Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 28: They Even Partied
"A snob!"
The five people instantly attacked before even knowing who had come, it was known, the figure before them was just a young man.
But they would never have thought if it was that young man who would send them across the world.
Zhou Fan picked up the sword and jumped backwards, right after retracing he shot back with his feet as a spring.
Sretti...
Quickly Zhou Fan slashed at the opponent's body, it didn't take a matter of minutes five people were already lying dormant without awareness.
They were nine-star king fighters, for Zhou Fan who was a five-star emperor realm fighter it would be a shame if it took them too long to finish.
While wiping the sword in the clothes of the five men, Zhou Fan entered the already open residence. Now he had to navigate through a dark room without light.
"Where's the closet, the skinny guy says the secret key is in the bookcase." Zhou Fan looked for the closet that the skinny man said, but he did not see any cabinets in this room.
"Is there another room?" Zhou Fan stroked his chin, he walked towards the hallway in front of him.
Slowly the room that was found looked rather bright, at least better compared to the previous room.
Zhou Fan went back to look for the cupboard in question.
"Is this the closet," Zhou Fan muttered with a slight frown on his forehead.
The young man then looked for the key in question, he did not know if it was really a key or a button. The skinny man did not explain in detail, nor did he ask more clearly at the time.
But that becomes a question. This is not a bookcase, even most of the contents are daily necessities, whether it's a bucket, a barrel and even clothes.
"Is there another closet?" Zhou Fan looked back at the surroundings, but he did not find any other cabinets in this room.
Zhou Fan digested the thin man's sentence word by word, he repeated the answer several times.
'The keys to the basement are in the bookcase.'
"Book, looks like this book is the point of trouble." Zhou Fan refocused with the cupboard before him, he could see the pile of books on the bottom shelf.
The young man lowered his body, he sat between his bent legs.
Zhou Fan tried to move the book, as continuing in such a position was extremely uncomfortable. But the bottom book could not be moved, as if it was attached to the surface of a closet.
Zhou Fan's forehead shriveled even more, but a single glance had already turned into a smile.
"They're very clever, fools will never be able to find it." Zhou Fan smiled and opened the book that was still stuck on the surface of the closet.
As he thought, this book is not like any other book, it is only half, while the bottom half is hollow wood, and there is a button.
Without further ado Zhou Fan pressed the button, before long the sound of the floor shaking made the smile even more fluffy.
The road to the underground chamber opened, and Zhou Fan entered without saying much.
A while passed and Zhou Fan had traced the underground chamber, but he had not yet reached the room, he was still on the descending stairs.
"At least this is already six feet below ground level, actually how low they make this room." Zhou Fan felt the air pressure had already started to change, if not a great cultivator it was likely that he would faint.
No no no...
From below, we hear footsteps. The sound of these footsteps could be heard clearly, indicating that there was only one person.
Zhou Fan decided to stop, he saw a gap between the walls and hid there, not forgetting that he swallowed the aura suppressing pill that was always available in his storage ring.
Hem...
"Why the five of them are so long is not just looking for wine. Don't tell me they're playing without asking me." The bald man with a round face said while scraping gold on his nose.
"Eh... I was like smelling a scent - "The man sniffed a few times, he stopped right near Zhou Fan hiding.
"Did he know where I was?" Zhou Fan nodded while glancing at the bald man.
Just now Zhou Fan was about to come out, but the bald man crouched down and took something under his feet.
"Why is this grilled fish here?" The bald man glanced to and fro, he ascertained whether there was anyone around him.
"Maybe this is my luck." Not feeling anyone, he took the grilled fish and ate it.
Zhou Fan frowned, he thought it had been discovered, it turned out that the bald man only smelled the scent of grilled fish.
"Just a little more, so I can shut your mouth." Zhou Fan said with an anxious face, he will not attack before the bald man approaches. If it was impossible before doing his intention, the bald man was already shouting.
The bald man after finishing the grilled fish was back on his way, he was in an excited mood, no longer wary of the surrounding conditions.
This made Zhou Fan smile, as soon as the bald man was only one step towards his place. The young man directly swung the sword while smothering the bald man's mouth.
"I'm sure the grilled fish is very delicious." Zhou Fan smiled faintly, staring at the corpse of the bald man in his hand.
A while later, Zhou Fan had reached the end of the stairs, he could see a spacious room, there were at least thousands of square meters.
Getting deeper, Zhou Fan could hear the cheering sounds of some people who sounded earthy.
"They seem to be celebrating." Zhou Fan looked at the large door that most likely led to the place where the Terjal Hill Bandit was located.
But the young man had not yet opened the door, from behind came a voice that stopped him.
"I've never seen you, you're not part of our Hill Bandit. Who are you, why did you get into our base?!"
Zhou Fan had just turned around, but he had to be faced with the onslaught of questions from a middle-aged man.
The young man did not immediately reply, not even the desire to answer. He watched the middle-aged man before him. Next to the man was a woman standing in shabby and messy clothes.
Seeing this, Zhou Fan was furious. Without saying much he lunged at the middle-aged man and directly landed a few tread attacks.
Phak...
"Dumb, how dare you make a mess at the headquarters of Bandit Bukit Terjal."
The middle-aged man threw the woman in his arms, facing every attack of Zhou Fan with his bare hands.
Although the first few attacks, both of them seemed balanced, Zhou Fan's strength was much greater. In the next few exchanges, the young man forced the middle-aged man to bend his knees under his feet.
"I hate someone like you the most." Zhou Fan strangled the middle-aged man's neck, throwing him to smash the door.
The bang made the dozens of people who were enjoying the party's passion instantly stop, angry faces staring at where Zhou Fan was.
When Zhou Fan saw the dozens of women standing in fear among the many bare-chested men, the anger he felt grew more and more tempestuous.
"Tembal Hill Bandit, this is your end!"