Take advantage of the night!(!)

On the way back, Yang Fang felt more and more frustrated as he thought about it more and more, thinking quickly about countermeasures.

Being targeted like this every day is not the answer.

Since [Jiangnanke] couldn't solve it for him, he could only use his own methods.

Yang Fang, wearing a black cloak and a cold face, walked towards Fangshi again.

This time he still didn't go near the West Side, but entered a shop near the East Side.

This is a weapons shop, with a dazzling array of weapons on display. In fact, Dongfang is mainly focused on weapon refining, and there are blacksmith shops on almost every street.

"Sir, what kind of weapons do you need?"

A shopkeeper in his early fifties walked out with a smile on his face and looked at Yang Fang.

Without saying a word, Yang Fang began to scan the shop. After a moment, his eyes suddenly fell on a large Guan Dao in the corner.

This knife is about 1.8 meters long and about as thick as a child's wrist. It stands there with a cold light shining and an unspeakable intimidating aura emanating from it.

"Can I see the knife?"

Yang Fang said in a hoarse voice.

"Of course, to be honest, this knife is made of high-quality iron. If the guest likes it, I can sell it to the guest at a cheaper price. It only costs ten taels of silver."

The shopkeeper smiled quickly.

Yang Fang walked to the corner and grabbed the Guandao. He felt an extremely heavy feeling pouring into his palm. He almost failed to pick it up for the first time. Even if he picked it up later, it still seemed awkward to swing it.

Yang Fang frowned and inserted the sword in place again.

"How much does this knife weigh?"

"No more, no less, a total of 80 pounds!"

The shopkeeper smiled.

80 pounds?

Yang Fang was secretly awestruck.

It's almost the same weight as Erye's knife.

However, it is not that simple to use this thing well.

He fell into a brief thought.

The reason why I went out to buy such a big knife was simply to minimize suspicion when I used it to deal with Manager Lu.

You must know that he had just had a conflict with Manager Lu during the day and almost drew his sword. If Manager Lu died under the sword, then his dislike would definitely not be eradicated.

But if Manager Lu died under a machete, then his suspicion would be much smaller.

But the knife was so heavy that he couldn't keep up with his flexibility.

"Is there anything lighter?"

Yang Fang asked.

"A lighter one? Yes, there is. There is a water-milled Zen staff over there, weighing 62 kilograms. Your Majesty, you can take a look."

The shopkeeper smiled quickly.

Yang Fang looked around, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

I saw an extremely thick Zen staff standing quietly in the corner. The staff was completely black, and its length was much shorter than the Daguan Dao. The upper and lower ends were cast extremely huge, especially the crescent shovel at the top, which glowed coldly.

Sparkling and extremely sharp.

Next to the crescent shovel, there is a thick iron ring.

The strong wind blew, causing the iron ring to make a clanging sound.

Yang Fang walked over, grabbed the water-milling Zen staff, and began to swing it, making a whirring sound. With his second-level cultivation, the water-milling Zen staff actually fit perfectly in his hand.

"Good weapons, good weapons!"

Yang Fang stopped again, looked at the iron ring on the crescent shovel, and said, "It's just that this iron ring is not very good!"

With the iron hoop hanging on, it is too easy to be exposed when walking.

"If you like it, sir, I'll have someone remove the hoop for you right now."

The shopkeeper smiled.

"How to sell it?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Uh, eight taels of silver!"

The shopkeeper looked at Yang Fang and stretched out four fingers.

"Eight taels? Isn't it too expensive?"

Yang Fang frowned.

"It's not expensive, not expensive at all. This water-milled Zen rod is made of high-quality iron. It took several masters more than ten days to make it. If you buy this Zen rod, you will also get an extra secret book!"

The shopkeeper smiled.

"Are there any secrets?"

Yang Fang thought for a moment, nodded directly, and said, "Okay, take away the hoop!"

"okay!"

The shopkeeper quickly asked someone to carry the Zen staff down.

A few strong men, Ding Ling, worked hard for a long time before taking off the iron ring.

Here Yang Fang has already paid the money and received a secret book from the shopkeeper called [Big Cloak Staff Technique].

However, if it can be freely given away by the shopkeeper, you don’t need to think about it to know that it is a popular product.

It's very likely that it's similar to his "Thirteen Gale Swords".

Yang Fang picked up the Zen staff and left the place directly.

The next two days passed.

Yang Fang practiced while working.

Ever since I had a conflict with Manager Lu that day, the following days have become increasingly difficult.

Manager Lu had a gloomy look on his face every day, as if he was completely focused on Yang Fang, and would come out to embarrass him a few times intentionally or unintentionally.

Regarding his embarrassment, Yang Fang just said nothing and endured it again and again.

And as he tolerated, Manager Lu became more and more angry.

Everyone in the iron shop could see Manager Lu's suppression of Yang Fang.

For a moment, other people in the iron shop also became uneasy and did not dare to get too close to Yang Fang for fear that they would be angered by Manager Lu.

"Trash, I really thought you had some courage to draw a sword with me!"

Manager Lu stared coldly at Yang Fang's back, turned the iron in his hand, and said coldly, "If you are deflated in my hands for one day, you will be deflated in my hands for the rest of your life. As long as I am here, you will never be able to stand up in this life!"

Thinking of the scene where he was actually suppressed by Yang Fang a few days ago, his face turned pale and he gritted his teeth.

It was a great shame and humiliation for a dignified Black Tiger Gang manager to be intimidated by a young man who had just arrived.

night.

No moon.

In the room, Yang Fang finished practicing for several hours again, took a long breath, stood up from the bed, his eyes flashed, and looked at the panel.

"Finally the third grade."

Name: Yang Fang

Life span: 21/46 years

Cultivation level: third grade (1/120)

Mind Technique: Yang Yan Jue Dacheng (1/840)

Martial skills: Mastery of the Thirteen Gale Swords (30/300), Mastery of the Shadowless Sword (101/800), Mastery of the Great Cloak Staff (280/300)

Qualification:Good(12/30)

It's not in vain that he has been refining the Qi-nourishing Pill these past few days.

In three days, a total of 27 Qi-nourishing pills were refined, which not only made Yang Yan Jue a great success, but also brought his cultivation level to the third level.

Also improved is the [Great Cloak Staff Technique].

As he expected, this staff technique is indeed on the same level as the [Thirteen Gale Swords].

You can tell just by looking at the experience value behind.

Yang Fang moved his neck, grabbed the thick Zen staff on one side, rushed out of the yard, and started dancing directly in the yard, whirring, the wind howling, and every move and every move was full of powerful power.

clang!

He slammed the Zen staff on the ground, exhaled, and his eyes turned cold.

"Old thief Lu Rong!"

Yang Fang turned around and entered the house, put on his night clothes and mask, locked the courtyard door, and disappeared into the distance.

The other direction.

In a small room.

The lights flicker.

The sound of men's laughter was heard.

Lu Zhengfang, son of Manager Lu, was teasing a kidnapped young woman with a smile on his face.

With the support of his father, the nearby neighbors and neighbors, whoever has a beautiful daughter, basically cannot escape his murderous hands.

"Little lady, how about marrying me? If you marry me, you can have whatever you want from now on."

Lu Zhengfang smiled.

"Master, please let me go, I beg you, woo woo woo"

A young woman cries under the rain.

"Hey, why are you crying? I didn't do anything to you. I was discussing with you. Why are you crying?"

Lu Zhengfang spoke repeatedly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The little woman cried more compactly.

Lu Zhengfang gradually became impatient and said coldly, "If you continue to cry, then I will kill your whole family!"

The little woman's face was horrified, she quickly stopped crying and looked at Lu Zhengfang in horror.

"Hehe, that's right, come on, smile, smile quickly, you only look good when you smile."

Lu Zhengfang smiled.

The little woman turned pale and forced a frightened smile.

Click!

Suddenly, the closed wooden window exploded.

Sawdust was flying and the wind was howling.

An extremely burly figure in black rushed in instantly, holding a huge Zen staff in his right hand, with the five fingers of his left hand spread out. His strength was terrifying, like a giant elephant. Almost before Lu Zhengfang could react, he pressed down on him.

face door.

Lu Zhengfang's expression changed, and with a bang, his whole head was pushed directly to the ground, smashing the table into pieces, screaming, and spraying blood.

"Where is the old thief Lu Rong?"

Yang Fang's voice was hoarse and his eyes were cold.

He wore a red devil mask on his face and was wrapped tightly in black clothes.

It’s a majestic demon king!

Chapter 3 is here, please vote for me!

Don't worry, everyone, Jiangnan Guest will definitely kill him.

The protagonist of this book kills decisively and will never leave behind some enemies who are deliberately disgusting~
Chapter completed!