Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 176: Tuak Village
"You're already here, don't think of leaving before handing over the storage ring." The leader of the desert bandit group played his index finger, as if he wanted Zhou Fan and also the Two Twin Axes to approach.
Hearing the words of the head of the desert bandit group, Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes. Should not be suspicious of the mastermind behind the death of his men, why instead intend to commit robbery. Looks like something's wrong with the head of the desert bandit group.
"What are you waiting for, come quickly!" With a ruler-like lag he puffed out his chest, issuing a threat to Zhou Fan pointing the sword forward.
But Zhou Fan remained unmoved in his place, making the bandit group leader furious. He seemed to forget about the conflict with the group of white fangs, walking upright with a glare of sharp eyes towards Zhou Fan's place.
When the distance was only a few steps away, the two black eyes were fixated to find a fairly deep niche there. He remembered very well that there was no such niche in the middle of the sagara desert.
Moments of silence, the look in the eyes of the bandit group leader turned sharper, clearly showing anger.
Zhou Fan followed where the bandit group leader looked, when his gaze met the headless body at the bottom of the niche, he smiled wryly. Sure enough, this matter will not end so easily.
The head of the bandit group clenched his hands, face flushed in anger. "So, that's you guys. Who killed my people, also killed my brother!"
Hearing the bandit leader's words, an army of thirty people approached. Beleaguered from various directions.
"Don't think of leaving, you'll die accompanying my brother and my men. Attack them!" Dozens of people attacked on the orders of the leader of the desert bandit group.
Zhou Fan did not need to take out a sword, facing them with his bare hands.
This time Ciu San and Zhi Long fought, as well as Zhou Jim who pounced on everyone who approached him.
The group of white fangs were silent in their place, looking from a distance. "Chairman, are we just silent without doing anything?"
The white-clothed old man pensively, he was surprised to find one of his men asking.
"We are silent, it appears that these three men are not ordinary. And the wolves that were with them. It was at least a seventh level beast, open it couldn't be the eighth level." The head of the white fangs group did not want to plunge his group into a pit of destruction. Choose silence and just have to look forward to who will come out as a winner.
Zhou Fan did not hold back his strength at all, one punch was able to subvert one to two people. Making the bandit group leader frown in wrath.
"Fuck, I'll kill you with my own hands!" He was a nine-star senior fighter, unable to believe he could lose to those who were only three.
But his thoughts were too excessive, let alone three, facing Zhou Fan who did not draw a sword would not be able to land a single incision.
Exchanging several attacks the bandit chief began to regulate the breath that seemed to hunt, despite having been very trying he could not touch Zhou Fan's clothes at all. But for the sake of avenging the brother he did not give up, back to attack with all his might.
Still empty-handed Zhou Fan held the bandit leader's hand, making the sword only stop over the right shoulder.
The bandit chief tried to withdraw his hand, but Zhou Fan's check was too strong, completely unable to escape.
"Dare to find trouble, there's only death for you." Zhou Fan pushed his left palm, pounding the stomach of the old man.
Blam it!
The body of the bandit chief crashed, blood seeping between his lips. An extremely powerful punch made the contents within the hull come out, he died after being dragged dozens of steps.
The desert bandits who saw the leader killed immediately retreated to escape. But before they could get up, the Two Twin Axes and Zhou Jim hunted down the killer who targeted the prey.
In a short moment they were all gone, while the group of white fangs looked on while shuddering in horror.
Zhou Fan approached the corpse of the bandit group leader and accidentally saw a ring that was coiled on a finger, it was a pity to be missed.
Hem...
"Lumayan," Zhou Fan said after checking the contents inside the storage ring. Not only y
Notes, but also some pills although limited to level seven pill.
His eyes turned to the group of white fangs that were still lingering in place, slowly stepping feet closer to them.
Not yet Zhou Fan approached, they quickly left, running in a storm and not even daring to look back.
Zhou Fan frowned in wonder, whether it was so frightening to him, nor would he look for trouble if no one offended his family, friends, or himself.
Zhou Fan sighed, walking closer to Ciu San and also Zhi Long. "We're heading to Huang City."
Ciu San who was busy picking up the storage ring got up immediately, "Young master, before that can we stop by the tuak village?" ask the fat man expectantly.
"Tuak Village?" Hearing the name of the village that was quite foreign, Zhou Fan frowned. He had only heard the name of the village for the first time.
Zhi Long who understood the confusion Zhou Fan spoke up. "Tuak Village is a paradise for tourists, there is quality wine that can no longer be doubted its enjoyment. The name of the village is actually Tjong, there was a major producer of wine for the Han Empire. All kinds of wine were there and the most famous was heavenly wine."
Zhou Fan opened the map in his hand, a small village located on the border of Huang City called Tjong Village. It was fitting that he had never heard the name of Tuak Village, it was not printed on the map.
"All right, we'll stop by there." Zhou Fan was intrigued by Zhi Long's story. Tuak Village or heavenly wine, at least they can stop by before heading to Huang City.
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The day changed night and they had set foot in Tjong Village, or better known as Tuak Village. Just crossing the entrance of the village, can smell the thick aroma of wine, it deserves as the largest producer of wine.
On each side of the street, so many stands the shops peddling wine. The same as selling wine but they do not elbow each other to fight for customers. Because indeed they do not need to do such things, without cheating their store is never quiet, there are always many visitors.
Zhou Fan walked into one of the shops, which was the largest and most crowded store. Above the door was the inscription 'heavenly parade', attracting the attention of Zhou Fan who had been eyeing the wine from the beginning.
But after entering there was not a single empty table, making Zhou Fan walk to the reservation.
A young maid welcomed the friendly, sweet smile she showed in order to carry the good name of her place of work. "Sir, can this servant record what you ordered?"
Zhou Fan glanced up, tapping the booking table with his index finger. As he was about to reply, a man grabbed and pulled the female servant.
"Do you mind?" the young man in plush clothes said to Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan was silent, but the gaze could not be separated from the hand of the man who was gripping his right shoulder. "Keep your hand away." His voice was still ordinary, trying to hold back from getting out of control.
But when speech is ignored, the eyes become sharp. As vigorously as Zhou Fan held back, turning around as he indeed saw one empty seat left by the customer.
This plush-clothed man still maintained the position of his hands, not letting go even after Zhou Fan took a single step back. Intentionally looking for trouble.