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Chapter 8 Injury

The fist hits the chest! With a click, the power bursting out in an instant is the peak of acquired nature!

Wang Qian's disdain was frozen, and the extreme pain came from his chest. His face immediately distorted and hideous, and the pain penetrated into his heart. A wail came from his mouth. His throat became sweet, and the blood could no longer be suppressed and threw it into the sky.

"How is that possible!"

Although this punch was the peak of acquired power, Yang Fan did not attack the vital points of King Qian. Therefore, King Qian did not die on the spot. Even though he was not dead, he was already abandoned. It was only a matter of time before he died.

The strong wind stormed, and under the heavy rain, sailed step by step towards the king.

"Your cultivation is still there!" Wang Qian was so shocked by this blow that he was extremely shocked!

Yangfan's cultivation is abolished, which is well known to the Dajing Municipal Government. However, if Yangfan's cultivation is really gone, how could he have such power with one punch!

If his cultivation level is still there, Wang Qian was a little unimaginable.

That's right, he is an acquired master who has cultivated internal strength, but he is only in the early stage of the acquired state.

If Yang Fan still has his cultivation level, he would be the peak master after heaven three years ago!

There is an insurmountable gap between mortals and martial artists! Isn’t it the same between martial artists and martial artists?

The gap between the early stage of the acquired day and the peak of the acquired day is not a small matter.

Wang Qian used the Tonghua boxing technique at the bottom of the box, but did not hurt Yangfan at all. He was actually destroyed by Yangfan's random punch. How could he not be surprised?

The ground under him was hard and cold, and the rain even poured into his ears, nose and throat. Wang Qian wanted to move, but he couldn't move.

The rain was flying, and occasionally a thunderbolt streaked across the sky, making the dark rays of the night shine.

"Say, why did you come to capture me?"

Yangfan looked calm and stared at Wang Qian. At this moment, Wang Qian was already very weak and it was difficult to stand up, so there was no need to be wary of anything.

Wang Qian suppressed the blood in his throat, and looked at death with a look of home: "Cough cough cough... If you want to kill, why do you have to talk so much nonsense? But you haven't arrived. You are actually hiding so deeply. Haha, a master at the peak of the acquired sky can be willing to suffer so much humiliation... I'm going to die!"

"Say, why did you come to capture me?" Yang Fan asked again as if he hadn't heard Wang Qian's words.

"I can't even say it even if I die!" The king's attitude remained the same.

"Die? You have to know that sometimes, death is a happy thing. If you want to catch me, do you think I will make you happy? I have always been interested in medicine, especially anatomy. But I used to be practicing and didn't have time to try it. Now... I have time!"

Even Wang Qian's firm determination could not control his trembling body after hearing Yang Fan's words.

Some people regard death as if they are home, but it depends on how to die. It is unacceptable to death that has suffered a torment.

On the ground, there was a falling knife. Yangfan squatted down, picked it up, and touched the tip of the knife with his fingers: "This knife... is very sharp..."

"You demon..." Wang Qian said undeniably.

"Maybe." Yangfan returned to Wang Qian's face with the knife. Wang Qian's eyes were hurting when the blade swayed.

"Okay, okay, I'll say, I'll say." Wang Qian finally surrendered. He paused and spoke when Yangfan was a little impatient: "Actually, the head of the family asked me to come..."

When he said this, Wang Qian's arm moved in vain. Yangfan felt a sense of coldness, but his body moved at the first time.

Touch~ In the dark night, a spark lit up again.

"Hahaha, go to die!" Wang Qian's right hand was holding a black mini pistol.

When the pain came from his chest, Yangfan raised his foot and collapsed on Wang Qian's head!

Only the kick that burst out with boundless power was reflected in Wang Qian's pupils!

An extremely simple but powerful kick!

Before coming to perform the mission, Wang Qian also thought that he might encounter danger or die, but he did not expect that he would be killed by the target Yangfan... This recognized waste in Dajing City!

Is it a pity that I, King Qian, will be in the hands of this young man today? Only I know this news.

If it spreads, it will surely shock those people in Dajing City.

Since Yangfan's cultivation is still there, why is the Yang family like this?

In the blink of an eye, Wang Qian's head was broken by the sail and died.

Until his death, he did not understand the reason.

There was a dead silence around, and only the heavy rain fell as if nothing had happened, washing everything.

After a while, Yangfan raised his head, pale his face, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

After a few quick breaths, he even said that he had learned to be sinister and cunning, but was actually injured by the hidden pistol in front of the king!

Yangfan forced a little strength, and the more he thought about it, the more he became afraid: "Fortunately, Wang Qian was injured and moved a little slowly. Otherwise, if this shot hit me in the head, I would have died."

"I must remember this lesson so that I will not be buried in my opponent in the future."

Yang Fan raised his hand hard to wipe off the beans sweat beads, but he also felt the loss of his body's strength. Fortunately, his acquired master was shot in the chest and did not die on the spot.

"This injury..." Yangfan gritted his teeth. He didn't dare to go to the hospital again. When these people appeared here, he knew that although he had left Dajing City, he secretly stared at him. Although he didn't know why they were looking for him, it was not a good thing.

As for how the other party knew that he was in Tianhe City, I think it should be his ticket or the ID card information he registered when checking in the hotel.

At present, it is not the time to go to war with the families in Okinawa City, so I must leave here as soon as possible.

As for where to go? He turned his brows and thought of a place in vain.

Jiangnan!

...

In the corner where no one was using his true energy to force out the bullets from his body, Yangfan was still very weak at this moment.

However, there was not enough time for him to recuperate. He quickly jumped to the roof of a bus heading to Jiangnan. The roof was carrying some luggage, and the sail simply hid in the pile of luggage.

But he dare not do anything to register his ID card information.

After three days of rushing around the roof, the bus finally arrived in Jiangnan City.

It happened to be night when we arrived in Jiangnan City. When we were in the city, Yangfan took advantage of his little awareness and jumped off the bus.

Although he is practicing now, he is only in the entry stage of a monk, and he is not even considered an orthodox monk.

With his current strength, he still cannot do such things as fasting. The reason why he can persist until now is entirely because of his firm personality.

Yangfan has never been to Jiangnan City, but it has always been a place he wants to come.

The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the scenery is old. The flowers in the river are redder than fire when the sun rises, and the river water is as green as blue when spring comes. How can you not remember the south of the Yangtze River?
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