. It was obvious that this bald man was far more powerful than him.

If you fight hard, you will die.

But it's not in Fang Xuan's character to sit still and wait for death. He still has cards that are useless.

There is only one chance, and we must seize the opportunity, but how can we...

While Fang Xuan was racking his brains, Liu Feng had the mentality of playing with a cat and a mouse. Seeing that the other party was still holding a broken machete, he laughed directly:

"Can you kill people with this thing?"

"Whether it can be hacked to death, you have to try to know!"

Enduring a sharp pain, he clenched the machete in his hand and rushed over quickly.

The momentum is like a rainbow!

Of course, it may be that his hands and feet are unstable, or it may be that the pain is unbearable, and the blade of the knife is too far off.

Liu Feng was still in high spirits at first, but he almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

"Where are you cutting, boy, you can't even hold the knife steadily, but I am standing here."

"That's right, I'm attacking your shadow."

"Shadow?" Liu Feng was startled, a little confused.

At the same time, the machete shattered instantly.

Fang Xuan felt that the magic power in his body was being emptied, and gradually showed a relieved expression.

In his field of vision, the other party's shadow has been divided into two, like a thin line that has split.

"Because the shadow will die if it is cut..."

(End of this chapter)

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