Elder Fang, the first in the left, flashed his eyes, and he filled the expressions on the gang leader's face, and couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart.

As an elder in the gang, he knew very well about this gang leader.

This gang leader may have become more tempted to love talents again.

It probably won't take long before another Taibao appeared in their Martial Arts Gang.

Thinking of this, a faint cold light flashed deep in Elder Fang's eyes.

"Okay, that's it, let's break up first."

Zhao Tianlong said.

The elders and the masters stood up to say goodbye.

Elder Fang also stood up and left here.

After leaving the hall, he held up the oil umbrella and did not go back as soon as possible.

Instead, I shuttled through the Wu Gang and came to a remote courtyard.

In front of the courtyard, two members of the Martial Arts Gang were guarding.

After seeing Elder Fang, he immediately saluted respectfully.

"I've seen Elder Fang."

"Where is the third master?"

Elder Fang asked.

"Third Master, I'm still there...and still continuing..."

A gang member said with a strange expression.

“Not over yet?”

Elder Fang frowned.

The third master he mentioned was the third adopted son of the gang leader, Wu Yuan. He has a deep martial arts cultivation, is cruel and cruel, and is narrow-minded and will revenge.

After he became his adopted son, it is said that he killed countless young heroes.

Whenever a young hero is seen by him, he will basically corpse in the wilderness in a short period of time, just because he is worried that these young heroes will continue to be adopted as adopted sons and compete for favor with him.

However, although he has killed many times over the years, many people have escaped his vicious hands, so he has the subsequent fourth adopted son and the fifth adopted son...

If he hadn't killed him in secret, Zhao Tianlong's adopted sons would have more than thirteen.

I'm afraid there are also thirty.

And this third master has another problem.

That's a good female color.

He often kidnapped girls and spent a night doing nothing in it.

But the next morning, the girl's body would be carried out.

After so many years, there have been too many girls who have died at his hands.

"Go and tell the third master that I have something to look for him."

Elder Fang said.

"this…"

The little gang member's face changed and he said, "Elder Fang, you know the third master's temper, we... dare not."

I'm afraid I'll die miserable when I disturb you at this time.

Elder Fang frowned and said, "I'll go by myself."

"this…"

The two small gang members hesitated again, feeling uneasy.

"Hmm? You dare to stop me?"

Elder Fang's face was gloomy.

"Don't dare."

The two of them changed their faces and they hurriedly stepped aside.

Elder Fang walked towards the courtyard. In the dark room in front of him, he could see figures and the girl's painful voices. He didn't know what the people inside were doing.

He went straight forward and knocked on the door.

"Third Master, it's me. I have something to tell you."

The moment in the room was silent, and the girl's cry ended.

Then a clatter came, as if the bones were broken.

Bang!

The door panel suddenly exploded, and a white palm, mixed with strong true energy, fell sharply towards Elder Fang's forehead.

Elder Fang was calm and calm, and he met with a casual palm.

Bang!

The palm forces intersected, a layer of energy was stimulated, sweeping across all directions, and the doors and windows of the entire room were all shocked and collapsed.

A white figure floated away from inside, landed on a chair, sat quietly, picked up a cup of tea in his hand, and began to sip.

"Elder Fang, is there something wrong?"

The man asked indifferently.

Elder Fang smiled slightly, walked into the room, looked at the young man who was not in front of him, and smiled and said, "The third master's blue palm is getting deeper, and it won't take long to enter the [internal cultivation] realm."

His eyes glanced in the room calmly.

On the bed, a woman's body was covered with her neck tilted to 180 degrees.

"Let's just talk about the matter."

The young man asked indifferently.

Elder Fang nodded, took a breath, and said, "Third Master, in a few days, I'm afraid you will want multiple brothers?"

"Um?"

The young man's eyes cold, he swept to Elder Fang, and said, "The old guy wants to accept his adopted son again?"

Elder Fang smiled and said, "Yes, that man comes from the Qinglong Gang, and seems to be from the Second Head. If possible, even the Qinglong Gang master may become your brother!"

"He wants to accept two adopted sons?"

The young man's eyes were cold and he asked, "What's the name?"

"One named Qi Yun is in the city now. I will officially report to the Wu Gang tomorrow. There is another named Qi Teng. I should come back in seven or eight days."

Elder Fang said.

"Is there anything extraordinary about these two people?"

The young man asked coldly.

"This person named Qi Yun has a burly body and good internal cultivation. As for Qi Teng, I don't know yet."

Elder Fang said.

"Qi Yun..."

A cruel arc appeared at the corner of the young man's mouth, and cracks appeared silently in the cup in his hand, and then began to explode slowly, then shattered with a bang.

"Little thing, you're looking for death."

…

Outside the Martial Gang.

Qi Yun walked out all the way.

The men in front of the door were flushed and gasping for breath. They finally moved the iron staff aside.

After Qi Yun walked out, he picked up the iron stick, put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the distance.

The rain rustled, and the ground was covered with bubbles.

A group of men looked at each other in shock.

This is simply a god.

The iron rod was at least 700 to 800 kilograms, and was taken away with one hand?

Qi Yun walked back to the inn and encountered no other incidents.

Ada, Li Qing and the others were waiting in the room for a long time, and when they saw Qi Yun coming back, they immediately came over.

"Second Master, how is the situation?"
To be continued...