Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

They thought they were arrogant enough, but they never expected that there was someone more arrogant than themselves in the world. Needless to say, there was no need to describe the anger in it. At this moment, the Japanese with the mustache wanted to cut Fang Lin into pieces.

But anger is anger, and Fang Lin took the initiative to give way. This was another opportunity that must not be missed for the Japanese people such as Mustache Hu.

Although they knew that since Fang Lin dared to do this, he must have someone to rely on. But if you don’t fight, you will die, and if you fight, you will die, so why not fight this one? When Zhu Mingcheng brings people down again, they will really have no chance.

"You asked for this."

After winking at several of his subordinates, the mustache's mouth immediately turned into a ferocious smile, and he said viciously.

Mustache Hu's meaning and plan couldn't be simpler. He would hold Fang Lin by himself while the other eight people tried their best to control the hostages. He could see that Ren Yufei and the old man were just ordinary people. As long as they entangled Fang Lin and Tieniu, they would be sure of victory.

After understanding the purpose of the mustache, not only his eight younger brothers had already rushed out, but Tieniu had also already taken a stance, ready to fight them.

The most threatening person at this time was naturally Fang Lin, so as soon as the younger brother got a look in his eyes, his mustache suddenly hit Fang Lin with a palm.

Faced with such a perfect plan of his, Mustache Hu was still very confident. But just when he struck out with his palm, several screams came from around him, which almost scared him to death.

Subconsciously, he turned back and looked to the side. It was okay not to look, but once he looked at it, the mustache instantly felt as desperate as falling into the abyss. The eight brothers who were so lively just now don’t know what’s going on? At this time, they all fell to the ground as hard as dead people.

There was a leak in the house, but it rained all night. After recovering for a while, Mustachio realized that another terrible thing had happened to him again.

Although the slap he just struck was not with all his strength, after all, the real purpose of the mustache was just to hold Fang Lin back. But even so, the power of this palm cannot be underestimated. Not to mention overwhelming, the power contained in it is enough to raze this hotel to the ground.

But just such a blow, which contained 80% of his power, was more exaggerated than sinking into the sea. It disappeared inexplicably without even the slightest sound or splash. Fang Linqu remained as steady as a mountain and did not move at all.

At this time, Mustache Hu completely understood that the gap between him and Fang Lin was really big, so as soon as he came to his senses, he immediately gave up his preparations to fight Fang Lin again, and ran away outside.

His idea was very simple. As long as he escaped to the dining area, no matter how powerful Fang Lin was, he would never dare to kill someone in public.

As Fang Lin pushed out the secret with a quick palm, Mustachio finally realized how naive his idea was.

A huge chill passed through his body like an ice pick. As soon as his feet moved, he fell to the ground like those eight men, with eyes wide open and endless fear.

"Awesome... awesome... awesome!"

Facing such a terrifying opponent, Tieniu was already prepared to die. Only then did he realize that until the nine masters who made him fearful fell to the ground, he didn't have time to make a single move.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Fang Lin's strength had improved by leaps and bounds beyond his imagination. Apart from these two words, Tieniu no longer knows what better words to use to describe his opponent.

His adoration and reverence.

"I'm really sorry for frightening Mr. Ren. It's not safe here. Can I arrange for someone to take you to the villa to rest first?"

A slight smile was his reply to Tieniu, and Fang Lin turned to face Ren Xundao seriously.

"With you here, there is nothing to be surprised about. It seems that today's things are a little beyond your control! Go and get busy! Just arrange a few people here."

As the chairman of Tianyu Group, what kind of storms has Ren Xun not experienced? From beginning to end, he acted calmly. The idea of ​​arranging a few people for protection was just to make Fang Lin feel at ease, so he just smiled calmly at this time.

What Mr. Ren said was actually correct. Today's events did not develop completely according to Fang Lin's plan. Logically speaking, Zhu Mingcheng should be the most trustworthy person among the Japanese in China. Unexpectedly, they would see through Zhu Mingcheng's rebellion and take action quietly.

Originally, according to Fang Lin's plan, he could clean up the dust for Mr. Ren at the Yanping Hotel, and then use his soul to leave the body to quickly settle the matter. Neither of them would be delayed, but the development of the situation still underestimated these Japanese people.

"Don't worry, there won't be any danger here. I'll come as soon as I go." All the Japanese in the store have been eliminated, and Fang Lin is naturally confident in making this guarantee.

"Go and do your work! I haven't seen you for a while with Yu Fei. It's just a good time for us, grandfather and grandson, to chat about home affairs."

After encountering so many Japanese attacks, Ren Xun naturally knew that this matter was not simple, so he smiled very understandingly.

After arranging for the waiter to re-serve the dishes, Fang Lin turned his mustache towards the private room on the fifth floor where Zhu Mingcheng and others were staying.

"Master Fang, I'm so sorry. It's my incompetence that has caused you trouble." Zhu Mingcheng didn't expect that he would fall into such a simple trick, so he bowed his head in shame when he saw Fang Lin.

"It has nothing to do with you, it's just that these Japanese are cunning. But what's the use of being cunning? Aren't they all lingering under our feet now?

By the way, there are eight ignorant people in my private room. Please arrange for someone to screw them all up! "

From beginning to end, Fang Lin had no intention of blaming Zhu Mingcheng, so he just smiled calmly.

"Those Japanese are very cunning. I think they will never come again. Alas, I missed a good opportunity to kill them all." After following Fang Lin's instructions, Zhu Mingcheng said with great regret.

"That's not necessarily the case." Fang Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a strange smile.

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Fang is quite confident. If there is any use for my little brother, just ask him, and he will be ready to fight with swords, mountains, and seas of fire."

Fang Lin's words made Zhu Mingcheng instantly shake off the gloom and said with surprise.

"This Japanese is doing evil in China. After being taught a lesson, let's hand it over to the authorities!

This guy with the ugliest mustache is the most disgusting. Let the brothers greet him properly and let go of his bad temper!

I think you have guessed my plan, don't be too cruel, let him have the ability to find his home, and don't arrange for people to follow him, I have my own way. "

After hearing Fang Lin's arrangement, Zhu Mingcheng suddenly became enlightened. He understood that Fang Lin wanted to use this guy to find the Japanese's lair, but he was still puzzled. Although not following him could make the Japanese let down their guard, how could they find someone? Isn’t this letting the tiger return to the mountain? They thought they were arrogant enough, but they never expected that there was someone more arrogant than themselves in the world. Needless to say, there was no need to describe the anger in it. At this moment, the Japanese with the mustache wanted to cut Fang Lin into pieces.

But anger is anger, and Fang Lin took the initiative to give way. This was another opportunity that must not be missed for the Japanese people such as the Eight-Character Hu.

Although they knew that since Fang Lin dared to do this, he must have someone to rely on. But if you don’t fight, you will die, and if you fight, you will die, so why not fight this one? When Zhu Mingcheng brings people down again, they will really have no chance.

"You asked for this."

After winking at several of his subordinates, the mustache's mouth immediately turned into a ferocious smile, and he said viciously.

Mustache Hu's meaning and plan couldn't be simpler. He would hold Fang Lin by himself while the other eight people tried their best to control the hostages. He could see that Ren Yufei and the old man were just ordinary people. As long as they entangled Fang Lin and Tieniu, they would be sure of victory.

After understanding the purpose of the mustache, not only his eight younger brothers had already rushed out, but Tieniu had also already taken a stance, ready to fight them.

The most threatening person at this time was naturally Fang Lin, so as soon as the younger brother's eyes moved, his mustache suddenly hit Fang Lin with a palm.

Faced with such a perfect plan, Mustache Hu was still very confident. But just when he struck out with his palm, several screams came from around him, which almost scared him to death.

Subconsciously, he turned back and looked to the side. It was okay not to look, but once he looked at it, the mustache instantly felt as desperate as falling into the abyss. The eight brothers who were so lively just now don’t know what’s going on? At this time, they all fell to the ground as hard as dead people. .??.

There was a leak in the house, but it rained all night. After recovering for a while, Mustachio realized that another terrible thing had happened to him again.

Although the slap he just struck was not with all his strength, after all, the real purpose of the mustache was just to hold Fang Lin back. But even so, the power of this palm cannot be underestimated. Not to mention overwhelming, the power contained in it is enough to raze this hotel to the ground.

But just such a blow, which contained 80% of his power, was more exaggerated than sinking into the sea. It disappeared inexplicably without even the slightest sound or splash. Fang Linqu remained as steady as a mountain and did not move at all.

At this time, Mustache Hu completely understood that the gap between him and Fang Lin was really big, so as soon as he came to his senses, he immediately gave up his preparations to fight Fang Lin again, and ran away outside.

His idea was very simple. As long as he escaped to the dining area, no matter how powerful Fang Lin was, he would never dare to kill someone in public.

As Fang Lin pushed out the secret with a quick palm, Mustachio finally realized how naive his idea was.

A huge chill passed through his body like an ice pick. As soon as his feet moved, he fell to the ground like those eight men, with eyes wide open and endless fear.

"Awesome... awesome... awesome!"

Facing such a terrifying opponent, Tieniu was already prepared to die. Only then did he realize that until the nine masters who made him fearful fell to the ground, he didn't have time to make a single move.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Fang Lin's strength had improved by leaps and bounds beyond his imagination. Apart from these two words, Tieniu no longer knows what better words to use to describe his opponent.

His adoration and reverence.

"I'm really sorry for frightening Mr. Ren. It's not safe here. Can I arrange for someone to take you to the villa to rest first?"

A slight smile was his reply to Tieniu, and Fang Lin turned to face Ren Xundao seriously.

"With you here, there is nothing to be surprised about. It seems that today's things are a little beyond your control! Go and get busy! Just arrange a few people here."

As the chairman of Tianyu Group, what kind of storms has Ren Xun not experienced? From beginning to end, he acted calmly. The idea of ​​arranging a few people for protection was just to make Fang Lin feel at ease, so he just smiled calmly at this time.

What Mr. Ren said was actually correct. Today's events did not develop completely according to Fang Lin's plan. Logically speaking, Zhu Mingcheng should be the most trustworthy person of the Japanese in China. Unexpectedly, they would have seen through Zhu Mingcheng's rebellion and took action quietly.

Originally, according to Fang Lin's plan, he could clean up the dust for Mr. Ren at the Yanping Hotel, and then use his soul to leave the body to quickly settle the matter. Neither of them would be delayed, but the development of the situation still underestimated these Japanese people.

"Don't worry, there will be no danger here. I'll come as soon as I go." All the Japanese in the store have been eliminated, and Fang Lin is naturally confident in making this guarantee.

"Go and do your work! I haven't seen you for a while with Yu Fei. It's just a good time for us, grandfather and grandson, to chat about home affairs."

After encountering so many Japanese attacks, Ren Xun naturally knew that this matter was not simple, so he smiled very understandingly.

After arranging for the waiter to re-serve the dishes, Fang Lin turned his mustache towards the private room on the fifth floor where Zhu Mingcheng and others were staying.

"Master Fang, I'm so sorry. It's my incompetence that has caused you trouble." Zhu Mingcheng didn't expect that he would fall into such a simple trick, so when he saw Fang Lin, he lowered his head in shame.

"It has nothing to do with you, it's just that these Japanese are cunning. But what's the use of being cunning? Aren't they all lingering under our feet now?

By the way, there are eight ignorant people in my private room. Please arrange for someone to screw them all up! "

From beginning to end, Fang Lin had no intention of blaming Zhu Mingcheng, so he just smiled calmly.

"Those Japanese are very cunning. I think they will never come again. Alas, I missed a good opportunity to kill them all." After following Fang Lin's instructions, Zhu Mingcheng said with great regret.

"That's not necessarily the case." Fang Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a strange smile.

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Fang is quite confident. If there is any use for my little brother, just ask him, and he will be ready to fight with swords, mountains, and seas of fire."

Fang Lin's words made Zhu Mingcheng instantly shake off the gloom and said with surprise.

"This Japanese is doing evil in China. After being taught a lesson, let's hand it over to the authorities!

This guy with the ugliest mustache is the most disgusting. Let the brothers greet him properly and let go of his bad temper!

I think you have guessed my plan, don't be too cruel, let him have the ability to find his home, and don't arrange for people to follow him, I have my own way. "

After hearing Fang Lin's arrangement, Zhu Mingcheng suddenly became enlightened. He understood that Fang Lin wanted to use this guy to find the Japanese's lair, but he was still puzzled. Although not following him could make the Japanese let down their guard, how could they find someone? Isn’t this letting the tiger return to the mountain?