"This is the rumored Black Cross bandits?" A voice suddenly came from the side, and there was an indifference in the calm that made people unable to calm down.

"Who?" The fat man Pigno turned his head to look at the person, only to see a young man in coarse linen clothes walking towards this side with an expressionless face, the fat man sneered and picked up a toothpick and picked his teeth, "Little friend, give you a chance to hide behind, I will not pursue the insulting words in front of you and me." ”

"Xiao Yan, go back quickly." The village chief looked at Fang Yan desperately, but Fang Yan just smiled at him, his eyes didn't look at the fat man Pigno, as if he didn't exist, and nodded to everyone as if he had said hello. Then, he walked slowly to Lolita, who was lying on the ground.

"Brother Fang Yan, I'm fine, you can go quickly." Cold sweat continued to drip down on Lolita's strong white little face, and her teeth were clenched, but she was still holding on to the other party's Yan Dao.

"Let me see, is this it?" Ignoring Lolita's words, Fang Yan gently placed his hand on the left shoulder that Lolita's right hand was holding.

"Hmm." Lolita lowered her head, tears were already welling up in her aggrieved eyes, but she couldn't bear to cry in front of Fang Yan.

"Fortunately, it's a dislocation, not a fracture." Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief as he spoke, revealing a gentle little face to Lolita, "Lolita, endure a little pain." ”

After Lolita nodded, Fang Yan's palm opened and grabbed Lolita's shoulder, pulled it down and pressed it up, the bones sounded a few crisp sounds in Lolita's suppressed pain, and Lolita's dislocated arm was put back in place by Fang Yan.

"You rest here for a while, and I'll go over for a while." Fang Yan smiled and touched Lolita's little head, and after standing up and turning around, his face was already covered with frost.

Walking to this side with a pace that was neither fast nor slow, Fang Yan's eyes were on the fat man Pigno in front of him, and he asked word by word, "Who injured Lolita?" ”

"Congratulations, you guessed right, but unfortunately there is no award, it was the old man who did it." The fat man Pigno sneered and bit his toothpick, raised his palm and shook it in front of Fang Yan, "It seems that you want to taste the same taste." ”

Fang Yan smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "It turned out to be the right hand・・・・・・"

A strange red glow flashed in his eyes, Fang Yan's right hand suddenly reached out, grabbed the fat man Pigno's right wrist before he could react, and clenched it hard, making a crackling sound.

Suddenly, a pig-killing scream resounded throughout the village.

"It's just an ordinary person with little power, why can he do such an evil thing? Who's backing you? Fang Yan questioned the fat man Pigno, the force in his hand increased again, and Pigno, who was suffering from great pain, knelt on the ground and howled miserably.

Seeing his own leader kneeling in front of Fang Yan and shouting loudly, the men of the Black Cross surrounded Fang Yan, and most of the people's eyes showed a look of schadenfreude, but there were also a few fat Pigno's irons running towards Fang Yan angrily and shouting directly with their hands.

Fang Yan snorted coldly, his right hand that grabbed Pigno's wrist like an iron tong did not let go, and directly kicked it with the fat man's arm as the fulcrum, running in the chest of the person in front, and taking the two or three behind him away.

Looking coldly at the Black Cross people in front of him, Fang Yan said lightly: "Although I'm not a master, it's no problem to deal with you group of waste." ”

"Boy, don't be too rampant!"

"Get him!"

"Let's go!"

There was no anger and resentment in the scolding from the Black Cross crowd, but it was filled with a kind of schadenfreude that even Fang Yan could hear, this kind of schadenfreude could be described as blatant, and it was even deliberately made for Pygno, who was kneeling on the ground and screaming. This situation made Fang Yan glance at Pigno with interest, and the strength in his hand increased again.

However, while most of the people in the Black Cross were dissatisfied with and disdainful of the talkative Mr. Pigno, for the sake of the man behind him, they had to fight today. If Pignor had been wounded like that, and they had nothing to do, not only would they be morally unjustifiable, but they would not have any good fruit to eat when they returned, and everyone knew this.

But what's interesting is that the Black Cross people didn't rush up in a swarm, except for a few people who came to attack Fang Yan at the beginning but were repulsed, the rest of the people were all in groups of three or four, coming up to fight Fang Yan in batches, one group of people fell and the other group of people immediately picked up. Although there was no intention of releasing water, it was clear that they all had a common idea - to make this battle drag on a little longer・・・・・・

After knocking down the three people in the second group, Fang Yan stopped his movements and gasped, habitually squeezing the wrist of the fat man Pigno hard, and let out another pig-killing howl.

Looking at the new group of people who were already standing in front of him, a trace of solemnity flashed in Fang Yan's eyes. The strength of this group of people was much stronger than he had imagined at the beginning. If the wheel battle continues like this, I am afraid that I will eventually exhaust my strength and be taken down by them.

"In that case・・・・・・ Fang Yan glared at the fat man Pigno who was holding in his hand, pinched it with all his strength, and then threw him to the side at random, flicking his somewhat sore wrist to look at the enemy in front of him.

At this moment, Pigno had already rolled his eyes and fainted, the strength under Fang Yan's hatred was not a joke, Pigno's right hand was almost useless, the entire hand bone was full of cracks, and many broken bones pierced into the flesh and blood of his hand. Even in the coma, the expression of extreme pain on Pigno's face could be seen.

After letting go of the drag of the fat man Pigno, most of Fang Yan's strength was liberated, and his combat power could be swung normally. Next, it's the real battle.

"Cut." The few people on the opposite side glanced at Fang Yan with unswerving expressions, they understood that this tacit battle was over, but it was a pity that they were a little unhappy not to see Pigno suffer more.

Although Fang Yan gave Pigno a hard lecture and made them breathe a sigh of relief, the two sides were still enemies from a fundamental standpoint. Fat Pigno was injured like this, and if they returned to the organization and failed to hand over the murderer, they would be punished. Therefore, the Black Cross people must defeat Fang Yan and then capture him, otherwise who will be the scapegoat for the fat Pignor's injury?

And from Fang Yan's standpoint, although these people have a lot of internal contradictions with Pigno, who injured Lolita, in Fang Yan's opinion, they are all the same. The notoriety of the Black Cross bandits is not simply caused by one or two people, it is a kind of complete corruption from top to bottom. And these people are the accomplices of the Black Cross in many evils.

The saying that the enemy of an enemy is a friend is not applicable on every occasion.

Since the real battle was about to start, naturally there was no tacit wheel battle like before, and the remaining members of the Black Cross took a few steps forward, including a few people who had been slightly injured in the previous battle with Fang Yan, and they also got up from the ground, except for the two descendants of the fat man Pigno who took him aside to take care of him, a total of 15 people surrounded Fang Yan.

Fang Yan looked around at the people around him expressionlessly, but his heart sank. In the previous battle, Fang Yan had already understood that these people in front of him were by no means easy to fight, ordinary people like Pigno were considered alternative, and almost all of these people had received professional warrior training, and everyone had not been weak. After all, this is the notorious Black Cross bandits, not some street ruffians.

The situation is not good.

"Hurting our 'beloved' team leader won't let you escape easily." A man with a long hand shook the iron rod in his hand vigorously and looked at Fang Yan with a sneer.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth curled slightly, his gaze swept over the faces of everyone around him, his lips moved and he muttered to himself: "It seems that that kind of power is going to be used・・・・・・ I hope that the situation like last time will not happen again." ”

"Hidden power? Hmph, tell you, it's useless! We're fifteen to one! ”

"No!" The familiar old voice suddenly sounded, "You are fighting dozens of them." ”

The Black Cross people turned around and saw more than thirty adult men with weapons gathered together, each with anger on their faces, and each with determination in their eyes, staring at the Black Cross without fear. Standing at the forefront is the old village chief of Windmill Village.

"Fang Yan is a member of our windmill village," the village chief's old and ordinary face had a momentum of not being angry and arrogant at the moment, "If you want to move him, pass our level first!" ”