Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin went back to the hotel without staying any longer. When he saw Ren Yufei chatting happily with Jingzi, his hanging heart was finally completely put back in his stomach, and he exchanged a few warm words of concern with Master Luo, who had just arrived. .

After learning everything about Fang Lin going to the Koga Sect, the three of them were also in a state of sadness. They really did not expect that Furukawa Kazusa would be so cunning and difficult to deal with.

"Anyway, it can be considered as a good blow to the prestige of the Koga sect. Xiao Meng is so smart, I believe she will find out that we have arrived from the clues of escaping in a hurry, and it is not completely without gain.

By the way, when you went to Kogapa, I had already selected several good locations suitable for opening a store. If nothing happens, you can come with me to confirm it after lunch! You might as well get the contract by the way, after all, you are the boss. "

After a brief silence, Ren Yufei said very optimistically.

Ren Yufei could make the decision and handle this kind of thing by herself, but Fang Lin knew that she was actually trying to comfort him, so he did not refuse.

Although he failed to bring Su Xiaomeng out successfully, Fang Lin actually didn't feel any sense of loss in his heart because he had already been mentally prepared for this, and he was by no means the kind of person who couldn't bear any blow.

The Koga sect has been established in Japan for thousands of years, and there are naturally many masters. How can it be so easy to deal with? The reason for doing this is to beat them and never let them go so smoothly.

At Ren Yufei's suggestion, in order to take care of Jingzi's taste, Master Luo also wanted to experience exotic customs, so everyone finally chose a nearby Japanese-style restaurant.

"Who is Fang Lin?"

Just when the four of them had just enjoyed their meal and were about to take a short rest and go back to the hotel, suddenly a young man dressed in Japanese clothes strode over.

The young man stepped on the dining table with one foot, even his eyebrows were filled with arrogance, and finally his eyes were fixed on Ren Yufei.

, said in Japanese language with a squinting look.

Unlike China, the Japanese customarily sit cross-legged to enjoy food, so the dining table is also very short, so it is not unusual for men to step on it.

Although Master Luo and Ren Yufei couldn't understand the Japanese language, they could understand it once they saw this posture.

The man's arrogant attitude immediately made Master Luo feel unhappy. If Fang Lin's eyes hadn't stopped him, he would have pressed the bastard to the ground and rubbed him without hesitation.

Shunyan Fang Lin also took a brief look at the man. He was in his twenties or thirty-four years old. He was not tall and looked very ordinary. He was like the common street gangsters in China, with colorful hair.

"I am, who are you? What do you want from me?" Fang Lin replied casually in Japanese.

"You have no control over who I am. Our boss wants to see you and says he has a big gift for you. Come with me!

By the way, this beauty is pretty good, so I’ll take her with me too. The boss will definitely like her, and maybe the gift for you will be even bigger. "

Glancing at Fang Lin, seeing how thin he was, the man immediately sneered subconsciously, and his attitude became even more arrogant.

"Since it's a gift, there's no point in having someone come to pick it up. Of course, let your boss deliver it yourself."

The man's words undoubtedly touched Fang Lin's backside instantly, and his brows frowned for a moment. But Fang Lin did not make him pay the price immediately as usual, but said coldly.

It's not that Fang Lin doesn't want to deal with him, but he really wants to see what this generous gift is? A self-righteous guy like this will naturally never stop being arrogant.

, so there is no rush.

"What? Let our boss deliver it? Did I hear you right? Who do you think you are? Do you deserve to have our boss deliver the gift himself?

Boy, are you afraid you don’t know how to write the word “death”? "

Sure enough, Fang Lin's words instantly made the man very angry. He slapped his hand on the dining table and roared angrily.

Restaurants are usually full of people coming and going. The man didn't move much before, so he didn't attract anyone's special attention.

But the sudden heavy sound immediately attracted the attention of most people. But after taking a look at the man, everyone immediately pretended to turn a blind eye and buried their heads in silence. Even the store owner I hurriedly hid under the cashier counter, not even daring to breathe.

In fact, this phenomenon is not surprising. One look at the man's attire and it is clear that he is not a good person. Most people naturally do not want to get themselves into trouble at will, so avoiding him is naturally the best choice.

From everyone's reaction, it is not difficult for anyone to guess that this man must have a lot of power in the local area, and he must often bully others.

"Then you can teach me how to write."

However, this was not what Fang Lin cared about, and he didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he looked like he was just watching the excitement and said it was not a big deal, with a playful smile.

At the moment when he slapped the palm, the man was actually stunned for a few seconds.

According to his budget, if this slap continues, the restaurant will definitely tilt towards him. Judging from the position, the other end will definitely hit Fang Lin's jaw hard, so as to give him a little color first.

But what disappointed and puzzled the man was that the dining table didn't move at all. But under Fang Lin's provocative eyes and words, the anger completely occupied his entire mind in an instant. How could he care about this small thing?

Something's wrong?

"That's what I mean."

After all, he is a member of a mixed society, so he must not lose his face and dignity. Otherwise, how can he be so feared by everyone in the future?

Anger completely took over everything, and the man didn't think too much about anything? After scolding angrily, his abdomen sank slightly, he raised his fist and hit Fang Lin on the head.

"Ah...eldest...eldest sister, spare...spare my life..."

"You are not qualified to take action against Mr. Fang."

Fang Lin didn't move at all. After a crisp sound, a scream like a slaughtered pig instantly echoed through every corner of the restaurant. When everyone looked around with astonishment on their faces, they saw that the man who was so arrogant just now was already kneeling on the ground.

Moreover, there was a young and beautiful woman beside him, who broke his other arm with a backhand and made a crunching sound.

"Jingzi, he's begging for mercy, just let him go!"

Just as everyone was stunned by the scene before them, Fang Lin said calmly with a kind smile.

"If Mr. Fang hadn't interceded on your behalf, you would have had no choice but to writhe away like an insect from now on."

Although Jingzi was very puzzled as to why Fang Lin wanted to plead for him, she immediately let go of the man's legs that were about to be broken by her and said coldly.

"Many... many thanks, Mr. Fang..."

The heart-piercing pain had already made the man's mind go blank. He didn't even think about whether Fang Lin had really good intentions, he just hurriedly expressed gratitude.

"Thank you, no need. You should teach me how to write the word "death" first!"

Just when the man was as ecstatic as if he had received amnesty, the smile on Fang Lin's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he said coldly.