When Ye Feng came back, he glanced with his consciousness and found that the three of them, Long Wan'er, were gathered upstairs, as if they were discussing something. As for the boy from Tai Chi Hall, he was still asleep in bed.
In the courtyard of the building, there were five young men who looked like gangsters, climbing over the courtyard wall and entering the house.
"I just informed Mr. Wang that he will bring someone here soon. Let's do things beautifully before then!"
"Boss, do you really want to kill someone?"
"Nonsense, now that there is a tsunami here, just kill them and throw them into the sea. Do you know how much remuneration Mr. Wang will give us after the event is completed? One million! We brothers will share it equally, each of us will get 200,000, but we just killed one person. , still unnoticed, no one will find out... "
In fact, what Wang Shaodong told the boss was two million, but of course the boss took the extra one million himself.
For the little gangsters like them in Xiangshan County, let alone two million, even two hundred thousand is enough to make them work hard for them!
Ye Feng did not step forward. He had not taken this kind of gangster seriously yet. Even if the five of them held iron rods in their hands, they would definitely not be Long Wan'er's opponent.
He hid outside the building, firstly to see how Long Wan'er and the others would respond, and secondly, he discovered another person with a mysterious and unique appearance.
The man was wearing a black windbreaker and carrying a small crossbow behind his back. He looked very cool. He was standing alone on the top of a forest hill, in the heavy rain, but he didn't even frown.
"Who is this guy?"
Ye Feng did not take the initiative to step forward. Although the man in his spiritual sense had no cultivation level, he felt a sense of danger. Faced with unknown and weird gadgets, Ye Feng felt that it was better to be cautious.
As soon as his consciousness swept away, he heard that Nanfang in the building seemed to recognize this guy, so he thought about it and decided to meet up with Long Wan'er and the others first.
At this time, the five gangsters holding iron rods had already sneaked into the building. After passing through the cold water reaching their knees, they shook their heads and stepped onto the stairs to the second floor.
At this moment, two "bang bangs" came from upstairs, as if something was broken. Immediately afterwards, pieces of glass came at the five gangsters on the stairs one after another!
In the dark and humid corridor, the five gangsters were holding flashlights. They had no time to react before large and small pieces of glass penetrated into their bodies, causing screams to spread all over the place!
It was the South that took action.
He had just learned the Ghost Crying Knife technique, but there was no throwing knife around, so he could only break two beer bottles, use the glass bottle fragments as throwing knives, and throw them down.
Martial arts are different from immortal arts. The practice of immortal arts requires a certain level of cultivation, but until now, Ye Feng has never seen any martial arts that require a certain level of cultivation.
As long as you have the secret book and inner energy, you can practice!
However, the effect of martial arts is closely related to the cultivation level. Now the southern cultivation level is very low, and the glass bottle fragments thrown are not very powerful, they are only slightly stronger than ordinary people.
But it was enough to beat the shit out of five gangsters.
"Fuck! That kid is right up there!"
"Boss, I was shot in the leg!"
"Hit your sister's gun! Get something to block her and rush forward!"
A group of people endured the wounds caused by the broken glass bottles and decided to fight for 200,000 yuan! They ran downstairs, lifted a table, held it in front of them like a shield, and hurried upstairs.
The five people had pieces of glass inserted into their bodies, and blood was constantly flowing out, but they didn't care. In their eyes, only the two hundred thousand were left calling them.
However, when they were about to arrive upstairs, there was a sudden scream from a girl, and then a strong force hit the Eight Immortals table they were holding, as if someone had kicked them hard.
A violent force passed through the table to the five gangsters. They were already seriously injured and immediately couldn't hold on. They could no longer hold the table and rolled down the stairs one by one.
This was Long Wan'er's move. Although she had turned into a cultivator, she was still very familiar with the Long family's subduing dragon kick technique. She could kick the gangsters over with a single move of the divine dragon's tail.
"roll."
A cold voice came up from downstairs, but it was Ye Feng who walked in, picked up the five gangsters, and threw them out of the yard. They fell heavily into the water that covered his knees, splashing with ice. of sea water.
Ye Feng didn't want to kill such a non-threatening bastard, so he could get his own hands dirty. Just now, Nanfang's hand and Long Wan'er's kick caused the true energy to enter the body and seriously injured five people. It would be better if they didn't become disabled.
"Ye Feng."
Only then did Long Wan'er realize that Ye Feng was back. She made a sound of surprise and ran downstairs on her little feet.
Ye Feng was used to it in the world of cultivating immortals. He always protected himself from being detected by other people's spiritual consciousness. Long Wan'er was not able to detect him for a while.
"Go up first, let's discuss something."
Ye Feng smiled, opened his hands, and hugged the girl who flew over. Smelling the girly fragrance on her body gave him a warm feeling.
"Um."
Long Wan'er nodded and held on to his neck.
Ye Feng had no choice but to carry her upstairs. At this time, Shu Shu and Nanfang were lighting a candle in a nearby bedroom. When the tide hit, the house had no electricity and had to use candles for lighting.
Seeing Ye Feng coming in with Long Wan'er in his arms, Shu Shu covered her mouth and smiled: "Sit down quickly, how are you? Are you not hurt?"
"fine."
Ye Feng shook his head. He had almost healed the bone-breaking punch on his shoulder. Although it still hurts a little bit, it doesn't affect my movements.
Wounds like this can be easily treated with holy healing. In the world of immortality, there are many types of wounds, such as injuries caused by black ice energy, lava energy, star power, etc., but these cannot be solved by holy healing.
"Nangfang, who is the guy in the black windbreaker outside?"
As soon as Ye Feng entered the room, he immediately asked Nanfang.
"Exorcist Nicostin, one of the top 100 killers in the world, and a member of the Viper organization."
Nanfang said in a solemn tone.
"Viper?"
Ye Feng was stunned.
"Brother Ye, I have something to say."
Nanfang said: "Since you are the masked man Mo Jiuge, then the black man you killed outside the highway last time was a member of the Viper. This is an international killer organization that has recruited many masters. This exorcist Nicholas Ding is a gold medal killer of Viper!"
"Then what is he doing here?"
Ye Feng frowned slightly.
"If my guess is correct, his target is you, Brother Ye."
Nanfang said with certainty: "Viper lost people in your hands, so naturally this place must be recovered..."
"Is he great?"
Long Wan'er was tired of being in Ye Feng's arms and asked a key question.
When Nanfang heard this, he immediately smiled bitterly: "I don't know his strength, but it is said that Nicostin once took a mission and came to China and killed the notorious wanted criminal in the martial arts world at that time, the Star Blood Blade!"
"What, Xingchen Blood Blade has been practicing for forty years, and he was given it by that guy..."
Long Wan'er suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed.
However, at this moment, Ye Feng and Long Wan'er noticed at the same time that the exorcist in black trench coat standing outside in the rain on the hilltop suddenly started to move towards the building where they were standing!