Earth Cultivator

Chapter 306 Green Bamboo Ghost Servant
In a popular tavern in Guling XC District, Fang Yufan watched with a smile on Nakamura's blushing face as he poured wine at Ogawara.

"I said you guys don't care about him!" Ogawara, whose upper body was tightly wrapped by Nakamura Ryo's arm, shouted with a bitter face, "Why should I accompany this guy who goes crazy when he drinks alcohol? !"

Hearing this, Takahashi Jiro shook his callused iron fist and responded, "Why? Just because our fists are harder than yours!"

"Drink!"

Nakamura Ryo, with his eyes hazy, put his arms around Ogawara's neck and let out another drunken growl.

On the side, Satoji, who was playing with a small porcelain cup, looked at Fang Yufan and suddenly asked, "Mr. Fang Yufan, are you from Huaxia?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Oda just raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips while leaning back and drinking a small cup of sake.

Fang Yufan also played with the small wine glass in front of him and replied with a smile: "Yes, I am indeed from China."

Satoji nodded when he heard the words, then lowered his head and did not speak.Except for a few people he was acquainted with, he usually showed a taciturn appearance.

Oda, who was going to pour another glass of wine, found that the bottle was empty, so he raised his head and asked, "I think we'll finish drinking here today. My sister is still at home waiting for news from me!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chuanyuan, who was tortured by Ryoshi Nakamura, hurriedly echoed: "I have no objection at all! Besides, there are still things to do in the gang tonight!"

Seeing Kichi Sato and Jiro Takahashi who were sitting across from him put down their wine glasses, Fang Yufan followed suit and put the glasses in their hands on the table.

"Boss, check out!"

Takahashi Jiro raised a thick arm and raised his voice.

Feeling the stack of banknotes in his pocket, Fang Yufan got up and said, "I invite you!" Well, I hope the store here will accept Huaxia coins!

Xiao Tian just waved his hand to stop Fang Yufan from taking out the money and said with a straight face: "There is no reason to ask customers to pay!"

While the two were arguing over who should pay the bill, the dark-skinned tavern owner walked over with a smile on his face.

"Boss, how much?" "How much?"

Fang Yufan and Xiaotian Gang asked almost in unison.

The store owner waved his hands still smiling and said, "Hehe, since all of you brothers are Jiro's friends, this meal is free!"

The two people who were scrambling to pay each other stopped their movements when they heard the words.

"You know him?" Takeshi Oda looked at Takahashi Jiro with a rather reserved expression on his face at the moment with surprise.But there's no reason why Jiro doesn't know people he knows!

But Fang Yufan muttered in his heart: Could it be that this place is still the site of the Iron Knife Society?Otherwise, how could the store put up a free sign!
Takahashi Jiro raised his eyebrows, and then remained silent with a reserved look on his face.

On the other hand, Nakamura Ryoto heard the drunken eyes and said, "Old boss, you are too much, right? That guy Takahashi Takahashi helped you once, why didn't I say it was free when I came here?"

"So it is!"

After listening to Ryo Nakamura's intermittent words, Goda Oda nodded in understanding, and then took out his hand from his pocket.

While taking it, he also winked at Fang Yufan.And the latter breathed a sigh of relief and almost got stuck in his throat!

Fang Yufan, who accidentally saw that there were only a few coins in Oda Takeshi's pocket, shook his head lightly, dumbfounded: This guy is quite interesting!He obviously didn't have any money in his pocket, yet he still had to compete with himself to pay for it in a serious manner!

However, after thinking that the money he planned to pay was also a stack of Huaxia coins, he blinked and stopped talking.

"Big brothers, come here more often in the future!"

Amid the earnest farewell sound from the store, everyone reeking of alcohol walked out of the tavern one by one.

"Hey, today's trip was not in vain!" Ogawara said happily, "If you have a drink, you don't have to pay for it! I said Takahashi, you should come here often in the future!"

"It's a good idea!" Takahashi Jiro, who was supporting Ryo Nakamura forward, said with contempt in his eyes, "I just helped the boss deal with a few gangsters, and I can't rely on others for nothing just because of this matter. Drink for nothing!"

"Takahashi is right!" Gogo Oda, who was supporting Ryo Nakamura on the other side, turned his head to look at Masashi Ogawara and said, "You just think too much about money!"

"Tch, it's hard to live without money!" Ogawara muttered in a low voice.

After Fang Yufan glanced at Satoji who had been silent all the time, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Oda Takeshi, Sato Yoshi, Takahashi Jiro, Nakamura Ryo, Ogawara, from the few words he heard in the tavern just now, he easily got a simple message.

These five people should be a relatively powerful small group in the Iron Sword Society.

Oda Takeshi is a person who values ​​loyalty and responsibility, but he has such a convincing light leadership temperament; Takahashi Jiro and Nakamura Ryo, with strong limbs and abundant blood in their bodies, undoubtedly have the qualifications to become top thugs Good conditions; Ogawara, who looks useless on the surface, but he is quite clever; as for Sato Kichi
Master, aide, and think tank are the titles for people like him.

With the strength that the Green Bamboo Gang possesses at this time, it can easily destroy everything in the Iron Knife Society.Well, idleness is idleness anyway, do you want to help Oda's big brother who just sat in the Iron Sword Society to play?

When the five of them thought of the members of the Green Bamboo Gang who were completely under their control, and then thought of Fang Yufan, who was going to play a part in the ancient spirit's underworld, they suddenly laughed evilly.

In the endless night sky, clusters of dark gray clouds moved slowly forward.It was 01:30 in the morning, and the noisy city had gradually fallen into calm.

In a corner of the city of Guling, in a desolate industrial area, a large black crowd suddenly poured out.

Through the light shining from nowhere, it can be seen that this is a group of black-clothed men with black eyes shining and a faint yin energy all over their bodies.

Near the end of the crowd, there were one or two hundred strange figures with mutilated limbs and a strong dead air flowing around them.

Fortunately, this industrial area was built in a sparsely populated suburb, otherwise, if someone who got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night saw such a group of people with strange shapes and ghostly expressions wandering on the road, he would definitely turn pale in shock and exclaim " Biohazard!

The crowd galloped silently and quickly towards the sea along the spacious road, and the leader in front of the team was the big brother Mitsui Ichiro of the Green Bamboo Gang!
Following closely behind him are the second and third leaders of the gang, Yoshikawa Fuji and Ishida Takeshi.

After driving tirelessly for half an hour, the crowd appeared on a flat beach.Not far away, the sound of waves beating gently on the beach can be clearly heard.

After the gloomy Green Bamboo Gang arrived at the beach, they stood neatly in a square formation like an army that had undergone thousands of trainings.

The one fighting in the front is Mitsui Ichiro, whose whole body is filled with a faint yin energy.

Suddenly, a hurricane blew up in the dark night sky, and immediately, a tall and straight figure slowly fell from under the night, like an abyssal demon god, surrounded by a cloud of ghostly black air.

The Green Bamboo Gang headed by Ichiro Mitsui, under the blowing of the sea breeze, bowed towards the tall and straight figure that landed on the beach and said loudly, "Your Majesty is welcome!"

Straightening his body, he looked at the group of green bamboo gang members in front of him, and Fang Yufan, who flew directly from Guling City with Yujian, sighed in a low voice with some complacency: "Well, it seems like that Son!"

However, when he saw that among the phalanx of more than a thousand people, the strongest was only infinitely close to the early stage of Lingxu, his sword eyebrows could not help but slightly frowned.

Suddenly, a faint black air quickly flashed from Fang Yufan's cheek.

Immediately afterwards, the black crowd suddenly moved silently.Then, gray figures with mutilated limbs and rickety walks stepped out of the crowd.

"Fuck! This is clearly a dead person!"

Looking at the gray and white faces in front of him, Fang Yufan sucked in an annoyed breath.

Even though he knew that these 190 nine people who were indistinguishable from the dead were the product of the failure of soul control: the living dead!
But the memory of the old ancestor Xuanming did not say that the living dead produced after the failure of soul control would have such a virtue!

All of them were not breathing, and their exposed skin showed a piercing paleness!Coupled with pieces of dry flesh and blood that fell from its body from time to time

Tsk tsk tsk, thank goodness I don't have a heart attack, otherwise, seeing so many lifeless things all of a sudden on such a dark seaside, I would have been terrified!

"Hey, no matter what, your lives were indirectly destroyed in my hands!"

Waving his hand and taking out the Soul Eater from the storage space, and sighing softly, Fang Yufan's brows flashed with inspiration, and then a gloomy, smoky sea breeze blew out of nowhere on the beach!
"Death is death! In the next life, don't be a gangster again! Oh, I'm wrong, after failing to control the soul, the soul will directly turn into an evil spirit, and there will be no next life at all!"

While muttering in a low voice, Fang Yufan aimed the Soul Eater at those gray figures without any breath of life.

"woo woo woo woo"

Over the cold sandy beach, there was a piercing ghost howling sound.

At the same time, strands of gray air currents exuding strong yin energy broke free from those figures without arms and legs, and poured into the skull of the Soul Eater with strange howls.

Feeling the bursts of sinister energy rushing towards his face, Fang Yufan laughed at himself in a low voice with a strange smile on his face: "Fuck! Why do I feel more and more like an evil cultivator!"

"Hehe, everything is an illusion, the self is the most important thing!"

Sensing the authentic Daoist true energy flowing in the meridians in his body, he sang a few lines with a bit of elegance in his evil spirit, with strands of jade-colored luster flashing frequently between his brows.

(End of this chapter)