The bald head originally brought a few men.
But after seeing Fang Yu's strength, where would those subordinates dare to step forward
The bald head was still begging for mercy, but Fang Yu suddenly raised his foot and kicked him on the chin.
"boom!"
With a scream of bald head, the whole person flew out, fell to the ground, his mouth was full of blood, and he fainted.
Fang Yu looked at Li Zhengrong condescendingly, raised his foot, and said, "Last time you sent a gunman and didn't kill me. Now, I will kill you instead."
Li Zhengrong opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of fear.
Fang Yu fell!
"Crack!"
There was a chilling sound of broken bones, and Li Zhengrong vomited a mouthful of blood, completely lost.
One of the strongest underground forces in Jianghai City, Li Zhengrong, die!
Inside the martial arts hall, it is still palpable and quiet.
Everyone looked at Fang Yu, their faces pale, and there was only fear in their eyes.
This young man is really terrible.
…
Fang Yu left the underground competition hall under the gaze of his eyes.
Instead of getting in Li Xiaomo's car, he chose to walk home.
He needs to think about something.
…
Long ago, Fang Yu's school was called Tiandaomen.
Fang Yu was brought into the sect by his master since he was fifteen years old, and has never left the Tiandao sect since.
The Tiandao Sect is not a big sect. There are only about 500 disciples in the whole sect.
Fang Yu's master is the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect.
After Fang Yu stepped on the road of cultivation for a thousand years, his master succeeded in crossing the catastrophe and ascended into a fairy.
Before leaving, the master handed over the position of head to Fang Yu's senior brother Lin Daochen.
After another thousand and two hundred years, Lin Daochen also succeeded in overcoming the catastrophe.
Before leaving, Lin Daochen gave Fang Yu the position of head, and instructed Fang Yu to take care of the five hundred disciples of the school.
Fang Yu didn't want to be the head, but he had no choice but to be the person with the highest seniority in the Heavenly Dao Sect at that time.
Nearly a hundred years passed.
One year, something went wrong.
A group of female disciples from Tiandaomen who had just entered the sect for less than five years, and were about fifteen years old, met disciples from Ziyan Palace when they were going out to practice.
Almost all of these female disciples and the elders who led them were raped and killed. Their bodies were thrown on the wilderness and burned to ashes by the disciples of Ziyan Palace using secret methods.
The only female disciple who escaped returned to Tiandaomen and told Fang Yu about this.
Fang Yu carried a long sword to the Ziyan Palace, killed ten elders and more than fifty disciples of Ziyan Palace, and seriously injured the head of Ziyan Palace.
If it wasn't for being stopped by someone sent by the so-called Righteous Path Alliance, Fang Yu would be able to destroy the Ziyan Palace that day!
That is also the one thing Fang Yu regrets the most so far.
If he can destroy the Ziyan Palace before the people from the Righteous Path Alliance arrive, there will be no other things.
Later, because Ziyan Palace died and did not admit that their disciples had done it, and the evidence had been destroyed by them, even the body was not left.
As a result, the Ziyan Palace was not convicted, but Fang Yu, who killed many of the Ziyan Palace disciples, was conclusively evidenced. He was arrested in a prison for two hundred years.
Before entering prison, Fang Yu entrusted a friend to help him take care of the Tiandaomen.
This friend is a woman who looks like Ji Rumei.
In the past two hundred years, there was a sect war outside.
The head of the Purple Flame Palace had always held a grudge against Fang Yu, so he took advantage of Fang Yu's absence and the chaos of the immortal world led a group of disciples to rush to the Heavenly Dao Sect.
There were not many disciples in the Tiandao Sect, and the overall strength was not at the same level as that of Ziyan Palace.
Overnight, the entire sky of Tiandaomen was covered with purple flames, and no disciple of Tiandaomen survived.
Fang Yu's friend, the woman, died in this battle in order to fulfill Fang Yu's commission.
After Fang Yu came out of the mountain prison, he returned to the Heavenly Dao Sect and saw nothing but ashes, without a trace of vitality.
So, he once again killed the Ziyan Palace.
This time, no one dared to stop him.
Fang Yu killed seven days and nights in the Ziyan Palace, without letting anyone off, and forced out the Supreme Elder of Ziyan Palace.
With serious injuries, Fang Yu fought against the Supreme Elder for a thousand rounds, and finally cut off the head of the Supreme Elder.
It's just that everything is too late.
…
Recalling this memory, Fang Yu only felt hostility rise.
Especially after discovering that Ziyan Palace still has a descendant today, his hostility can hardly be controlled.
He must find out all the descendants of Ziyan Palace, see one, kill one!
In the night, Fang Yu's eyes were extremely cold.
…
Southern Capital, Zheng Family.
Zheng Xiuchen sat in the study, squinting slightly, looking at Yang Yinzhu in front of him.
Yang Yinzhu's face was a little haggard, and his eye sockets were slightly red and swollen.
But before meeting Zheng Xiuchen, she put on makeup specially. So her face still looks seductive and glamorous, without blemishes.
"Ms. Yang Yinzhu, I am very sorry about your elder brother. But you want me to help you deal with Fang Yu. With all due respect, dealing with Fang Yu is not very good for me." Zheng Xiuchen smiled. , Said gently.
"Prince Zheng, my brother has such a good friendship with you..." Yang Yinzhu said with a slight change of face.
Zheng Xiuchen waved his hand and said, "Indeed, I and your brother are friends. But in today's world, feelings alone are not feasible. I need reasons for everything. And feelings are not a reason for me."
Yang Yinzhu bit his lip.
She had long heard that Young Master Zheng was an extremely demanding person with a rather cold temperament.
Seeing it now, it really is.
"Prince Zheng, if you agree to my request, I can make the Yang family an affiliated family of the Zheng family and give the Zheng family a 15% dividend every year." Yang Yinzhu gritted his teeth.
Letting the Yang family become an affiliate of another family is a very difficult decision for a proud person like Yang Yinzhu.
But she has no other way.
After Yang Jian was scrapped by Fang Yu, the Yang family almost collapsed.
As the Patriarch, Yang Shaorong is currently in a state of hysterics and cannot preside over the overall situation at all.
The Yang family now has no leader, and all work is at a standstill.
Only when Yang Yinzhu goes back can the military's mind be stabilized.
But Yang Yinzhu didn't dare to go back, she knew Fang Yu would not let her go easily.
Time is tight now, and Yang Yinzhu has no other choice but to use his huge profits to win the assistance of the Zheng family.
"Fifteen percent... I'm afraid it's not enough. Our Zheng family has many affiliated families, and they pay at least 25% of their profits every year." Zheng Xiuchen said with a smile.
Twenty-five percent!
It's like a lion's mouth!
Moreover, Zheng Xiuchen's use of the word tribute deeply hurt Yang Yinzhu's self-esteem.
Yang Yinzhu's face was ugly, his red lips were tightly bitten, and his heart was extremely aggrieved.
"Of course, for the sake of Miss Yang, I can give you a discount. Your Yang family only needs to contribute 20% of the profit." Zheng Xiuchen looked at Yang Yinzhu with no concealment in his eyes. The scorching heat.
Seeing Zheng Xiuchen's eyes, Yang Yinzhu immediately understood what he meant.
Yang Yinzhu stood on the spot, clenching his fists, his breathing getting heavier and heavier.
She has been a proud person since she was a child. She has always felt that she is very smart and has a superior IQ.
The truth is also true, since she was young, she hasn't encountered too many setbacks, and she can succeed in everything. After taking over the business of the Yang family, it took the Yang family to a higher level in just a few years.
But since meeting Fang Yu... everything has changed.
Yang Yinzhu has been failing, has been failing!
She thought her perfect plan was always destroyed by Fang Yu!
Her brother was beaten as a vegetable, her brother lost his right hand, and his cultivation was abolished!
Fang Yu is her nightmare.
Fang Yu must be eliminated!
As long as Fang Yu is eliminated, she believes that she can get back on track and make the Yang Family soar into the sky again!
"Miss Yang, I can give you time to consider, you can go back first..." Before Zheng Xiuchen finished speaking, his eyes changed.
I saw Yang Yinzhu had raised his head, expressionless.
She put her hands on the buttons of her coat, began to unbutton them, and slowly walked towards Zheng Xiuchen.
When Yang Yinzhu walked to Zheng Xiuchen, she was almost finished.
Zheng Xiuchen looked at Yang Yinzhu in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing an evil smile, and he stretched out his hand to embrace Yang Yinzhu...
…
Jianghai Central Hospital, intensive care unit.
Yang Jian was still lying on the hospital bed, in a coma.
The inspection report showed that Yang Jian suffered severe injuries in many places due to excessive blood loss. It is possible that you will never wake up and be in a state of brain death, which is commonly known as a vegetative.
Yang Shaorong sat next to the hospital bed, describing it as haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hair turned gray almost overnight.
He has only two sons, but now both sons have become vegetative.
Yang Shaorong clutched his hair, and his whole body was in a frantic state.
His heart was completely broken, and he didn't even want to live anymore.
"Bang bang bang."
At this moment, the door of the ward was knocked.
Yang Shaorong raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and a tall and extremely strong man in a black martial robes walked in.
He walked straight to the hospital bed and reached out and grabbed Yang Jian's left arm.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Yang Shaorong asked with a change of expression.
The man ignored Yang Shaorong, holding Yang Jian's arm, a dazzling golden glow appeared in his hand.
After a while, he released Yang Jian's hand, looked at Yang Shaorong with cold eyes, and said, "Yang Jian's revenge, I will help him avenge."