Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 60: Towards the City Lord's Residence
Zhou Fan brought a small army to walk down the tunnel that had been the way to get to the Mantis Tribe, but now he was going to Bei Xian City.
While observing the dozens of people walking behind him, Zhou Fan silently polished his spear.
According to the explanation of some tribe elders, Besides Bing Caojie, there were also some formidable people who were ready to fight if the man ordered. In addition there was a large army hiding in a corner of Bei Xian City.
Zhou Fan with his small army would split up, observing more in the state of Bei Xian City.
After walking down the long hallway, Zhou Fan came out first, ascertaining whether things were really safe.
One by one, they looked like a merchant, not like a fighter. The outer appearance is deceptive, behind the clothes there is a sword or cleaver that is ready to separate the head from the body of anyone who tries to fight.
"You divide into three, each to the south, north and west. I'm going east myself." Zhou Fan said while wearing a black robe and a hood that was also black.
"Leader, what are you going to do. Isn't this just a scout troop, we just scout, then report to the main force that's already preparing at the back." One of them said boldly, there was no knowing expression on his face when faced with Zhou Fan.
For a moment Zhou Fan looked at the man who looked young, if not mistaken might be his age.
"You have courage, but your job is to follow what I say. You're with nine other people going west, don't worry about the other group, worry about your own group." Zhou Fan said in a stern voice, making anyone who heard instantly nod their head despite not understanding what he was saying.
"..."
No answer made Zhou Fan once again say. "Did you hear?!"
"Listen, chief!" The young man returned to his group, he still did not know what Zhou Fan was going to do, but he chose to think about how his group could do the task well.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Fan had stood on his own. Highlighting his eyes were extremely sharp, he imagined a reunion with the old man who had injured him less than a year ago.
Maybe he was unable to defeat the old man, but now with his condition at the level of a holy fighter, he could not believe that he would get a similar result if he came back face to face.
Zhou Fan shot eastward, before this he had obtained information from Lan Ning if the city center was moved to the east, and that was also what made him choose eastward.
In some time, Zhou Fan only darted straight without making a turn. He did not find any residents passing by, this made his eyes twitch slightly.
This region was quieter than before, actually what happened to Bei Xian City.
Zhou Fan stopped, he looked around. Completely empty, even the trading stalls that were previously very crowded now no one is selling.
A young man ran when he accidentally crossed paths with him, this made the curiosity increase.
"Village Yu, why are you all avoiding, now is the time to pay taxes." Two thick-bodied men came with arrogant faces, knocking one by one the tightly shut doors of the residents' residence.
Brak brak...
It is not enough, even if there is no lawfulness from within, they do not hesitate to destroy the doors of the villagers' residence.
"out! Otherwise we will destroy the residence with its contents." The hairless stocky man banging on the door grew stronger, even the wall made of bricks seemed to sway.
Two people, a man and a woman came out with their hands clutched together. Their faces looked pale, afraid of two fierce-looking men who constantly spread threats every morning or night.
"Two masters, we really don't have any more valuables, all of which we gave up yesterday. Even for food we have to look for." The husband pulled his wife to stand in the back.
The sight of two thick men was directed at the man's wife, their eyes never separated from the shadow of the body that tried to be blocked by the husband.
But what he did was in vain, because basically two stocky men had already decided to take the man's wife as payment.
The husband not only kept silent to see his wife being taken away from him, he grabbed a cleaver at the waist, attacking quickly.
But the cultivation that only a grand master fighter could not injure two three-star emperor realm combatants. Their distance is too far.
With a light swing, the machete had crashed far away, not only the machete was flying, the man's body also floated because of the swing of the hand of one of the stocky men.
"Basic useless!"
The thick man turned to the man's wife earlier, his tongue coming out with drool that had dripped. Hands were already stretched out, about to grab the hair of the woman before him.
But before the hand touched the hair, a sword separated the hand from its place.
Crashes...
Blood gushed from the shoulder of the stocky man.
While the stocky man who did not have time to react, just screamed after a while his hand was cut off.
While holding the shoulder that never stopped bleeding, the stocky man growled furiously. "Baggot, show yourself if you dare!"
Right after closing his mouth, his head was already separated and lying down with a loud bang. The body that lost control instantly collapsed and hit the floor of the building.
The remaining stocky man held his breath for a while, seeing a black-robed figure holding a sword, the sweat on his forehead grew even more so.
"Master, sir. It seems there's a misunderstanding, I- "
Crashes...
The body of the stocky man was split in two, the skeleton of the white bone was already red due to the blood that stopped.
The middle-aged man who had been thrown walked over to Zhou Fan and immediately kowtowed, not to miss the woman also doing the same thing.
"It seems that the state of Bei Xian City is getting more and more dire. Even the bandits could rule over a village freely open." Zhou Fan shook his head, telling the couple to get up.
But they remain determined to survive, there is absolutely no intention to stand immediately.
Huft...
Zhou Fan left without saying another word. Being told to stand up and not want to, let the husband and wife satisfied prostrate.
Zhou Fan's departure a couple who were also fighters could feel a gust of wind as their helper left.
Without delaying any longer, the two got up and bowed towards Zhou Fan leaving. Even so, they had carved out their helper figure in memory.
While Zhou Fan was darting towards the east, he had arrived at the large residence that read 'Master of the City'. The smile on her face was so beautiful, but for some people it would look creepy.
"Bing Caojie, your death is imminent!"