Seven days passed.

Weekend hours.

Fang Ting called Yang Fang again and wanted to ask Yang Fang out.

It's a pity that Yang Fang was busy with cultivation and directly chose to excuse himself, which made Fang Ting feel a faint sense of loss.

A girl travels through another world, almost instinctively to find someone to rely on.

The indigenous disciple her uncle introduced to her before was very good, but unfortunately he was brutally killed.

Now she hopes that Yang Fang can accompany her, but Yang Fang is so busy every time.

"Okay, Fang Ting, you actually secretly contacted that Yang Fang behind my back, that is my blind date."

Suddenly, there was a joking laugh.

Zhao Xue swooped over from behind, and suddenly firmly hugged Fang Ting's waist, and the long ponytail behind her flicked one after another, with a heroic posture.

"No, he and I are just ordinary colleagues!"

Fang Ting smiled bitterly.

"Ordinary colleague relationships? I think you're just bored! ”

Zhao Xue snorted lightly and said with a smile, "But I still forgive you, let's go, I'll invite you to eat a certain Deji."

The two of them left the place.

Abandoned construction site.

Yang put his upper body naked, his muscles appeared, and he was still practicing the cross fist over and over again, whirring, and his movements were fast and powerful.

Fifteen days passed quickly.

Tonight is the time to return again.

As soon as he thought of Steward Tan in the iron shop, he couldn't help but feel his heart sank, and his eyes were as bright as a tiger.

Ever since he entered the blacksmith, he has been low-key enough.

Steward Tan bullied him, insulted him, and beat him, and he chose to forbear.

But people always have three points of anger!

Call! Call! Call!

The fist is loud, the momentum is very loud, with a toned body, extremely uniform and masculine, there is an indescribable beauty.

With a punch, it was like a tiger descending from a mountain.

Time to pass.

Before you know it, night falls.

After eating dinner, Yang Fang returned home, took a warm bath, and then sat on the bed, waiting to return.

As expected.

The burning stinging pain in the arm soon set in.

A line of handwriting that only he could see came into view.

"This time, the Iron Demon Battle Armor should be able to be completely created."

Yang Fang said darkly.

As long as the Iron Demon Battle Armor is created, he can pinch Steward Tan to death and leave directly.

Yang Fang lay on the bed and began to wait for time to pass.

The familiar and unusual groggy feeling came over him again, making his mind dizzy and his eyes black.

A few minutes later.

Whew, whew!

Inside a dark room.

Yang Fang suddenly opened his eyes, got up suddenly, gasped heavily, looked towards the room, and then immediately walked to the door, looked at the deadbolt, and relaxed temporarily.

The deadbolt is still plugged in.

The hair on the deadbolt didn't fall out either.

It shows that no one has touched it from beginning to end.

"It seems that Steward Tan really hasn't been here."

Yang Fang whispered, opened the panel again, and looked at it.

Revision: Mid-7 Grades (837/1000)

Mental Method: Xuanwu True Gong Fourth Heavy (3350/4000)

Martial Arts: Cross Fist First Heavy (500/600), Wind Chasing Sword Mastery (230/500), Blink Eye Sword Mastery (180/500)

Qualification: Best of the best (75/90)

"It's closer to the peak of the seventh grade, but the cross fist is still too slow, and it hasn't broken through the first weight yet."

Yang Fang watched for a while, then closed the panel again.

He glanced at the sky, immediately took out a piece of dark iron, and hurried towards the front hall.

After a while, the heavy sound of striking iron sounded in the dark night.

Early the next morning.

Steward Tan smiled and came to visit Yang Fang again.

"Senior Brother Yang, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's fine."

Yang Fang responded.

"It's okay, by the way, I heard that Zhang Xiaobao is dumb, do you want to fire him?"

Steward Tan said with a smile.

"No, let him stay, blame the poor one."

Yang Fang said.

"Senior brother is really kind, hehe."

Steward Tan smiled meaningfully, patted Yang Fang on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

Yang Fang's eyes narrowed, and he silently looked at Steward Tan.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and turned to go out to check in on the situation.

The streets were indeed more tense than they had been a few days ago, and there were crowds of people everywhere, gathering in piles and talking about it.

Some discussed the affairs of the Xuanwu Sect, some discussed the affairs of the evil spirits, and some discussed the affairs of the Black Dragon Army.

He walked straight to a shop.

"The guest officer wants to buy the evil jade? The current evil jade is 55 taels of silver. ”

The shopkeeper's smile.

"55 taels, how many pieces do you have in your store?"

Yang Fang asked.

"How much more do you want from the guest officer?"

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up.

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll take a count."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and immediately counted carefully, and said, "There are still twelve pieces in total, do you want them all?" ”

"It's all over!"

Yang Fang spoke.

This evil jade will definitely rise in the future.

Hoard more now, and wait for the rear to sell it, you can definitely make a big profit.

Real-world information is not without any use.

At least he knew what the situation was about to face.

He can prepare a lot of things in advance for this.

"Guest officer, please come in, I'll let people prepare."

The shopkeeper hurriedly beckoned Yang Fang into the house, and his heart was happy, and he let people serve fragrant tea.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a big customer.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to buy so much at once.

"By the way, shopkeeper, I have some antique jade, look at it, you can't accept it."

Yang Fang walked into the shop, his tone was flat, he took out a bag of antique jade and put it on the table, densely packed with a large pile.

These were all looted by him in the Black Iron Settlement, and there were 79 of them.

It is said that gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.

Now that the chaos in Bailuo City has begun to appear, these things will only be discounted if they are left in their hands.

Changing everything into silver is the way to go.

The shopkeeper was suspicious, went up to look carefully, and was suddenly speechless, and then immediately called several appraisers to identify and value together.

It took a long time for all the appraisals and valuations to be completed.

"Does the guest really want to sell them all?"

The shopkeeper looked shocked and stepped forward.

"Yes, how much silver can you give?"

Yang Fang asked.

"So, I can give 2,400 taels!"

The shopkeeper groaned.

2400 taels?

"Deal, prepare the money."

Yang Fang nodded.

The average piece is 30 taels, which is equivalent to the salary of ordinary people for six or seven years, which is a lot of money.

Anyway, he scavenged them.

"The guest officer is refreshing, I'll prepare."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed and said, "By the way, should the money for the evil jade be deducted from it?" ”

"Buckle!"

"Good!"

The shopkeeper was overjoyed and hurriedly prepared to go.

After a short time, he picked up two packages, one full of silver ingots and the other containing 12 jades to ward off evil spirits.

Yang Fang picked up the package, looked at it carefully, was quite satisfied, and immediately left.

Some time ago, he had been cultivating with medicinal baths, and the silver on his body had long since run out.

Now it's finally made up again.

After deducting the money to ward off evil jade, there are still 1740 taels left.

And the evil jade on his body has reached 90.

Yang Fang thought about it, and went to other shops to buy 10 evil jades, and made up enough 100 pieces, ready to cover the plate and wait for the price to rise.

So far, there are 1190 taels of silver left on his body.

In the afternoon.

Zhang Xiaobao came to see Yang Fang again.

After taking the medicine he prescribed, Zhang Xiaobao's mute has indeed been cured.

"It's not bad, but remember what I said before, don't speak easily, otherwise Steward Tan will find out, and you will die."

Yang Fang said.

"Yes, thank you Yang Ye for saving your life."

Zhang Xiaobao was extremely grateful, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed a few times again.

"Get up!"

Yang Fang said satisfied.

"Yes, Master Yang."

Zhang Xiaobao kowtowed again.

The following days were peaceful.

After a few beatings before, Steward Tan had thoroughly figured out Yang Fang's personality and didn't pay any attention to him anymore.

And taking advantage of this time, Yang Fang cultivated during the day, struck iron at night, and occasionally developed poison, and his strength was growing by leaps and bounds.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days have passed.

Drunken Spring Building.

One of the famous places in the city.

There was a burst of laughter and debauchery from inside.

In the reddish room, there is an indescribable atmosphere that makes people intoxicated.

Several scantily clad girls covered their mouths and looked at the scene in front of them with a grin.

On the side of the bed, Zhang Xiaobao trembled, terrified, holding his clothes tightly with both hands, and looked at a young man next to him.

The young man smiled and said, "Get up and take off your clothes!" ”

"Hu Gongzi, you spare the small one, please, the small one kowtows to you."

Zhang Xiaobao was extremely frightened, and hurriedly kowtowed, begging bitterly.

He never thought that when he went out to help Yang Fang buy medicine today, he would actually meet Hu Tianle, one of the playboys of the Tianlong Gang.

For Hu Tianle, he has long heard of it.

This person's father is Hu Meng, one of the four hall masters of the Tianlong Gang, and his strength is extremely strong, and he is in the middle of the seventh grade.

As for Hu Tianle himself, he is even more notorious.

This man eats both men and women, plays extremely perverted, and often people die tragically in his bed, and many people will change color when they mention his name.

It's just that he didn't expect that this time it would be his turn.

"Say one more thing, get up, or I'll be angry."

Hu Tianle said lightly.

"Master Hu, spare the little one"

Zhang Xiaobao wailed bitterly.

Syllable!

Hu Tianle slapped him over, whipped Zhang Xiaobao to the side, his face turned cold, and said, "I don't know how to lift, I picked up his clothes!" ”

"Yes, Master Hu!"

"Don't be nervous, little brother."

A group of scantily clad girls quickly rushed over with laughter, bringing a rich fragrance.

Seven hands and eight feet, Zhang Xiaobao was soon annihilated.

The whole room was filled with an indescribable aura.

In the afternoon.

Zhang Xiaobao lost his soul and returned to the shop, his face was slightly pale, even if he tried his best to cover it up, he was still seen by Yang Fang that it was not right.

"What's wrong? Xiaobao? ”

"No, it's fine."

Zhang Xiaobao forced a smile.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

Yang Fanghu was suspicious.

"It's really okay, thank you Yang Ye."

Zhang Xiaobao said gratefully.

"Well, it's okay, go ahead."

Yang Fang waved his palm, his eyes touched and looked at Zhang Xiaobao, thoughtful.

Could it be that Steward Tan has done it again?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed.

At dusk.

A close confidant of Steward Tan came over and said, "Deputy Steward Yang, your servant Zhang Xiaobao offended Hu Tianle, the son of the Tianlong Gang today, and Steward Tan will let you give an explanation!" ”

"My servant has offended the Celestial Dragon Gang?"

Yang Fang frowned and said, "Wait, when did this happen?" ”

"In the afternoon."

The cronie opened his mouth and said, "I don't know the specific situation, but what Steward Tan means is to let you take Zhang Xiaobao's head with you and personally go to the Tianlong Gang to apologize, and this matter is over!" ”

Joke!

Yang was relieved that his head turned cold.

Wearing your head yourself, and you have to apologize?

"Go ahead, I'll talk to Steward Tan about this."

Yang Fang's tone was indifferent.

There is also a monthly pass in the afternoon!

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