"What happened?"

Cheng Tianye's face darkened and he said, "Didn't I tell you not to fight among yourself?"

"We are not fighting among ourselves."

Zhao Meng said helplessly, "That Yang Fang is too stubborn and conflicts with the interests of most of us!"

"that is!"

Sun Zhuang said.

"Enough!"

Cheng Tianye shouted loudly, with a powerful breath, and looked around the crowd and said, "I'll say it again, I don't want to hear any words about internal fighting from now on!"

Sunzhuang, Zhao Meng and others all changed their expressions and did not dare to say anything more.

"Okay, Captain Cheng, don't be angry."

Chen Shiyan came out at the right time to smooth things over and chuckled, "It took a lot of effort for everyone to get together, and some of the emotions are normal. Let's do that. I'll send someone to find Yang Fang tomorrow and ask him what's going on."

She is more beautiful in the other world than in the real world.

She was dressed dignified and decent, looking like a rich lady.

This private room was also where she took out her wallet.

"Um."

Cheng Tianye's expression softened slightly, and he looked at everyone and said, "I believe you all know how difficult it is to live in this place. People will die tragically all the time. Even I am also facing a life and death crisis, so I don't want to

Seeing that everyone continues to fight among themselves, we all come from the same place, if we are not united, then no one can save us!"

"Also, please don't show off during this period. The city has been uneasy recently. All the important people who died in the Black Iron settlement were all important people. Now the major forces are looking for people to investigate, and you are from the settlement.

, it’s best not to show up. As for finding a job, Miss Chen will arrange it for you in the next two days!”

"Okay, thank you, Miss Chen!"

"Yes, thank you very much, Miss Chen!"

Everyone looked at Chen Shiyan.

"You're welcome, let's have a drink together first."

Chen Shiyan smiled and raised her glass.

Then they started talking freely.

The whole venue was filled with joy.

Time passed.

The night passed quickly.

It wasn't until the next morning that Yang Fang finally woke up.

I just felt that this sleep was extremely comfortable, and I felt uncomfortable everywhere in my body. I almost felt like I couldn't bear to leave the bed.

Yang Fang rolled up his sleeves and looked at his left arm.

"I haven't returned yet, it's been nearly twenty days this time."

He got up from the bed and started to go out to eat.

After eating a few simple dishes at the food stall at the door, Yang Fang immediately returned home, lived in seclusion, and began to practice.

Two days passed.

With the help of a bunch of Qi Gathering Pills.

On the afternoon of the third day, there was a sudden deep muffled sound in the room, filled with a powerful momentum.

Yang Fang instantly opened his eyes, his face was overjoyed, and he looked at the panel again.

"The sixth level has reached its peak, the Black Tiger Art has been completely completed!"

"Even the life span has reached 92 years!"

However, the next step is to find the [spiritual level mind method].

Spirit-level mind skills are different from ordinary skills, and there are only two ways to obtain them.

First, go to the black market to buy it, but there is no guarantee that it will be available on the black market. There is a certain probability of luck.

The second is to join some powerful martial arts sects or powerful families

Yang Fang thought carefully.

After a while, I decided to ask the black market first. If that didn't work, I would find a sect to join.

However, ordinary people cannot find access to the black market.

Next, he spent another two days exploring the market.

I have to say, having money is really convenient.

After his intentional search, he learned some news the next evening.

"The black market will open every month during the neutron time. It is located in a dilapidated villa three miles east of the city. However, I would like to advise my friends that if you don't have the strength, it is best not to enter easily, otherwise, hehe.

"

The person who replied was a stall owner selling weapons, showing an intriguing smile.

"Okay, thank you!"

Yang Fang nodded.

He wore a bamboo hat as a simple covering, and threw out two coins of silver as a reward.

The stall owner was so happy that he immediately picked up the silver and put it in his arms.

Yang Fang left here directly.

After taking just a few steps, Yang Fang suddenly paused and stopped.

I saw three familiar figures in front of me, walking through the streets and alleys into the distance.

Sun Zhuang, Zhao Meng, Hu Gan!

Yang Fang narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully.

After a while, he still stepped forward and followed him.

In the long alley.

Sun Zhuang, Zhao Meng, and Hu Gan cursed dissatisfiedly as they walked.

"Damn it, what kind of job did Chen Shiyan arrange for me, asking me to raise horses for the Zhou family? Damn it, is this bitch playing tricks on me?"

"You are already very good at raising horses. At least you are a supervisor, but what about me? He introduced me to guard the mine, and I ended up working the night shift for three days. Not to mention how bad the place I live in is!"

"Hey, forget it, don't mention it. I thought that taking refuge in this woman would bring glory and wealth, but now it seems that it is better to take refuge in the Aoki Gang. In the Aoki Gang, I can become a small leader!"

"I'm thinking about that bastard Yang Fang again. He's so insidious. Being a son can cost hundreds of taels."

While the three of them were cursing, they suddenly stopped and their expressions changed slightly.

They saw an unusually tall figure standing in front of them, blocking the alley.

It's about two meters long.

The shoulders are broad and the muscles are full.

Wearing a bamboo hat on his head, he remained motionless.

"You, who are you?"

Sun Zhuang said in surprise.

The figure walked directly towards their bodies without saying a word, bringing a powerful aura out of thin air.

The three people instinctively sensed that something was wrong and quickly ran away.

But the figure's palms were like electricity, penetrating the air with a fierce force, almost reaching the extreme.

Poof!

Sun Zhuang's head was held down when he met him, and he hit his head against the wall on the spot. With a bang, it shattered into pieces.

Blood spurted out, but not even a scream came out.

Then another palm strike struck the remaining two people in the back with terrifying and brutal force.

The remaining two people were horrified and were about to scream, but soon two muffled sounds were heard. Their bones were shattered, blood spurted from their orifices, and they flew out instantly and fell to the ground.

"Three ants have long wanted to kill you!"

Yang Fang's tone was cold, and he turned and left.

Chapter 4 is here!

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