The night was dark.

Three figures sneakily approached Yang Fang from the corner of the wall in the distance.

It's the first half of the night.

Zhao Gang and the three of them were extremely bold, and the masters of the Sanhe Gang had already killed an evil spirit last night, so the three of them took a risk and went towards Yang Fang's residence.

"Brother Gang, the light is dark, you should have slept."

A big man's whispering voice rang out.

"Get the drugged out."

Zhao Gang whispered.

A big man next to him immediately took out a black tube from his arms and handed it to Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang wet his fingers, gently broke the window paper, inserted the tubular object into Yang Fang's room, and blew it hard.

Yang Anxin was startled, and quickly covered his mouth and nose.

Drugged?

This is... Zhao Gang?

The sound of talking outside the door, he could almost stop clearly.

These three guys want to harm themselves?

He clenched his sword tightly, shocked and furious.

After waiting quietly for a while, Zhao Gang's voice outside the door sounded again, "It should be okay, pry the door open!" ”

A big man pulled out his dagger, gently inserted it into the crack of the door, and began to fiddle with the deadbolt, slowly moving it to the side.

"It's done!"

The big man's eyes flashed, and he gently pushed the door open.

The three of them held their breath, fanned the strong smell of medicine in front of them, held daggers, and rushed quickly towards the bed, as if they wanted to stab Yang Fang to death on the bed.

But at this moment!

Yang Fang, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly took action.

The long sword in his hand was as if it had suddenly possessed life, and the sword carried with it, as fast as lightning.

Burst! Burst!

Blood splattered, and the sharpened tip of the sword quickly passed through the bodies of the two big men, causing them to let out a miserable scream, which soon came to an abrupt end.

The only remaining Zhao Gang changed color, and quickly turned around, unable to believe it.

"What..."

As soon as he was about to speak, Yang Fang's sword momentum quickly attacked him.

Thirteen Swords of the Wind!

Although it was only the most ordinary swordsmanship on the road, it was still like a storm when he used it with all his might.

Coupled with the fact that it was dark night, the starlight was scattered, and only a vague light could be seen, Zhao Gang was terrified to the extreme at the moment, and he himself was also half-baked in martial arts, so he could only wave a dagger to resist indiscriminately.

Bang Bang!

The sparks burst out, and his dagger swung wildly, blocking Yang Fang's sword moves more than a dozen times.

However, his body was also left with seven or eight cuts by Yang Fang's long sword, and he screamed miserably, begging for mercy in horror, "Who are you?" I'm the younger brother of Zhao Hu of the Three Rivers Gang..."

He still didn't know that it was Yang Fang who was frantically throwing his sword at him.

Yang Fang didn't say a word, and the Thirteen Swords of the Wind frantically cast it.

Zhao Gang's injuries became more and more serious, and his reaction became slower and slower, and when he screamed, the dagger fell, and Yang Fang pierced his shoulder with a sword, pressed against his body, and slammed into the wall, screaming in pain.

"Spare my life!"

Zhao Gang opened his mouth in horror.

"Why kill me? Why? ”

Yang Fang's face was gloomy, and he was clutching the long sword in his palm.

"It's... It's you! ”

Zhao Gang's eyes widened, frightened, and said, "Yang Fang, spare me, you can't kill me..."

Yang Fang once again slammed the long sword hard, and said coldly, "Let me ask you again, why did you kill me?" ”

"I... I'm a ghost, half a month ago, someone saw you fished a piece of black crystal from the place where the Mongolian Chamber of Commerce capsized, I want that black crystal, you spare me, my brother is Zhao Hu..."

Zhao Gang said in fear.

"Your brother is Zhao Hu..."

Yang was relieved of his gloomy head and said, "Then I can't keep you!" ”

Poof!

He pulled out the long sword and stabbed it out again, this time directly from the middle of Zhao Gang's chest, from the back, poof, Zhao Gang's eyes widened, and his hands grabbed Yang Fang with difficulty, but he finally lost any strength.

Yang Anxin's head was thumping, his breathing was short, and his body was almost out of strength.

Killed!

And it's a three-person kill in a row.

His heart was extremely nervous, but he knew that he couldn't leave the corpses here, so he quickly rummaged through the corpses of the three people, and found a total of forty yuan, and then he found some shabby clothes, wrapped these corpses, and began to dispose of them one by one.

Once it is known that he killed Zhao Gang, his fate will definitely be miserable.

Yang Fang didn't dare to slack off, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the middle of the night to carry these corpses to three different directions.

One was thrown into a small ditch a few dozen meters to the east.

One was thrown into an alley a hundred meters behind.

Another was thrown into an alley to the north.

After doing all this, Yang Fang felt a strong sense of exhaustion coming over him.

He suddenly realized that his clothes were also stained with blood, so he immediately took off his clothes, hurried back home, locked the door, took the brazier, and burned the clothes.

After burning his clothes, he suddenly saw the blood stains on the ground, and his face immediately changed, and he hurriedly took the tools and dealt with them overnight.

More than an hour passed.

Yang Fangcai finally handled everything properly, and his body was sore.

"I don't think there will be any traces..."

His heart was uneasy.

suddenly thought of the black crystal that Zhao Gang said before, and immediately rummaged through the room.

After a while, Yang Fang turned over a black crystal the size of an adult's fist from a frame under the bed, six-sided, quite mysterious, and swarthy.

"This is Dark Crystal?"

Yang Fang's brows furrowed.

But what does it do?

Can it be sold for money?

While he was observing, he suddenly had a stabbing pain in his left arm, like a burn.

He hurriedly looked at it, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly jumped.

0 days, 0 hours, 9 minutes, 58 seconds.

57 seconds.

56 seconds.

...

"Going back in time? Can you really travel back? ”

He was excited.

He didn't want to stay in this world for a quarter of an hour.

In the real world, he was a good young man who abided by the law, sitting in the office every day, and there would never be any danger, but now that he has crossed here, he is not only full of dangers, but he is also forced to kill.

It's unacceptable to anyone.

Yang Fang immediately hid the black crystal again, and the whole person lay on the bed honestly, and began to wait for time to pass.

There had never been a moment when his heart was so excited.

The minutes ticked by the minute.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of dizziness came again, causing a heavy feeling to his eyelids, and his body seemed to be sinking into a bottomless abyss, spinning rapidly.

I don't know how long it took before the spinning sensation began to fade away.

His eyes were bright again.

Brush!

Yang Fang's gaze opened again, revealing surprise, and suddenly got up from the bed.

Or in your own home!

In the home of a past life, to be exact.

Really crossed back.

The lamp, the bed, the white shirt, and the kitchen knife and fruit knife are pinned to the waist.

Everything is exactly the same as before.

He hurriedly took out his phone to check the time.

I saw that the time was exactly 8:05 p.m.

The date is the same day, August 12th.

The year hasn't changed either.

"It's only been an hour?"

Yang Anxin was shocked, and he couldn't believe it.

He had been in that world for about three days, but in reality it was only an hour that had passed.

He quickly looked at his wrist again.

The wrist is the same as before, the skin is intact and there is no handwriting.

Everything before was like a dream.

But soon a stream of information came through his mind, and he realized that it was not a dream.