"Lord Fang, Song is sincere, but you come to enjoy me, what do you mean?"

Song Zhendao was so excited.

Five thousand taels?

It's really a pity that others said.

Five thousand taels of silver, let alone thirty-seven people, it would be enough to find 370 people to work for you.

Fang Xiu's lion's mouth widened beyond Song Zhendao's perception.

The onlookers were shocked when they heard this.

Five thousand taels of silver, the Lord of the Flying Eagle Hall did not intend to return the body of Purgatory Kong and others.

"What does Lord Song mean? This is Fang's condition. As long as you can get five thousand taels of corpses, you will return all the bodies of these three people."

"Master Fang, is there too much silver for five thousand taels?"

"many?"

Fang Xiu's face turned solemn and said coldly: "Not many at all. These thirty-seven people are brothers from my Feiying Hall. They have old and young people. The whole family may rely on them to support them alone. Now that they are dead, it is enough to put the whole family into collapse.

This is not as simple as thirty-seven lives.

Since they have given us a life, we must take care of their affairs and let them leave with peace of mind. Isn’t the cost of a settlement of one hundred taels for this person?”

"Haha, even if one person has one hundred taels, it is only three thousand seven hundred taels. Where did five thousand taels come from?"

"In addition to the settlement fees for these brothers, there are also the maintenance costs for the damaged areas of my Feiying Hall, and there are also some medical expenses for some seriously injured brothers in the hall. These costs more than one thousand or two.

Master Song, I already give you face, but don’t be ungrateful!”

"Stop!"

Song Zhendao couldn't help it.

When a discerning person saw that Fang Xiu was asking for a price all over the place, he wouldn’t mention the pension. What is the medical expenses and maintenance costs cost 1,700 taels of silver.

One thousand,700 taels of silver are enough to buy several clinics and pharmacies.

Fang Xiu looked unwilling and said, "Master Song, if your gang can't even take out a few thousand taels of silver, then everything will be the same as before, so that they can repent to the dead brothers here."

It is very clear that if you give money, take the corpse away, if you don’t give money, the corpse will be hung.

It doesn’t matter if Fang Xiu really is. The three people hanging in front of the Feiying Hall have no effect on him.

On the contrary, the Haijiao Gang was really disappointed.

His master was killed and his body was hung outside and exposed to the sun. He had no ability to retrieve it.

Over time, not to mention anything else, just the human heart will be destroyed.

There is no more prestige left in the world.

"Okay, I have helped Hai Jiao to get five thousand taels of silver. But now Song doesn't bring so much silver on him. When he goes back, he will naturally send someone to deliver it. I just hope that Master Fang will be confident at that time."

"Don't worry, Master Song said this. Fang naturally believed that the bodies of the three of them can be taken back now. As long as Master Song delivers the money in the future, it will be."

As he said that, Fang Xiu ordered, "Let go!"

After receiving the order, the people from Feiying Hall loosened the rope tied to the pillars, and the bodies of the three people who were hanging on the Purgatory Sky that fell to the ground.

"Go and carry the bodies of the Great Elder and others back!"

Seeing this, Song Zhendao's face twitched again.

The body was deformed after being exposed to the scorching sun, but after falling, it became even more distorted.

Especially Xu Ming, that is no different from a ball of rotten meat.

But Song Zhendao could only bear it. It was his mission to bring back the body. If it was not necessary, he did not want to cause trouble.

"Lord Fang, if you do evil things, you will die. I hope you will do it yourself."

"Fang also wants to transfer this sentence to your gang. If you do evil things, you will die. The Sea Dragon Gang in Liucheng cannot cover the sky with one hand. Not everything can be done, and not everyone can kill it."

"Let's go!"

Song Zhendao glanced at Fang Xiu deeply and turned around and left.

Behind were the people from Bibotang and the bodies of the three people who were carried away by Purgatory Kong.

Fang Xiu smiled calmly and turned back to Feiying Hall.

The autumn wind is gradually rising and the leaves are flying.

A ball of sword light rotated, and the fallen leaves were pulled and moved one after another. When they landed, they gathered into two words.

Let's stop!

"The third-rate peak cultivation level, kill Xu Ming, Purgatory Kong and Song Guizhen, the strength of this Flying Eagle Lord cannot be underestimated. It has not been active for too long, and he has not had the chance to meet the real person."

The long sword was sheathed, wearing a white dress, which set off Bai Yan's firm face, giving him a little indescribable smell.

Fantasy Sword Bai Yan, the leader of the Liusha Gang, the top master in Liucheng, is tied for the three masters of Liucheng along with Hai Jiuming and Nie Changkong, and his strength is enough to rank among the top three.

Recently, undercurrents in Liucheng have been surging, and the Liusha Gang is also very low-key.

Bai Yan knew about the fact that there was an additional deputy gang leader and hall leader in the Feiying Gang, but he didn't care too much about it.

In the entire Liu City, the only second-rate master Hai Jiuming is worthy of his attention.

Even if Nie Changkong faced him, he didn't think that the other party was his opponent.

It was not until Fang Xiu fought against three and killed the three Purgatory Kong people with one against one, that he truly entered Bai Yan's sight.

He has seen the strength of Purgatory Kong and Xu Ming, and it is precisely because he knows that he is surprised.

"Gangmaster, my subordinates admit that Fang Xiu is good at strength, but he is still far inferior to you. If you take action, you can do it."

After hearing Bai Yan's words, the people behind him were full of resentment.

In his eyes, Bai Yan's strength is the strongest. It is said in the world that Hai Jiuming is the number one master in Liucheng, but in fact he believes that Bai Yan is the real number one master.

Last time Hai Jiuming came to challenge, his gang leader did not show his true strength at all. He was just lucky enough to win by the other party.

Bai Yan smiled lightly and said, "Don't underestimate the people of the world. There are many masters in the world. Third-rate masters are not the first-rate masters, but they are not very good at first-rate masters.

All the disciples from famous sects have excellent combat power. I am just the inconspicuous one in front of these people.

However, in the world of Liucheng, it is not easy to appear like Fang Xiu.

Being able to fight three with one is no longer something that ordinary third-rate peaks can do. Before a real fight, I dare not say that I can really be better than him."

"At the same time, the leader of the gang will become a second-rate, or even a first-class expert. With your leadership, our Liusha Gang will sooner or later become a famous sect.

At that time, our Liusha Gang will last forever and our reputation will spread throughout the world."

"It's so difficult to become a famous sect. Even if you become a famous sect, you may not be able to survive forever. There are countless sects that have been submerged and destroyed by the world.

Even back then...ah!"
Chapter completed!