"Fangzheng, now 31 years old, his parents died when he was a child, he was raised by his uncle Fang Jian, he had excellent grades in his youth, he had a love affair in high school, and his grades dropped sharply, and he was admitted to an art college instead.

"Until seven years ago, Uncle Fang Zheng was inexplicably killed, and he returned to Qilipu to inherit the inheritance left by Fang Jian."

In the room, a person held a tablet in his hand, and a photo flashed on the big screen beside him from time to time with his voice.

Among them are Fang Zheng's personal photos and graduation photos when he was young, as well as the archives after Fang Jian's murder.

Some of these things belong to personal privacy, and some are archived by public security, but they have all been found.

"That year, he worshiped under the Xingyi boxing master Guo Tiantianmen, and was suspected of killing someone on Tianpan Mountain in Qushi."

"Not one killing, but five people, including two top mercenaries and a woman."

"After that, he killed several people in a row, but because there was no evidence, the security authorities were unable to convict him."

"Oh!"

A woman with Erlang's legs straightened her back and her beautiful eyes flashed:

"In other words, his change started seven years ago?"

"Yes."

The narrator nods:

"Judging by the data, it is."

"Miss."

He reminded:

"According to our investigation, Fang Zheng's attitude towards life is extremely cold, and there is no psychological pressure on him to kill, as long as he feels that the other party deserves to die and can be killed, he may kill people, and he will not show mercy because of the other party's identity, status, and gender."

"There can be nearly a hundred people who die at his hands!"

This is a very frightening number, and even the executioner on the battlefield in modern society may not be able to kill so many people.

And Founder,

It is unbelievable that a person in a peaceful country should have hundreds of lives on his hands.

Rao is a well-informed woman, and her beautiful eyes can't help shrinking when she hears the words.

After a pause, he said:

"Go on!"

"Yes."

The narrator nods:

"In the past two years, the martial arts circle has reached a consensus that there is a god in the fist can be a martial arts master, and although the concept of a god in the fist has existed in ancient times, it is naturally summarized by Guo, which may be related to Founder."

"There are also the three realms of blood exchange, skin training, bone forging, and five internal organs, which were also put forward by him."

"Miss, please see."

He pressed the tablet, and a video immediately appeared on the screen beside him.

"This is a video of Fang Zheng doing it with his senior brother Cao Wu, Cao Wu belongs to a top mercenary organization, nicknamed Titan, his strength can crush ordinary soldier kings, but even if he stimulates his potential with the help of drugs, he is still powerless in front of Fang Zheng."

"We speculate that Fang Zheng a few years ago may have been a three-blooded martial artist and realized the realm of God in his fist."

The video shows Fang Zheng waving his fists and smashing the sturdy car like a toy.

The explosive power of the flesh is terrifying.

Cao Wu, who fought with him, was already an inhuman existence in the eyes of ordinary people, and he was still easily tortured and killed by him.

"In addition to that, Founder is also a successful businessman."

The narrator spoke again:

"He fully controls Fangtian Group, Fangtian Group's Fangcai, Yunweaving, Tianyu, etc. are all behemoths with an annual output value of hundreds of millions or even billions, and the key is that his industrial profit margin is extremely high."

"Fang porcelain has only been developed for a few years, and it has been known as the first luxury brand in Xia Kingdom, and the technology of cloud weaving has special significance for the textile industry, and even the jade business has a stable output."

"These three companies are qualified to go public, and many investment banks have issued invitations, but Founder has no plans to go public for financing."

"In addition......"

"He also has an entertainment company, a furniture manufacturing company, and a pharmaceutical research and development company under his name......"

"According to incomplete statistics, Founder's personal assets should be more than 10 billion, which is enough to be on the list of the richest people in Xia Country, and this is only the wealth he has created in just a few years."

"Ten billion!" The woman sighed:

"In just a few years, with a net worth of 10 billion, if it is listed for financing, the assets can be increased several times."

"It's amazing!"

"Yes." The narrator nods:

"And the company's assets under Fangzheng's name are almost transparent, there has never been tax evasion, and it has always been a tax star in Qushi."

"In addition to taxes, he will donate to various departments in Qu City every year, even if it is our people in Qu City, we must be cautious, I dare not say that it is to investigate him, otherwise we will encounter great resistance."

"Bang Dang ......"

"Peng!"

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and then the door was pushed open, and an angry Wang Zhixi rushed in.

"Sister Zhixi."

The woman raised her eyebrows when she saw this:

"You finally returned to the Wang family after many years, which can be regarded as untying a knot in Uncle Qi's heart, but you broke in without saying hello, what are you going to do?"

"Wang E, I want to ask what you are going to do?" Wang Zhixi's face was gloomy:

"Without my father's permission, you actually mobilized our people to track down Daoist Fang?"

"Your people?" Wang E raised her eyebrows:

"The Wang family has no private soldiers, Fang Zheng killed Wang Jun and Wang Ruyu, how can he be indifferent as sisters and brothers of the same clan?"

"Or ......"

"Zhixi, don't you think of yourself as a member of the Wang family?"

Wang Zhixi's expression froze.

Then he spoke in a muffled voice:

"Wang Jun and the others died suddenly, there is no evidence that Fang Daochang did it, and ...... Fang Dao Chang is dangerous. ”

"Are you scared?" Wang E squinted:

"You don't dare, and you don't want to offend Fangzheng, who helps people recognize their relatives, right?"

"As long as you kill the Wang family, no matter who you are, you will have to pay the price, and this matter is the decision of the clan elder."

Then wave again:

"Go on!"

The commentator glanced at Wang Zhixi, who was pale, subconsciously lowered his head, and said:

"Two years ago, the Xizhou herdsmen took a fancy to Fangzheng's business, and sent Mu Yuanchun to negotiate with Fangzheng."

"The herdsman is relatively strong, and the business has not been negotiated and intends to use it strongly, but it turned out to be bloody."

"Fang Zheng broke into Mu Yuanchun's residence, killed him under the protection of a guard, and chased Mu Yandi to Xizhou, until all the Xizhou Mu family was wiped out.

"The swordsman who fought with him, Shangquan Xiuzun, said before he died that Fang Zheng can do slashing bullets!"

"At this time, he is obviously beyond the scope of a three-blooded martial artist!"

Knife chop bullets?

Several people in the audience all changed color on their faces, and even the commentator who had already known the situation in advance was surprised.

"...... Seven Years Ago"

Wang E spoke slowly:

"What happened to him?"

"We looked into the situation seven years ago, but after all, it was too long and the gains were limited." The narrator said:

"However, that year, there was an ancient tomb in Tianpan Mountain, Qushi City, and the people of the Xiao family went to investigate, and it is said that there were still dead people, and they once traced the bracelet excavated from an ancient tomb, I don't know if this matter has anything to do with Fangzheng."

"In addition......"

"I talked about a girlfriend a few years ago, who is Guo Erqiu, the granddaughter of his master Guo Tiantian."

"After Guo naturally died, Guo Erqiu followed his father to a foreign country, and gave birth to a daughter a few months later, which is very likely to be Fangzheng's daughter according to time, and the girl's name is Nian Fang."

"Huh?" Wang E's eyes lit up:

"Where is Guo Erqiu?"

"She's supposed to be dead." The narrator shook his head:

"Soon after giving birth to her daughter, Guo Erqiu was hospitalized again due to heavy bleeding, and then transferred to other countries for treatment, because we have not been able to trace it clearly because of foreign nationality, and we dare not take her granddaughter to participate in the scientific expedition to the North Pole the year before last, there is no Guo Erqiu, and the specific situation is still under investigation."

After all, the power of the Wang family is mostly at home, and it is a little inconvenient abroad after all.

"Interesting!"

After listening to the investigation, Wang E leaned back and thoughtfully:

"This man is full of secrets, it's really curious, and I can't wait to meet him."

Saying,

Stuck out his tongue and licked his red lips.

"Try to catch them alive!" Wang E said slowly:

"I want to know the secret of his body, and inform the Xiao family, they should also be interested in each other."

"Yes."

…………

The plane left the ground and jumped into the clouds.

Zheng Liang stood in front of the porthole, watching the city below shrink and fade away until it was obscured by the clouds.

This is their Zheng family's private jet, with an aviation charter, and there are only a few people in the huge cabin.

Turn around.

My sister fawn is lying on the table and gobbling up.

"Eat slowly."

Mother Zheng persuaded in a low voice:

"Your body is just right, and your bones are still very weak, so it's easy to have indigestion when you eat and drink a lot."

"Not bad." Zheng Liang nodded, ignoring his sister's pouting mouth, forcibly took the food away and said:

"How are you feeling today?"

"Good!"

Xiaolu Zheng Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded heavily:

"It turns out that normal people are like this, and I like it so much now, I just want to play hard, eat hard, and run hard."

"Normal people don't look like that." Zheng Liang rolled his eyes:

"It's rare for your body to suddenly get better, and you may not have such good energy in the future, so Doctor Qi came to check him out."

"Check again?" Zheng Yi's face fell:

"I'm all right."

"It's better to check it out." Zheng Liang shook his head:

"Don't worry, you don't need to draw blood this time, just confirm your physical condition and reassure your father."

Saying that, he couldn't help but say:

"It's amazing, how did Dao Chang Fang do it?"

"I want to worship Daoist Fang as a teacher." When it comes to Founder, Zheng Yi's eyes are shining, and his whole person is radiant:

"Master is an immortal!"

"Where are the gods?" Zheng Liang shook his head.

"Don't talk nonsense." Mother Zheng glared at him:

"Even if Dao Chang Fang is not an immortal, it's almost the same, I have seen his magical methods with my own eyes."

"You don't understand!"

"I don't understand." Zheng Liang squatted down:

"But as long as my sister's illness is cured, you say that he is a god is a god, not that I will also use him as a god."

"Hee-hee......" Zheng Yi chuckled:

"Brother, when I have cultivated the skills that Master taught me, you will know what the frog at the bottom of the well is."

"I can use idioms." Zheng Liang smiled:

"Not bad!"

"However, Daoist Fang may have some trouble recently, the two people of the Wang family were killed by him, and they will definitely take revenge."

"Ahh Zheng's mother's expression changed:

"The Wang family?"

"Xiaoliang, tell your father that you must help Daoist Fang."

"I will." Zheng Liang rubbed his temples:

"But Qingzhou has always been the territory of the Wang family, and we can't reach it, so we can only do our best."

"It's fine." Zheng Yi looked relaxed:

"Master will definitely be fine."

"Brother!"

"Mom!"

"I'm going to practice."

As he spoke, he turned and ran towards his room, running with vigorous movements, not at all like a patient who had been bedridden for several years.

*

*

*

Bao Huiseng moved his muscles and sighed:

"People are getting older, and they are really getting more and more unstoppable, just going in and squashing for two days, and they feel uncomfortable."

Arching his hand as he spoke:

"Thanks!"

"You're welcome." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"You go in, and you have my relationship."

"Hey!" Bao Huiseng shrugged:

"Who would have thought that girl would be the lost daughter of the Wang family, and she deserves to be unlucky."

"I'm already good, but I've been affected, and that guy Chengda is dead this time."

"So don't underestimate a woman's vindictiveness!"

He already knew what had happened, and as a native of Qingzhou, he knew better how terrible the Langya Wang clan was.

I am grateful to be able to get him out of the security family.

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded, stopped and turned to look:

"Just send it here."

"Sending you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end." Bao Huiseng arched his hand:

"Take care!"

"Take care."

Fang Zheng nodded.

"Monk." Bao Huiseng's eyes rolled and said:

"I know that my martial arts are not as good as yours, but how strong are you, can you open my eyes?"

"Heh......" Fang Zheng chuckled:

"I'm an immortal cultivator."

Bao Huiseng didn't say anything, just looked straight at it.

"Okay!"

Fangzheng shrugs:

"Look closely."

Tone falls.

The ground shook slightly, and then his body jumped lightly, and swept towards the side of the hill.

The robe flew up, like a dark cloud, silently submerged into the dense forest, and disappeared in an instant.

This leap,

It's twenty or thirty meters!

It seems unpleasant, but it is skipped in an instant.

Bao Huiseng was stunned, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and even pinched himself hard, before he smiled helplessly:

"Nima ......"

"This guy can't really be cultivating immortals, right?"

…………

Huangshan.

In ancient times, it was called Yishan.

The mountain is about 40 kilometers long from north to south and 30 kilometers wide from east to west, covering a total area of about 1,200 square kilometers.

The forest resources here are abundant, and the plants are luxuriant, among which there are as many as 99 peaks of more than 1,000 meters.

Although it is a place of interest and a tourist attraction, most of the area is in an undeveloped state.

The southwest corner of Huangshan Mountain.

The early morning fog has not yet dissipated, and the square man in a Taoist robe steps on dead branches and fallen leaves, and walks into a narrow mountain road.

"Matsuhashi Mine?"

He looked up at a mountain in the distance and whispered to himself:

"This should be it."

This time I came to Huangshan, I made an appointment with someone to explore the ruins of the ancients, and there may be clues to ghost texts in them.

Although Master Ji doesn't know magic, he has a wide range of friends, including politics and business, three religions and nine streams.

even

Also know a feng shui master ancient.

In ancient times, he started by robbing tombs, and his ancestors were said to be the captain of the school, and his skills were also obtained from the tomb.

His sect was originally prosperous, until he encountered an accident in Huangshan, and his senior brother and master were killed.

This time I made an appointment to investigate, firstly, to make a fortune, and secondly, I should also want to investigate the situation of the year.

As for Founder......

Naturally, it's for the ghost text.

The thought turned, and a restaurant around the corner in front of him made him pause slightly, and then walked over.

It's okay not to eat or drink for dozens of days, but eating is not only to fill your stomach, but also to satisfy your tongue.

"Guest!"

Before Fang Zheng could enter, there was a shout from inside.

This is a simple hotel in an antique style, and two cars worth three or four hundred thousand yuan are parked in front of the door.

There were seven or eight square tables in the hall, and three big men occupied one that was playing cards by themselves, and their faces were red.

There are more than 100,000 yuan bills stacked on the table.

It seems that they are gambling, and they are not small.

"Objective."

A person dressed as a junior in a costume TV drama store hurriedly greeted him from inside and asked with a smile:

"What do you order?"

"Stir-fry two dishes casually, and then have a flatbread." Fang Zheng looked at his surroundings and asked casually:

"This is Xiaobao Restaurant, right?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper was stunned:

"Guest...... Does the Taoist know this? ”

"I've heard of it." Fang Zheng nodded:

"It is said that the game is doing well, and my friend asked me to wait here."

"Oh!" The shopkeeper's eyes flashed:

"Understood, since the Taoist chief has heard of this, then we must take out our best dishes and greet them well."

"Wait a minute."

He bowed and stepped back.

Not much to say.

A pot of rabbit meat and a plate of pickles were served, and the flatbread was cut into triangular pieces and placed in the basket.

The rabbit meat is delicious, slightly spicy, and melts in your mouth, and the pickles are crisp, slightly sweet, and extremely refreshing.

It goes well with your own wine.

"Not bad!"

Full of wine and food, Fang Zheng stretched his muscles and bones, and greeted the second shopkeeper:

"Checkout!"

"Okay." The shopkeeper stepped forward attentively, glanced at the clean dishes on the table, and said with a smile:

"Dao Elder has eaten?"

"Eat it." Fang Zheng nodded:

"How much?"

"Sixty-six thousand."

"How much?"

"Sixty-six thousand!"

There was silence in the field.

The three people who were playing cards not far away also stopped moving, twisted their necks and wrists, and got up and surrounded them.

Fang Zheng looked at the dishes on the table and said slowly:

"A pot of spicy rabbit meat, a plate of cold vegetables, a cake and half a catty of wine, want me to 66,000?"

"Not bad!"

The corners of the shopkeeper's mouth were slightly upturned, and he said:

"The Taoist chief doesn't know, this rabbit is a hare, he grew up eating ginseng every day, and the ingredients for cold dishes are deer antler velvet, especially the wine you drink, which is our exclusive recipe, and you can't buy it with money outside."

"Charging you 66,000 is already very affordable."

"Heh......" Fang Zheng lightly:

"In this way, it is the poor road that takes advantage."

"Of course." The shopkeeper nodded:

"Dao Chief, pay for it."

The other three sneered, two flanked left and right, and one stood by the gate to prevent escape.

"It's too expensive." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Can it be cheaper?"

"Then erase the back and give 60,000." The shopkeeper waved his hand casually, as if he was very atmospheric.

"It's still too expensive." Fang Zheng shook his head.

"you." A big man was a little impatient, and said angrily:

"Stinky Daoist, hurry up and get the money!"

"If I don't take it, what?" Fang Zheng turned sideways and looked at the other party.

"Don't take it?" The big man sneered, reached out and grabbed a kitchen knife on the table behind him, chopped his head, and shouted:

"I'll let you not take it!"

"Poof!"

The kitchen knife was reversed in the air and slashed directly into the big man's head, and the blade split the head in half and hung it on his neck.

Meanwhile.

An invisible force swept across the field.

Jinli said, several people vomited blood in unison, their bodies were torn apart, and in an instant, the entire lobby was full of flesh and blood.

Only the founder has a foothold, not stained with dust.

He touched his chin and walked towards the back kitchen.

(End of chapter)