Earth Cultivator

Chapter 300 Extraordinary Means
The headquarters of the Green Bamboo Gang, one of the two major gangs in Guling County, occupies a large industrial factory area. On the training ground specially built for gang members, a wonderful and bloody martial arts scene is currently being staged.

On the dam paved with bluestone, pools of bright red blood can be seen everywhere.

Accompanied by bursts of painful and abnormal wailing sounds, among the constantly moving crowd, puffs of light red blood mist splashed out of thin air!
Among them, a vigorous and tall figure was like a tiger plunging into a flock of sheep, tearing the weak lambs wantonly with its strong and sharp claws, and knocked down the strong green-skinned men one by one to the ground!
A little leader who was almost disembowelled pressed his wound tightly with his left hand while sucking in air-conditioning and yelled weakly at the mobile phone he was holding in his right hand: "Brother, someone is calling! Brothers, hurry up!" Can't stop!"

Before he had time to talk to the other end of the phone about how he bathed in blood to stop the enemy, he saw a fist as white as jade bombarding his face like a shooting star from the sky, the whole lower body of the man was dripping. The pupils of the little boss covered in blood suddenly shrank, and then he felt a shock in his forehead, and then the whole person's consciousness was instantly plunged into endless darkness.

"Some things, just say half of them!"

After punching a small gang leader with a mobile phone in his hand, Fang Yufan muttered in a low voice with a narrow smile on his lips.

Just whispering, he stretched out his hand to tidy up the hem of his clothes in a leisurely manner.

Then, he looked around at the remaining gangsters who had jumped away from him because of the way he straightened his clothes.

"It just feels a little bit worse!"

Seeing a group of green-skinned men with hideous tattoos all over their arms looking at him in awe, Fang Yufan frowned and muttered to himself.

The boxing and kicking routine that he fought back and forth in the crowd just now was an attack method he practiced according to the kung fu recorded in the secret book left by the physical trainer who robbed Xuan Qingzi more than 1000 years ago.

According to the secret book, there are so-called third-level and ninth-level combat skills in the physical training system.

And the set of "Golden Snake Silk Coiler" he played just now is a set of middle-level human-level combat skills. When practiced to the highest level, it can be wound with golden threads. With a full blow, it can smash a rock like a lying cow!
But during the practice just now, Fang Yufan felt that he could not turn the true vitality in the Yushi meridian as desired.

Obviously it was the strength to smash the bones of the person, but it sent a large piece of the person's flesh and blood flying away; he planned to twist the person's arm, but accidentally tore the person's entire arm down!
Fortunately, from the beginning of the strike, he didn't have the thought of taking someone's life, so the strength in his hand was reduced and reduced.

Otherwise, the twenty or thirty blue-skinned men lying on the ground at this time would not only end up with broken limbs and broken bones!

"Forget it, it's enough to know a little bit about combat skills like this, anyway, I don't plan to do physical training."

Shaking his hands that were still clean, Fang Yufan, who was muttering in a low voice, half-closed his eyes and cast his gaze on a large group of people rushing towards this side.

Seeing the gleaming Fusang samurai swords held in the hands of this group of aggressive men in black, he twitched his brows and sighed softly with satisfaction: "That's right! If there is no one that can be handed How dare you call it an underworld gang!"

Different from Fang Yufan's relaxed expression, the boss of the Green Bamboo Gang, Mitsui Ichiro, a man in his thirties and 40s with short arms and long legs, saw a young man with an unfamiliar appearance like a tall and straight green pine After Ban stood among his men who couldn't stop turning and moaning, his short thick and black eyebrows were deeply frowned.

After stopping a big boss next to him from asking questions with his eyes, Mitsui Ichiro stepped forward and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Young man, I haven't seen you in the ancient spirit! It was the old guy Nogawa Xiaodao who called you here." ?"

"Nogawa Knife? Never heard of it!"

Fang Yufan shrugged his shoulders slightly in response to Fang Yufan who didn't catch a cold from Fusang.

Afterwards, he drew an arc with his right hand and pointed at a gangster next to him, whose limbs were clinging to a golden door panel in a dizzy state, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you call this sullen guy in?" Did your subordinates come to me and said you have something to ask me?"

"What's going on?" Mitsui Ichiro, who twitched his eyes when he heard that the young man opposite him exuding a fresh and elegant atmosphere was actually brought by his own people, he turned his head and looked at the big boss Shen next to him. He shouted in a low voice, "Who gave the order?"

"Brother, this is how it happened!" The big boss who was asked by Ichiro Mitsui shook his thin and long eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow is the day for the gang to distribute money, so today I will call the gang A little boss named Minghe went to the bank to deposit all the money into a newly opened account. Who would have thought that guy ran out to play halfway through the matter, and then two of his subordinates came to me two hours ago and told me that The boy disappeared, and when they saw Minghe for the last time, this person was there."

"Do you suspect that your subordinate fled privately with money?" Mitsui Ichiro frowned and asked with a flash of hostility in the corner of his eyes, "Have you sent someone to find that subordinate named Minghe in the city?"

"I've looked for it!" The big boss replied with a frown and gritted his teeth, "I even asked my brothers to search for the site of the Iron Knife Society quietly, but I didn't see anyone. That's why I asked my subordinates to find this person Come back, maybe you can ask me something."

cut!It's a waste of time to ask!

After turning the corner of his mouth and muttering to himself, Fang Yufan knew that this matter could no longer be kind!
You can't tell these people, you don't have to bother to find someone anymore, you have already been chopped into scraps by me with a few swords!
He wouldn't naively think that these people would easily let him go if they couldn't get the answers they wanted.

What's more, as a mafia gang, I often do bullying, extortion, and bullying!Not to mention that this is fighting on their home court, they will definitely be even more arrogant!
In a word, the underworld gang, if you expect it not to bully people, and to present facts and reason, it is completely impossible!

unless
A faint halo quietly overflowed from the depths of Fang Yufan's pupils.

"Significant! In the future, send money to the brothers, or directly give cash!"

After yelling and cursing with a gloomy face, Ichiro Mitsui looked up at the young man with a calm face and raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Boy, don't you take my Green Bamboo Gang seriously? I just asked you to ask questions. How dare you hurt someone? Hmph, I was just asking you a few words, now, let alone bullying you because of the number of people, I will give you two choices."

The boss of the Green Bamboo Gang with a dangerous gleam in his eyes paused for a moment before continuing: "One, you told me where Minghe was honestly, and then you lay down on the ground and let me break your limbs; two Well, after telling me the answer I want to know, honestly hand over 5000 million medical expenses, and then leave. Which one do you want to choose?"

Following the last sentence, Mitsui Ichiro waved his right arm violently.

Immediately, a burst of shining sword brilliance flashed from behind him.

For a moment, a chilling and cold aura suddenly appeared in the sky above the dam.

Grandma's legs!The extortion is all on my head, sir!

Fang Yufan, who had a sneering smile on his lips, sighed softly in his heart, then closed his eyes slightly and glanced at the group of gangsters in front of him who were all holding shiny knives in their hands.

He didn't take what the Green Bamboo Gang boss said just now to heart at all, he let out a short breath, raised his eyebrows and said: "Making demands, of course, is the power of the strong. But, are you sure you are the strong one?" who?"

Are you sure you are the strong one?

As soon as such a question with some other meanings landed, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.

As soon as he heard this question mixed with contempt, as the boss of a mafia gang with thousands of members, Mitsui Ichiro felt a scorching and violent anger quickly swept through his entire state of mind!
Conscious that his boss' majesty had been seriously challenged, he didn't even ask about the whereabouts of Minghe, who had mastered the gang's tens of millions of funds, and directly waved his arms and ordered to the subordinates holding sharp knives: "Go! Give me Hacked him alive!"

With a shout that oscillated the eardrums, more than 100 bleak long and narrow sword lights shone in the audience!
Seeing the cold-faced black-clothed men quickly surround themselves with glaring katana swords, and then all of them waved the Mishu blades in their hands with grinning smiles like hell ghosts, Fang felt no pressure at all. Yu Fan sighed in a low voice: "I'm the only one who bullies me, right?"

"Hmph, whatever! Let me, my lord, show you what extraordinary means are! What is the glorious aura of thousands of troops and horses alone!"

With a single word, Fang Yufan put his hands on both sides of his body, regardless of the imminent danger of the sharp blade.As soon as the spiritual thought moved, the mind of Tianxuan Yuling Shenfengjue immediately flowed through the lake of his heart.

A gust of wind immediately swirled around Fang Yufan's body out of thin air.

Then, in the blink of an eye, a round column of wind with a diameter of two meters immediately screamed ghostly in the dust all over the sky.

The wind pillar appeared so suddenly and strangely, so the dozen or so black-clothed men who were the fastest to make a knife slammed into the light gray wind pillar before they had time to react.

Amidst the soul-stirring "woo-woo" ghost howls, the dozen or so gang members who made the first move suddenly felt an involuntary strong suction force along the blade and quickly entered their arms!

Under a huge irresistible inertia, the dozen or so people fell and flew along the cutting line of the circle like a drunk man who was hit hard from the side by a speeding heavy truck go out.

Some of the unlucky ones actually came into close contact with the sharp blades held by their companions on the way out, causing several brightly colored blood flowers to burst out in midair!

(End of this chapter)