The Best Physiognomist

After destroying the five rooms where Wei Danmeng and other girls were imprisoned, Jiang Fengye, holding a gray sword in his hand, led the eighty-two girls and hurried to the end of the corridor.

Whether it was shattering the tempered glass door on the second floor with a single palm, or directly destroying the room where they were imprisoned with a gray sword condensed out of thin air.

The powerful strength that Jiang Fengye had just demonstrated not only brought a strong psychological and visual impact to the eighty-three young and beautiful girls, but also made them surge with the desire and expectation of freedom.

So, even if they were scared to death, even if they were in severe pain from the tearing of their injuries caused by walking, they still gritted their teeth and quickened their pace, following the seemingly ordinary boy in front of them, who actually made them admire him infinitely.

When they came to the end of the corridor, a gate locked by an iron chain became an obstacle for them to continue moving forward.

In response, Jiang Fengye, who did not stop at all, directly waved the gray sword in his hand, and an invisible sword energy split the gate.

But at the moment when the gate was smashed and fell to the ground, several painful screams came from under the gate.

"Ah, ah, ah...!"

Accompanied by the painful howls, the dim corridor was immediately illuminated by lights.

Looking up, although the long corridor in front of me is still there, it is completely different from the corridors I just passed.

The luxurious and atmospheric decoration, the rich and magnificent sculptures, and the soft and comfortable orange-yellow lights all give people a sense of luxury like entering a palace.

At the same time, in many private rooms on both sides of the corridor, some sexy young girls came in and out, or faint screams that made people feel their heartbeats accelerated.

Of course, what really attracted the attention of Jiang Fengye and the eighty-three girls were the dozen security guards standing behind the original gate, or perhaps the thugs who were watching the scene.

One of them had several scars on his face and a slightly protruding temple, giving people a fierce feeling. When he saw the eighty-three beautiful girls behind the thin boy, his face instantly darkened.

Especially when he saw Wei Danmeng standing next to the thin boy, a terrifying cold light flashed in his eyes.

When Wei Danmeng felt the terrifying cold light flashing in the eyes of the scarred man, she couldn't help but shuddered and instinctively approached Jiang Fengye.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" Feeling Wei Danmeng's trembling body, Jiang Fengye gently patted the back of her hand and comforted her in a low voice.

Jiang Fengye's comfort was like a shot of cardiac stimulant, which made Wei Danmeng calm down instantly. At the same time, she pointed at the scarred man in front of her and introduced him.

"Jiang Fengye, the bald man with scars on his face is called Zhou Qiang. He is not only Pan Shilong's absolute confidant, but also the son of the leader of the Iron Fist Sect."

"It is said that he is already a master of the internal force realm, and can kill dozens of elite thugs with his bare hands."

The Iron Fist Sect of the Wulin Sect, a master of the internal force realm!

Seeing that Wei Danmeng could actually understand the martial arts world and internal masters that ordinary people could hardly get in touch with, Jiang Fengye immediately realized that the Wei family behind her might not be just the high-ranking officials and wealthy families mentioned by Yang Guosheng.

However, whether it was a martial arts sect or a high-ranking official and wealthy family, in Jiang Fengye's eyes, there was no difference between them and ordinary forces and ordinary people.

So, he smiled indifferently and walked straight towards Zhou Qiang.

"Kill him for me!"

As Pan Shilong's absolute confidant, Zhou Qiang not only knew Wei Danmeng's true identity and origin, but also knew very well that after Wei Danmeng escaped from the bathing center, he would bring devastating disasters to Pan Shilong, the Pan family, and the Iron Fist Sect in the future.

So, when facing Jiang Fengye who was walking, he waved his hand to the dozen of his men behind him and ordered in a gloomy tone.

Except for the two young men who rushed to the front and barely had the strength of a small success in internal strength, the remaining dozen thugs were just ordinary elites.

Even if the sword is not blessed with the gray energy of the Dantian, the shock force carried by the gray sword itself is enough to shatter the souls and bodies of these thugs.

He did not want to cause too much trouble in the public eye, so as to avoid affecting the supernatural cases and practice that will be solved next.

Therefore, Jiang Fengye used his free right hand to easily knock out all the thugs with basic palm techniques, and appeared in front of Zhou Qiang with a faint smile on his face.

"Broken Wave Palm!"

Not only did he knock out a subordinate with one palm, but his pace did not change at all. The strength and means that Jiang Fengye just showed made Zhou Qiang immediately realize that the thin boy in front of him was definitely a powerful internal master.

Therefore, he did not dare to be careless at all, and immediately mobilized all the internal force in the Dantian to condense into his palms, and then performed the palm technique created by the master of the Iron Fist Sect.

Seeing the sound of water waves coming from the hands that were hitting quickly, Jiang Fengye's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised and stretched out his right hand, lightly and slowly greeted it.

"Boom!"

When the single palm met the double palm, a roar sounded in the slightly noisy corridor.

Accompanied by the strong roar, Zhou Qiang was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards for more than ten meters and hitting the ground heavily.

After that, he spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and looked at Jiang Fengye with a pale face, his eyes showing pain and despair.

Because the palm that Jiang Fengye just hit, not only broke the attack force formed by the Broken Wave Palm, but also directly destroyed his Dantian through the meridians of his arm, turning him into a useless waste.

"Let's go!"

Ignoring Zhou Qiang who was in pain and despair, Jiang Fengye warned the girls behind him and walked towards the end of the corridor.

When passing by a dozen unconscious thugs, thinking of some girls who were tortured and insulted by them, he raised his high heels with hatred in his eyes, and used his pointed heels to either step through their palms and arms or pierce their dragon and yang roots.

When he noticed the revenge methods of the girls behind him, although Jiang Fengye did not stop them out loud, he could not help but shudder, and decided to stay away from the girls who were full of hatred in his heart as much as possible in the future.

When he came to the end of the corridor and stretched out his hand to open the rolling door, Jiang Fengye found himself in the lobby on the first floor of the bath center.

On the north side of the lobby on the first floor are the elevators and stairs leading to the second floor.

On the west side of the lobby on the first floor are artificial ponds and bonsai.

On the south side of the lobby on the first floor is a rest area for guests to rest.

At this time, Yang Guosheng and four others were standing in front of the sofa in the rest area.

At this moment, He Li, the fierce security guard who had yelled at him, was standing in front of the cashier counter with two of his men, chatting with the beautiful girl.