Chapter XXVII; Losses after the rampage
"This ......"
The head of the Bai family in the private room stood up suddenly, and his body trembled slightly.
Fang Ping replaced his Bai family in the battle, and if he won the Bai family, he could get the right to speak, and he didn't have to hand over the five shops in the inner city to Lianjiabao to operate, and this battle almost affected the life and death of the Bai family.
But Fang Ping left no room for heavy damage to Qinghu, which made the head of the Bai family worry about whether Lianjiabao would be angry and break the agreement to anger the Bai family.
Bai Yunfei, who was also sitting in the private room, also screamed in shock after witnessing Fang Ping crushing the green tiger and smashing the green tiger's spine with one punch: "It's terrible." ”
"That Qinghu is one of the five generals of Lianjiabao, the top master of the eight grades of martial arts, this bull demon...... 's strength is so terrifying that I may not be able to go through a round in his hands. ”
After sighing, Bai Yunfei noticed the trembling figure of the head of the Bai family, and his heart moved to understand the worry of the head of the Bai family, and said with a smile; "Dad, you're too worried."
"Lianjiabao, our Bai family can't afford to offend, and the way to resolve the conflict through gladiatorial fighting is recognized by everyone in Shanyang County."
"No matter how angry Jiabao is, he won't do anything to my Bai family, as long as they still have face, then they won't do anything out of the ordinary, it's just this bull demon...... But it's dangerous. ”
"He can obviously show mercy to his subordinates and let go of the green tiger with his noble hand, but he broke the green tiger's spine and made it a waste, whether he can survive or not is two words, after Lianjiabao knows about this matter, he will not bypass him lightly."
Listening to Bai Yunfei's analysis, the head of the Bai family calmed down and said with a wry smile: "What my son said is extremely true. ”
"No matter what, this bull demon has resolved a crisis for my Bai family, and I will give him some more silver taels later, and tell him to leave Shanyang County as soon as possible, so as not to be targeted by Lianjiabao."
Bai Yunfei nodded, he thought so too.
The pores closed, the red light and vapor outside the body dissipated, and Fang Ping looked at the few figures who had broken into the gladiatorial arena.
"Don't ...... Don't move...... It's broken! ”
Qinghu, who still had a breath left, roared weakly.
When several Lianjiabao warriors saw that Qinghu was so badly injured, they went to find a stretcher and carried Qinghu out of the gladiatorial arena.
Fang Ping also hurried back to the private room: "Fortunately, it's not disgraceful, what about the money!" ”
"Three hundred taels of silver, an extra hundred taels of silver, is a little bit of Bai's heart." The head of the Bai family handed out a few silver tickets.
Fang Ping happily accepted, with these four hundred taels of silver, he didn't have to come to this gladiatorial arena to fight in the short term, and he couldn't use the identity of "Bull Demon" when he came, he had to change his vest.
"This time, thanks to His Excellency Bull Demon's righteous action, he has resolved the trouble for my Bai family. With all due respect, it is best for Your Excellency Bull Demon to leave Shanyang County, the sooner the better, my Bai family can cover your departure. Bai Yunfei said.
"No need, it's just a family fort, Uncle Ben hasn't put it in his eyes yet."
Bai Yunfei was stunned, this person was so arrogant, such an empty-eyed, arrogant and arrogant temperament, and his friend who was cautious and low-key to the extreme were really two people who were completely different.
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Outside the gladiatorial arena.
Fang Ping keenly sensed that as soon as he came out of the gladiatorial arena, he was targeted, and there was more than one person.
Running into an alley, Fang Ping jumped onto the courtyard wall, and swept over the roofs as if he were walking on the ground.
After running off the wall and running a cup of tea, the rabbit still couldn't get rid of the eyes behind it.
"Eight pins? Or is it the seventh product? If it was the seventh grade of martial arts, he wouldn't sneakily follow me, just leave me. ”
Taking a deep breath, Fang Ping turned on the rampage mode, a gust of wind blew, the young man's figure was blown away, and Fang Ping in the rampage more than doubled his speed, leaving a trail of afterimages on the roof of the inner city.
Leaving the inner city, not long after arriving in the outer city area, Fang Ping disappeared into a deep old alley.
In the alley, a middle-aged man, a black-haired old man, fell from the front and back feet.
The two of them were not in the same group, but among the many figures who followed Fang Ping, as long as the two of them could keep up with Shang Ping's speed, they didn't get away until Fang Ping entered the rampage mode.
"Awesome! It's amazing! This bull demon ...... After the whole body smokes and the skin is red, the strength and speed can be said to be infinitely comparable to that of a seventh-rank martial artist, so it is so easy to get rid of you and me. ”
The black-haired old man sighed, he practiced a body martial arts, and he had always been proud of his speed, and he had escaped in the pursuit of the seventh-rank martial artists, but today he only opened his eyes.
"Lianjiabao will not let him go, it is not so easy for him to escape from the territory of Shanyang County, and the main road to leave the territory of Shanyang County is full of secret sentry agents of Lianjiabao."
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Rat Alley.
The Bull Head Mask had already been thrown by Fang Ping into the Stinky Water River, and he would not appear in Shanyang County as a "Bull Demon" again anyway.
At dusk.
Fang Ping went to the dart bureau cafeteria to eat, and today he started two rampages in a row, one was to fight with the Qinghu Martial Dao, and the other was to avoid the martial artists who secretly followed him, Fang Ping could feel the signal that he urgently needed energy to replenish his body.
The "gurgling" sound of the stomach is not deceiving.
Gobbling up three large pots of sorghum rice, Fang Ping was full, but the feeling of weakness in his body did not dissipate much, and he calmed down and analyzed the reason.
"The mouth and nose work together with the pores to promote the flow of qi and blood, so that my speed and strength increase dramatically, and my qi and blood increase in a short period of time, just like overdrawing my potential and burning my life. ”
"Ordinary food can fill the stomach, but it can't completely make up for the energy lost by the body after the rampage, right?"
Fang Ping recalled the "tiger fish meat" that Bai Yunfei gave him, one piece can make ordinary people energetic for a whole day, and the martial artists of the middle and third grades must take meat supplements and medicine supplements every three or five times, otherwise the body will also leave losses.
"I haven't reached the third grade yet, but I started two rampages in one day, and the burden is still too great, and I need meat to nourish my body to completely cover up the physical loss after the rampage."
Fang Ping, who found the reason, left the dart game.
The next morning, Fang Ping waited for Bai Yunfei's figure in the dart game, this guy was in a good mood, and he jumped up and down when he walked.
"So happy? Could it be that he married another concubine? Fang Ping asked teasingly.
"No, but I'm just happy, do you know what's going on?" Bai Yunfei smiled brightly and told Fang Ping about the things in the gladiatorial arena as it was.
"That bull demon is really a monster, his whole body is scarlet when he fights, and there is a steaming mist and white gas surging outside his body, and the seven-rank martial artist may not be able to take him down, this is a monster, an unprecedented monster!"
Fang Ping smiled and said nothing, he was not a monster, he just happened to master the trick of the "Turtle Breath Breath Breath Technique", a health preservation technique, and created a martial arts secret technique that belonged to him.
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