Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The fate of the rich young man in the capital also proves the cruelty of Nanfu. In everyone's eyes, that was Fang Lin's next ending.

"According to Director Jin, am I doomed? But, I don't know how you plan to help me?" Fang Lin asked calmly and with interest.

Without even seeing him take action, the two sturdy men flew several meters away and their lives were uncertain. Fang Lin's ability was absolutely terrifying.

A week ago, Kim Junsu suffered a thrilling assassination, but luckily survived. Compared with Fang Lin's skills, his bodyguard's skills pale into insignificance, so he had the idea of ​​hiring Fang Lin.

A week has passed. Although Jin Junxiu has called the police, he has also used all available connections. But the murderer is still at large, and he is sure that the killer will never let him go so easily, so he must have a reliable supporter by his side.

Fang Lin's appearance was the only light in his dark life this week.

"I admire your ability very much, and I have some connections with Young Master Nanfu. As long as I come forward, Nanfu will still give me this face. The premise is that you must agree to be my personal bodyguard.

You can rest assured that I will never treat you badly. As long as you agree, how about a monthly salary of five hundred thousand? "

A monthly salary of 500,000 yuan is a level beyond the reach of ordinary professional managers. Let alone saving his life, Jin Junxiu couldn't think of any reason why Fang Lin could refuse, so he spoke even more angrily.

"Okay! I want to see how much face Director Jin has." ??

Five hundred thousand, for Fang Lin, is just a profit calculated in seconds. Nanfu was originally here for them.

However, Fang Lin really wanted to see the power of Master Jin. If it was as powerful as he said, it would be worth getting to know him. So, he said with a hint of ridicule.

"Then you don't have to worry at all, Nantian and I

Young Master Ren is a close friend, and it only takes one sentence to solve your trivial matter..." Jin Junxiu said, patting his chest with confidence.

"I heard that someone dared to come to my Nanfu territory to cause trouble? I wonder who took the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage? If you have the ability, stand up and let my aunt take a look."

Before Jin Junxiu could finish feeling proud, a cold female voice penetrated from the inner room before anyone could see him.

As soon as the female voice remembered it, everyone present except Fang Lin trembled and subconsciously took two steps back. They were all as quiet as ice, with their heads lowered, and even their breathing became cautious.

In just a few dozen seconds, a tall, cold-faced beauty wearing leather clothes, leather pants, and studded shoes walked quickly into the middle of the crowd with a murderous look.

The woman was about 27 or 28 years old. Putting aside her neutral dress and heavy brushwork, Fang Lin felt that she was indeed a beauty based on her exquisite facial features and tall figure of 1.8 meters.

"Hmph... A young boy is asking for help. What a bunch of useless things. Are you eating shit when I raise you in Nanfu?"

After simply glancing at Fang Lin, the woman snorted with disdain, then glared viciously at the twenty or thirty thugs and scolded him angrily.

Once he saw the thugs and players who were so frightened that they dared not raise their heads and were shivering, Fang Lin knew that this woman must have a high profile.

Finally, Fang Lin's eyes stopped on Jin Junxiu. He was already pale with fright. If it weren't for the gambling table leaning against him and his trembling legs, he might have fallen to his knees.

"Director Jin, didn't you say you wanted to ensure that I left safely?"

Thinking of the boast he had just boasted proudly, Fang Lin couldn't help but reveal an imperceptible sneer and joked.

"Shut up... shut up, I... I don't know you."

Fang Lin's words were so frightening that Jin Junxiu's legs weakened, his body became half shorter, and he yelled in panic.

His words made Fang Lin want to laugh again, but he was interrupted by Ouyang Lin's message.

The moment the woman appeared, Fang Lin already knew that she was not simple, so he secretly took a photo and sent it to Ouyang Lin, and told him not to come out for the time being.

From Ouyang Lin's information, Fang Lin learned that the woman's name was Nan Tiexin, who was the only daughter of the master of Nan Mansion and Nan Tianren's biological sister.

Because Nan Mansion has always had a small population, Nan Tiexin was almost always raised as a boy when he was born, whether it was his name or education.

Although she is a girl, Nan Tiexin has become famous in Xingzhou City since she was a child. At the age of fifteen, he has chosen two major martial arts schools in the Ouyang family.

When she grew up, she took over the Nanfu Casino business and became even more vicious. No fewer than fifty troublemakers fell under her hands, ranging from severed limbs to paralyzed in bed.

"Iron...Iron Lady, this...this boy is very evil..." a thug reported in fear.

"Shut up, incompetence is incompetence, go away. Boy, are you going to do it yourself? Or let me take you to the hospital myself?"

With an angry look, Nan Tiexin turned back and kicked the thug away, then stared at Fang Lindao expressionlessly.

Similar to Fang Lin's move, a strong man who was fine just now smashed a big hole in the wall a few meters away with a scream. A mouthful of blood made him faint.

"since

How about doing it yourself? So what if you give it to me? "Fang Lin said calmly with a smile.

"Do it yourself, choose your own hands and feet. If this girl does it, your hands and feet will be useless."

With a casual wave, a small sharp knife flew out from Nan Tiexin's cuff, and stabbed firmly between Fang Lin's fingers on the table, with a cold look on his face.

"ah……"

"What a... What a precise technique."

"If the Iron Lady had even had a murderous intention just now, this kid would have already met the King of Hell!"

Seeing the buzzing and rapidly shaking sharp knife, her precise and skillful technique suddenly made the surrounding people scream, and most people almost even had their hearts jumped out of her fright.

The sharp knife did not penetrate three-thirds of the way into the wood, but only inserted about half a centimeter of the tip.

It seems to lack some strength, but people with a little knowledge know that this requires far more skills than directly inserting a sharp knife into the table.

It is not only necessary to ensure that the sharp knife is inserted firmly, but also to ensure that others can pull it out at will. Moreover, if there is a slight deviation between the middle finger and the middle finger, both fingers must be disabled.

"It would be too cruel to do it yourself. To be honest, I prefer a beautiful woman to do it for you with your white, jade-like hands."

His fingers were almost cut off, but Fang Lin still joked with a smile.

In fact, Fang Lin didn't worry about this at all, because it was easy for him to take his hand out at any time. It's just that he had already spotted the sharp knife's landing position, so he remained calm as usual.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

I have seen countless opponents who should have been scared to death and kowtowed for mercy in this posture. Fang Lin's calmness was indeed completely beyond Nan Tiexin's expectation. He actually felt a hint of admiration in his heart, but he still said coldly.