Super Golden Eye

Aware of the crisis in his situation, Fang Yang couldn't help feeling anxious. When I was distracted, cuts were made on my left arm and lower abdomen. Although not fatal, it made Fang Yang, who was already in danger, more strenuous.

The two assassins seemed to have sensed Fang Yang's anxiety and couldn't help being bolder, completely leaving Fang Yang here!

In a hurry, Fang Yang stretched out his hand and took out the satchel he got from Wu Yuanzheng's study, and threw it out vigorously: "Don't you just want this? Give it to you!"

Fang Yang threw very hard, he believed that the reason why these two people would chase him was because of this satchel!

Sure enough, seeing Fang Yang throwing his bag, the two killers jumped up almost at the same time to grab. Taking advantage of this fleeting gap, Fang Yang turned and ran!

Now Fang Yang doesn't dare to have any fluke mentality anymore, he just wants to buy more time to survive the disaster!

But soon, the two assassins discovered that the contents were wrong, threw their bags to the ground, and chased them down in a rage.

Fang Yang smiled bitterly, he couldn't hold on for long. Obviously feel that the golden compass in the body is turning more and more slowly, and the power of Feng Shui that can be mobilized is decreasing.

After running out less than two miles away, Fang Yang only felt the strong wind coming from his back, and he only leaned his body to the side. He was knocked into the air by a palm and fell heavily to the ground!

Although Fang Yang turned around as much as possible to avoid a part of his palm strength, he still suffered a very serious internal injury. After all, this was a full blow from a heaven-ranked master, and it was no trivial matter.

Although Fang Yang had fallen to the ground and couldn't help vomiting blood, he didn't even have the strength to stand up. The two assassins still didn't dare to be careless and approached him cautiously.

Finally, a killer put the long blade in his hand on Fang Yang's neck and asked hoarsely: "Say! Where did you hide that thing?!"

Fang Yang didn't even have the strength to sit up, and simply lay directly on the ground: "Ahem, what? Don't you say it, how do I know what you are talking about."

The assassin stepped on Fang Yang's chest and said viciously: "Don't pretend to be garlic! What did you take from the ceiling of the Wu family study? Hand it over! Maybe you can leave a whole body!"

"Crack~"

Three ribs were broken by one foot. No matter how strong Fang Yang was, he couldn't help groaning in pain, "Huh~ I'm sorry, I think you are looking for the wrong person."

I have given you what you want. If you say no, then I don't know what you want. "

The assassin on the side said impatiently: "See how long you can hold on! Second brother, show him some color."

"Okay, you asked for this! Wait until I cut off your fingers and toes one by one, and see if your mouth is hard or not!"

A ruthless color flashed in the eyes of the assassin stepping on Fang Yang, and he swung a knife to cut Fang Yang's left little finger!

Fang Yang was completely unable to move now, and was in the weakening period after he was relieved. He could only glared and watched the sharp steel knife slash towards his fingers!

Just as Fang Yang’s skin could feel the cold air coming from the blade, when his fingers were about to be cut off, he only heard a sound of "clang~", and the steel knife that was slashed down was volleyed into the air. The stone interrupted from it!

The assassin who stepped on Fang Yang hadn't reacted yet, he only felt a flower in front of him, and then he was hit hard in his chest, as if he had been hit by a train, and he flew out in an instant, his entire chest collapsed, and he obviously couldn't live long.

A grey-clothed Taoist appeared next to Fang Yang, his beard and hair were all white, he put a pill into Fang Yang's mouth first, and then asked with concern:

"Fang Yang, are you hurt badly? I'm sorry, Grandpa came late and made you suffer so much."

It was his grandfather, Fang Chen, the owner of the previous Fang family, who rescued the Yang from the moment of crisis. Since leaving Fang's house with Fang Yang, Fang Chen's whereabouts have been erratic, no one knows where he is and what he is going to do.

Seeing his closest and closest person guarding his side since childhood, long-term miss and grievance made Fang Yang's eyes moist, and his voice choked: "Grandpa...I miss you so much!"

Fang Chen comfortedly reached out and stroked Fang Yang's hair: "You are fine, fine. Although Grandpa is not by your side, he has been paying attention to you.

It’s really not easy for you to carry so many things on your own. Grandpa can't help you! "

Tears were already swirling in the eye box, Fang Yang took a sharp breath and blinked to prevent the tears from falling out: "Grandpa, do you want to leave?"

Fang Chen nodded softly: "Well, this time I happened to be in the imperial capital. I rushed over when I got news that you were in trouble. Fortunately, I came in time. If a few seconds later at night, I'm afraid I will hate myself for the rest of my life!"

The two of them chatted there, completely ignoring the assassin who stood still behind. Seeing that his companion was no longer angry, the last assassin quietly moved back two steps.

No one seemed to notice him. As soon as the killer turned to escape, he heard Fang Chen's cold voice: "You take another step, and you are ready to go underground with your companions!"

The assassin's foot stepped out, and he dared not move anymore. He was deeply afraid of Fang Chen's strength just now. There is no doubt about its authenticity!

Turning around stupidly, the killer asked bitterly, "How can you let me go?"

Fang Chen didn't even turn his head: "It depends on what my baby grandson thinks. As long as he is satisfied, you can go anytime!"

There was a trace of despair in the killer's eyes. Just now, their attitude of Yang Fang, can they still expect to be turned away by the net? At least the killer asks himself, it is absolutely impossible to replace it with himself.

After taking Fang Chen's pill, Fang Yang felt a warm air current rise in his body, making him much more comfortable.

Slowly sat up from the ground, Fang Yang looked at the killer: "Do you think I will definitely kill you?"

The killer was a little surprised: "Isn't it? We chased you for so long, would you still let me go?"

Fang Yang took a breath: "Of course, as long as you tell me who instigated you to come, and for whom you are selling your life, then I can let you go!"

The assassin's expression was a little shaken, and he couldn't help but ask: "Really? If I tell you, can I really let me go?"

Fang Yang chuckled: "Hehe, I always do what I say. The opportunity is given to you. Whether you can grasp it or not depends on yourself."

The assassin’s face was uncertain, and after a while, he raised his head abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll tell you all! The one who sent our brother over to deal with you was...ah~~"

Before he finished speaking, the assassin suddenly paled, covered his head with his hands and fell to the ground in pain, his entire face was hideous, and his whole body convulsed.

In less than two minutes, the killer stopped completely. Soon, his body slowly expanded, and a rustling sound could be heard vaguely.

Just when Fang Yang was still wondering what the sound was, he saw the killer's clothes suddenly collapsed, and countless insects poured out of his body, quickly consuming his flesh!

Although Fang Yang didn't have intensive phobia, he felt a little sick in his stomach after watching the scene. He turned to ask Fang Chen, "Grandpa, what kind of bug is this? Why is it so powerful?"

Fang Chen said solemnly, "It should be the brain-eating cup and one of the Miao border secret techniques. I thought it had been lost, but I didn't expect to see it here!"