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Text Chapter 16 The Seven-Day Covenant!

final!

Fang Yan sighed.

He gave up.

He dared not ignore Fang Tuo's words.

If Fang Tuo really kills Fang Zheng, he will definitely cause trouble.

Moreover, this matter cannot be hidden.

There were more than a dozen people present, and some of them did not dare to silence him.

As long as there is still one person alive, the news is very likely to spread.

Killing a Fang Zheng may lose his life. This deal is not cost-effective!

And, isn’t it just waiting for another seven days?

He glanced at Fang Zheng with contempt. How could this kid win in the outer court competition?

Although he didn't know why Fang Tuo took a fancy to this trash, he was sure that this kid couldn't make any waves.

So, why not wait for seven days?

"Boy, you're lucky. I will take your life in seven days!" Fang Yan said gritting his teeth.

Fang Zheng smiled indifferently. After seven days, he didn't know what would happen, so he could do it with the flow.

Anyway, he won't sit still and wait for death!

Fang Yan turned around and wanted to leave, Fang Zheng stopped him: "Elder Fang, you can't afford to lose, are you?"

The other party was stunned and felt distressed.

Damn, this time I will steal a chicken and lose some rice.

Three hundred taels of silver, I borrowed it everywhere after I gave up my face.

He put down his money with great reluctance and glared at Fang Zheng: "I can afford to lose this little money! Boy, don't be proud. Seven days later, I want you to cry and beg me!"

After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs, his momentum as if he was going to the battlefield.

Fang Zheng looked at the others.

Fang Shen looked sore, and he put the silver on the table reluctantly, sighing repeatedly.

His eyes looked at Fang Zheng as if he was looking at a monster.

What is it not a monster? How can a normal person have such awesome memory? He actually memorized the scriptures.

Fang Zheng looked at more than ten other people again.

Some people hand over it happily, willing to accept the loss.

"Baby, if you want my money, you don't have the ability yet!" A young man looked at Fang Zheng with his hands in his chest with a arrogant look on his face.

There were still a few who had not paid the money to attack this person. When they saw that he was helping him, they immediately felt as if they were helpless. The hand that reached into their pockets shrank back, looking unwilling to give it to him.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He had never seen this person before. Judging from his arrogant appearance, he seemed very awesome.

but……

Damn it, the fifth level of the acquired day, are you so awesome?

"Waste, just return the money to Elder Fang Yan, otherwise I will not be able to leave the Sutra Pavilion today!" The young man looked at Fang Zheng with an arrogant attitude, squinting his eyes, arrogant.

Fang Zheng looked at him lightly and said, "Which onion are you?"

"Ah? You don't even know this young master? A waste is a waste, even if you can practice it, you have no knowledge! You don't know this young master. You are really ignorant! Fang Tao, tell him who I am!" The young man said proudly, and then said to a young man beside him.

The young man named Fang Tao looked like a terrifying look, jumped out, pointed at the young man proudly and said, "Baoman, put your eyes on the highlights and stand firmly. Don't be so scared that his legs are weak! This is the precious son of the master of the Human Resources Hall of the Outer Court, Young Master Fang Jiu! He is also the younger brother of the first genius of our Outer Court. How about it? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, why don't you kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake?"

Fang Cong!

Although Fang Zheng has never seen him, he has heard of him for a long time. He is the first genius of the outer courtyard and is known as the most promising person in the Fang family's outer courtyard in a century. Now he is the eighth level of acquired nature, which is very powerful. However, he has been in seclusion for this period of time and has been in a retreat to the ninth level of acquired nature.

The head of the personnel affairs department is even more awesome, with a high status and specialized in charge of personnel arrangements.

For example, what work his parents did in the Tufang District before was arranged by the Personnel Hall.

Fang Jiu was reported to the house and looked even more proud. He looked at Fang Zheng with a sarcastic look and said, "Baby, are you scared? Do you want to wet your pants? Do you dare not listen to me, so I will ask my father to arrange for your parents to clean the toilet!"

"Sweep the pussy!"

Fang Zheng was angry when he heard him pick up his parents to sweep the toilet, and rushed forward, knocking Fang Jiu down with one punch, and smashing it into a pig's head in just a few fists.

Three months ago, he was bullied by several people from the Human Resources Hall. He fought hard. One of them was the first day after tomorrow. He took a look at the guy and beat him up. As a result, he pressed the other party to the ground and dirty his clothes and got punched several times.

Then he was in trouble by the Human Resources Hall. The Human Resources Hall maliciously retaliated and arranged for his parents to sweep the toilets in the outer courtyard for one month.

Seeing his parents working hard every day, he swore that he must change.

Now, he has the ability to change all this.

Fang Tao and others rushed up to help, beat them up and beat them up one by one.

Fang Shen and several others were watching with their eyes pounding.

Damn, it's too cruel. Beating someone is like beating a dog. It's better not to get involved in this matter.

Fang Shen's eyes rolled and he hurriedly whispered to a boy next to him. The boy's eyes lit up and rushed downstairs quickly.

"Stop fighting, I admit defeat..." Fang Jiu couldn't become arrogant anymore, afraid of being beaten to death, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Look at him now with tears and blood, how could he look arrogant and domineering?

Fang Zheng let him go and snorted coldly: "Take the money, otherwise you will be ruined!"

Fang Jiu hurriedly took the lead, took out all the silver on his body, and looked at Fang Zheng timidly.

This beating completely scared them.

Fang Zheng put the money in a good manner and was very satisfied.

Nearly four hundred taels of silver, I couldn't imagine it before.

Sure enough, no wonder many people say: the bigger the fist, the more silver it costs.

He was just about to leave.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

There were dense footsteps coming from the stairwell, and a large group of people rushed up fiercely.

The leader was a middle-aged man with an angry face, followed by more than a dozen burly strong men.

Fang Shen and others' eyes lit up, and they are here!

Fang Jiu and others, who were snot and tears, burst into tears when they saw the middle-aged man. They cried even harder and shouted: "Dad, you want to avenge me, kill this bastard! I want him to tear him into pieces!"

The visitor is the head of the Human Resources Hall, Fang Bashan!

Fang Bashan, a master at the seventh level of acquired nature, is hard to compete with the Bashan Fist he practices.

As his name suggests, he is domineering and arrogant, and he protects his shortcomings the most. In addition, his eldest son is recognized as the first genius in the outer courtyard, so he becomes even more arrogant. Many people avoid him when they see him. This person has a bad temper. Maybe if you glance at him, he just happens to be in a bad mood, he will catch the other party and beat him up.

There are no eight hundred people who are abandoned in his hands, but there are five hundred people. They are famous and cruel and vicious.

Fang Zheng secretly planned that if he fought with this person, his chances of winning would not be great.

Fang Bashan glared at Fang Zheng and shouted: "Baoshi, you are tired of living. You dare to touch my long-term son. You can't even think about going out alive today!"

Then, he took action himself and punched Fang Zhengdang's chest.

The Bashan Fist has the momentum to collapse the mountain, and its power is greatly imminent.

Fang Shen and others sneered on the side. Fang Bashan took action and needed life. Fang Zheng was kicked to the iron plate this time. After he died, they could get back their money.

But the next scene blinded them.

Fang Bashan attacked thirteen consecutive punches, and Fang Zheng cleverly avoided each punch, and he could not hurt him at all.

What's going on?

Fang Bashan was furious and attacked his heart. No matter how quick he speeded up the punch or how tricky the angle was, he encountered Fang Zheng's slightest corner of his clothes.

The other party was like a loach, and he gently avoided it every time he wiped his fist.

This feeling of punching the air is so fucking so fucking.

Fang Zhengze is becoming more and more brave as he fights. Although the opponent is stronger, he is still within the range of observation of the Eye of Insight, and can always capture the trajectory of the opponent's punch.

In addition, he also discovered that the Eye of Insight can see the flaws between the opponent's boxing techniques, and he can easily avoid it with the Wind and Breaking Position.

Although it is not his opponent to resist, there is no pressure to avoid it.

Seeing that he could not capture him for a long time, Fang Bashan became even more angry and shouted at the others: "What are you doing stupidly? Are you waiting for midnight snacks? You're all fucking me and tearing him apart!"

boom!

The men he brought rushed forward with great momentum.

These people are all his confidants, and their strength is between the fifth and sixth levels.

Moreover, they are experienced and experienced, and they can almost achieve perfect cooperation with each other.

Even though Fang Zheng moved his Eye of Insight to the extreme, although he could see the trajectory of everyone's moves, he was full of fists and feet from all directions, and there was no way out in front, back, left and right.

Soon, he took a few punches, groaned, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although you can see clearly, there is no room to avoid it.

How great would it be if you could practice a light body technique?
Chapter completed!
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