"You are responsible for what you say, so I will kill you"

Zhou Hu stared at Yang Fan with Ling Ran's eyes, and his tone was cold.

He saw contempt in Yang Fan's eyes, and he was very unhappy.

Staring at Zhou Hu, Yang Fan had indifference in his eyes, looking like he was absent-minded.

"That's a lot of nonsense," Yang Fan said coldly.

Zhou Hu looked ruthless and immediately killed him.

He punched in, with a wave of energy, and rubbed against the air to make a sound, giving people a palpitating formation.

The fist arrived before the fist wind, and if an ordinary person was hit, he would definitely be seriously injured.

But Yang Fan didn't raise his eyelids, he made a move.

I saw that his right hand quickly poked out, formed into an eagle claw, and grabbed the fist that attacked Zhou Hu.

Accurately grabbing Zhou Hu's fist, Yang Fan suddenly pulled back, and pulled the person forward.

His strength was so great that Zhou Hu was a little caught off guard, and the whole person leaned forward.

His face changed, and Zhou Hu stepped forward, instantly stepping out of the ground like a spider-silk crack.

Concentrating, he retracted with all his might.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth hooked up into a sneer, and his hand slammed into force.

"Click"

"Ahh

Only a clicking sound was heard, followed by Zhou Hu's screams.

His fist was deeply pierced by Yang Fan's fingers, deep into the bones.

The strength is almost in the middle stage of qi refining, and Yang Fan's strength is an unclimbable mountain for Zhou Hu.

His fingers were as hard as steel bars under the blessing of spiritual power.

Zhou Hu's face turned pale, and his eyes showed horror.

He couldn't hold up a move in front of Yang Fan in front of him, and he was shocked in his heart.

Obviously, Yang Fan's strength is much higher than his.

With a shock, Yang Fan kicked out like lightning and kicked Zhou Hu's chest.

"Bang"

Zhou Hu's whole person flew upside down in response to the sound and slammed into the wall, and the wall instantly became dented.

He felt that the bones of his whole body were falling apart, and the pain was unbearable.

The moment he fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Wei Yanhe trembled all over, and his heart was terrified to the extreme.

Zhou Hu couldn't hold up a move in front of Yang Fan, like an ant.

At the beginning, he thought that there would be nothing wrong with Zhou Hu by his side, but now it seems that he is dead.

"Those people are handed over to you," Yang Fan said back to Wang Gang.

Wang Gang came back to his senses from his stunned state and secretly inhaled cold air in his heart.

Seeing that his master could easily get Zhou Hu done, Wang Gang was very surprised.

I thought that Yang Fan would spend some effort to deal with Zhou Hu, but he didn't expect such a result.

"Brother, as long as you let me go, I can give you money, no matter how much, I will give it" Wei Yanhe looked at Wang Gang with a frightened expression: "I beg you to let me go"

He had no hope of escaping and could only beg for mercy.

Because he had no confidence to run away in front of Yang Fan.

"All of you are going to die" Wang Gang stared at Wei Yanhe hatefully, his tone cold.

His own brother was killed, how could he let these people go.

Only when these people are all dead can the hatred in his heart be relieved.

Anyway, these people of the Scythe Society are not good people, and it is a scourge to stay in this society.

"I am a member of the Green Gang, if you dare to kill me, just wait for the Green Gang to retaliate" Zhou Hu said with a hideous expression: "I admit that you are very strong, but you are nothing in front of the Green Gang, and the strength of the Green Gang is not something you can provoke"

As a disciple at the helm of the Green Gang, Zhou Hu still has some confidence in his heart.

After all, the Green Gang is a big gang overseas, and there are many masters in it.

Even the masters in Yan Huang Guo didn't dare to offend the Qing Gang easily.

"It's just a little green gang, it's not a fart in my eyes," Yang Fan said disdainfully.

As a killing god, Yang Fan would be afraid of the forces in a low-level world?

He wants people to die, and no one will live.

"You dare to kill me, the Qing Gang will let you die without a corpse, and your family will not be spared" Zhou Hu stared at Yang Fan and said loudly.

"Noise" Yang Fan snorted coldly.

The momentum on his body became fierce, and he made a lightning shot, grabbed Zhou Hu's neck with one hand, and twisted it directly.

Until he died, Zhou Hu's eyes widened with disbelief in his eyes.

After killing Zhou Hu, Yang Fan turned around and walked downstairs.

Wang Gang stared at Wei Yanhe, his eyes full of hatred.

He moved, and killed him with a machete in his hand.

"Stop him, stop him" Wei Yanhe was shocked and hurriedly shouted at the members of the Scythe Society.

But where did the members of the Scythe Society care about saving Wei Yanhe, it was still important to save their lives, so everyone ran away.

Seeing this situation, Wei Yanhe was already desperate.

He kept begging Wang Gang for mercy, and even knelt down and kowtowed.

Without a trace of mercy, Wang Gang solved Wei Yanhe with a knife.

The great revenge was avenged, and he quickly left the Cloud Club with Yang Fan.

Soon, the police arrived and cordoned off the Cloud Club.

The police wanted to investigate the surveillance and found that the surveillance was broken and could not see what was happening at the scene.

And the news of the killing of the boss of the Scythe Society soon spread throughout the major forces in Jiangcheng.

In the headquarters of the overseas Youth Gang, the high-level leaders of the Youth Gang gathered together, and the expressions on everyone's faces were full of anger.

"Our Qing Gang will be wiped out in a small branch in Yanhuang Country, and the gang leader's own disciples will be killed, if the gang leader blames it, we can't afford it. An old man said with a solemn expression.

The killing of the disciple of the leader of the Green Gang is not a trivial matter.

"Who dares to do something to my Qing Gang?" Another senior member of the Qing Gang wondered: "To do something to my Qing Gang, except for Yan Huang Longyin, no one else has the courage to do it."

A middle-aged woman spoke: "This shouldn't be Long Yin, after all, we have an agreement, as long as it is not a high-level person in the past, Long Yin's people will not make a move."

Everyone talked for a while, and they all felt that it was not Long Yin who made a move, but they didn't know who dared to attack the people of the Green Gang.

"No matter who it is, you have to pay the price" The old man said with a solemn expression: "Let people go to Yanhuang to investigate, and the murderer must be found"

"Then Lei Kun should go over, he was the most suitable for the past," one of the elders suggested.

"It's okay, Lei Kun is Senior Brother Zhou Hu, and his strength is not bad, so let him go" The Great Elder nodded.

Yang Fan and Wang Gang left the Yunjian Club, and then found a hotel to stay.

He taught Wang Gang a recipe and asked the latter to practice according to it.

Of course, the recipe he taught was a low-level recipe.

After all, Wang Gang is only a registered disciple now, and he has not become a regular disciple, so he can only practice low-level magic techniques.

But Yang Fan felt in his heart that even if it was a low-level magic technique, he could make Wang Gang's strength increase quickly.

He taught the trick, and in this low-level world, it was a rare trick, and if it was passed on, it would be robbed madly.

At the beginning of the practice, Wang Gang was not very good at it, so Yang Fan personally guided the practice.

After Yang Fan knew, Wang Gang quickly mastered the trick.

Knowing the power of the method, Wang Gang was shocked.

He was glad to be able to become a disciple of Yang Fan.

Although he is a registered disciple, he is also satisfied.