Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 130: Still Alive, Take It Home!
Ciu San and Zhi Long faced twenty people, although overwhelmed they could survive even more with the help of Zhou Jim who hunted like a shadow. The movement of the wolf was very fast, it pounced on the prey without giving a warning, in one bite one life was lost.
Zhou Jim's strength increased greatly, he was now on par with an eight-star senior fighter. One level above the Two Twin Axes that had currently reached the level of a seven-star senior fighter.
The sound of screams sounded earthy, they were also senior fighters. But they were really helpless when dealing with Zhou Jim.
Zhou Jim became a frightening specter for them, in some time he had torn apart half of the number of opponents present. A very good job.
Ciu San and Zhi Long who had obtained Zhou Jim's help were clearly more able to bring out their best potential. With the perfect combination of techniques the twin sister pair slaughtered the few remaining people.
It didn't take long, they finished the group of men in black.
Zhou Fan came, adding another ring to his finger. He was already like the young master of a noble family, walking with many treasures on his body.
"Young man, why didn't you finish him off?"
Getting a question from Ciu San, Zhou Fan looked back. "Sometimes life is more painful than death. And he deserves it."
Zhou Fan glanced at the several rings embedded in the black-clothed group of men. "Didn't you want it?"
Ciu San quickly darted, picking up the ring visible in his eyes. He left none for Zhi Long.
Zhi Long who saw the behavior of Ciu San also raised his hand as soon as the brother returned. "We are for both" he said.
Ciu San kept the ring, "As a good brother I have to bear all the needs of my sister, including the burden of storing wealth."
Zhi Long narrowed his eyes, about to snatch the loot ring but first entered into the storage ring belonging to Ciu San.
Zhi Long snorted, while Ciu San smiled triumphantly.
"We're getting out of here." Zhou Fan looked in one direction, seeing several flying beasts running around. Obviously a group of people came.
Zhou Jim also from a moment ago continued to growl, looking on with sharp eyes.
Zhi Long concentrated his hearing, he had excellent hearing, even better compared to Zhou Jim. After a while, his eyes turned surprised. "Young master, there are at least a hundred people coming."
Zhou Fan patted, then left the place. But before that he left a message on the ground, right next to Jing Tian's body lying down.
Still alive, take it home!
Such was the message left behind, Zhou Fan was very confident that the one who came was the Jing family group.
And sure enough, right after Zhou Fan's departure, hundreds of people came in matching, black clothes with gold stripe accents on the chest.
As soon as he arrived and saw the corpse scattered, the face of the old man leading the group instantly flushed red. His eyes accidentally turned to the spot where there was a body lying with no one beside him.
Slowly he grabbed the face, his hands trembling when he saw clearly who this weakly lying man was. "Tianar!" The shout sounded so loud, anger emanated clearly in his expression.
He stood up, looking around. His feet moved, stepping on a twig. He squinted to find a sentence under his feet.
"Still alive, take it home."
"..."
Everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound. While the old man-Great Master Jing covered his face, yelling full of anger.
"I'LL KILL YOU!!"
Hem...
Jing Mao-The great master of Jing called one of the bodyguards. "Hurry and check, is the skeleton still there?"
The black-clothed old man nodded, then went down and checked. Yet in just a moment he returned with a pale face, his hands squeezing each other with sweat pouring down.
Jing Mao narrowed his eyes, looking at the old guard standing before him. "What's wrong?"
"Gentlemen, the skeleton wasn't there."
Jing Mao's face froze, the veins of anger becoming more and more apparent.
"ARGS ... !!" Jing Mao grabbed her hair, her originally black hair seemed to turn white in a moment.
Ughhhh...
At the same time, Jing Tian bellowed, starting to open his eyes. "Dad ... "
But when he got up, his body hurt.
"Fuck!"
Jing Mao instantly drew closer to where his son was, Jing Tian looked so weak. "Tian'er, who did it?"
Jing Tian was simply silent, even so his face implied an unrequited grudge. "I don't know dad, he's wearing a head covering. Besides he's with dozens of other people."
Jing Mao thought, he recalled whether there was an enemy of the Jing family who was most likely to be the mastermind in his son's misfortune. But he did not succeed in guessing, because according to him in this world there is no pure brotherhood.
"Forgot that, we're back at the residence." Jing Mao helped Jing Tian to get up, but the pain felt made Jing Tian yell back.
"Dad, it looks like I'm going to be a dud. A piece of trash." Jing Tian said in frustration, he was unwilling to become trash, he was the most genius young master in Hong City.
"Also I have consumed angry blood pills" he said.
Jing Mao's eyes widened. "You used the angry blood pill?!"
Jing Tian nodded doubtfully, for some reason he felt his father was so angry with him.
"Stupid, you don't know that pill has flaws yet. When things get hotter, you can't use that pill, or you'll be fucked."
Hearing the father's words, Jing Tian stared. He recalled being in Zhou Fan's fire formation. His hands clenched tightly, he was really very careless.
"Dad, I don't want to be handicapped. Do you have a way to cure me?"
Jing Mao thought, hesitantly giving an answer to Jing Tian. "There's got to be a way."
Actually Jing Mao did not know if there was any way to cure Jing Tian who had broken the meridian pathway within his body. But to encourage his son he could not tell the truth, or something bad would happen.
Jing Tian smiled, inwardly he said. "Zhou Fan, I remember you. Someday I will take this revenge!"
He said with determination, but it was a pity that the father's answer was only to give him a living spirit. Jing Mao was indeed not wrong, had Jing Tian come to terms with this reality, he would have killed himself this time as well.
They returned to the Jing family residence, ignoring the matter of the missing beast skeleton as well as my man behind the Jing Tian raid. Because for Jing Mao, the safety of her son was much more important.