Chapter 57. Revenge

Several people came to a courtyard, and the burly man shouted respectfully outside the door, "Your Excellency, we have something to tell you."

"Come in." A faint voice came out.

The burly man showed a respectful look on his face and slowly opened the door and walked in. In front of him was a man about 30 years old, with an eagle in his face and a trace of coldness in his plain eyes from time to time. This person was the leader of the Tiger Gang.

"What's the matter?" The boss of the Tiger Gang asked casually.

"Your Excellency, it's like this. Someone refuses to pay the protection fee, and his subordinates carry out your name, but he doesn't pay close to you at all. If you have the guts, you can come to him. Your subordinates and others immediately fight with him. As a result, they are stopped by Yan Chengwu. His subordinates are useless and defeated. Please take action." The burly man said to the leader of the Overlord Gang.

"Bum!" The man slapped the table heavily, and the table melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a black sawdust.

"Daw." The master said coldly, and the murderous intention of the two people in his heart reached its peak. The burly man looked at him in awe and dared not move at all.

"Call the people outside the door to go with me."

"Yes." The burly man said excitedly.

"You will soon pay for what you just did." The burly man's eyes flashed with the pleasure of revenge.

"Xiao Wu, since you have followed me, as long as you are loyal, I will naturally not treat you badly. If you have the idea of surpassing it, don't blame me for being ruthless." Ye Fanxian's weather spread out, and Yan Chengwu looked in awe and did not dare to move.

"This is the 100-grade spiritual stone. Put it away and try to break through to the eighth layer of gas refining as soon as possible." As soon as the momentum was collected, Ye Fan threw 100 low-grade spiritual stones and handed them to Yan Chengwu, "Thank you." Yan Chengwu said in surprise that with these spiritual stones, he would definitely break through to the eighth floor of gas refining within three months.

"Yan Chengwu, hand over the spirit stone, and I can spare you not to die." At this time, the owner of the Tiger Gang broke in and saw the scene in front of him, and the color of greed flashed by.

"Do not think about it." Yan Chengwu said angrily.

"Then don't blame me for being cruel." There was a flash of murder in the eyes of the Lord of the Tiger Gang.

From beginning to end, he did not look at Ye Fan. In his eyes, Ye Fan was just a trivial figure.

"Kid, you're dead." The burly man immediately followed in and shouted arrogantly to Ye Fan.

"Ha ha, first came to me to collect the protection fee, and now I'm going to rob it again. I really think I'm a clay figurine." In Ye Fan's mood, he was angered by these people, and his fierce momentum dispersed. The leader of the Tiger Gang and others seemed to have been hit by a boulder and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"First, congenital!" The eyes of the master of the Tiger Gang showed fear. Unexpectedly, he kicked an iron plate this time. Although he could show off his power in the outer door, he could only die when he met the innate master.

"Why don't you have an innate master here with me?" He turned his head with difficulty and said angrily to the burly man.

"I, I don't know. Didn't you say that he is a four-layer waste? A congenital master can be regarded as a waste by you, so what are you?" The burly man said to his little brother behind him with fear and anger.

"I, I don't know." The person who knew Ye Fan before said that at this time, he even doubted whether this person was Ye Fan.

"Waste." The leader of the Tiger Gang slapped the man on the forehead.

The man immediately burst into death, his body slowly fell down, and blood flowed on his forehead.

"Your Excellency, this matter is the villain's fault. If you disturb the adult's cultivation, please forgive the villain for the sake of Lord Qidong." The owner of the Tiger Gang turned his eyes and carried out his backstage. He felt a little confidence in an instant. Lord Qi Dong is also a famous among the children of the inner door. I don't believe you dare to kill me.

Thinking of this, the leader of the Tiger Gang is no longer so afraid of Ye Fan.

"Are you threatening me?" Ye Fan said faintly, but there was a strong murder.

"The villain doesn't mean it, but if the villain dies, he won't give Lord Qi Dong face. I believe that he won't fight against Lord Qi Dong." The leader of the Overlord said fearlessly.

"I hate being threatened and don't know what to do." Ye Fan suddenly took action, grabbed his neck with both hands, and pinched it hard. He only heard a sound of sore teeth. The neck of the leader of the Overlord had been pinched, and he didn't even have the ability to resist.

"Ah!" A group of people behind him opened their eyes wide and looked at the teenager in front of them with fear.

"Lord, spare your life! My lord, spare my life!" The burly man was the first to react, knelt down to Ye Fan, and kept begging for mercy. The corners of his eyes skipped the master's miserable body, his heart trembled, and there was no abnormal idea.

"Lord, spare my life!" Others also reacted and begged for mercy together.

Ye Fan looked at them and was a little unbearable. This group of people were actually a group of poor people, struggling to survive in the outer door, and now he sighed.

"It's not easy for you to practice. I'll forgive you this time. If there is a next time, I won't forgive you." Ye Fan said faintly and looked at these people with complicated eyes. If he didn't have such talent, would he be reduced to the same as them in the future?

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!" A group of people were obedient. After thanking them, they were about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute." Ye Fan stopped them.

"What else, my lord?" The burly man tried to squeeze out a smile, but it was worse than crying. Everyone else also looked at Ye Fan nervously, for fear that he would suddenly repent and kill him.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my word. I want to tell you." Ye Fan looked at the group of people in front of him angrily and funny.

"Your excellency, just say it." The burly man breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are all children from outside. You should know the hardships. Why do you want to harm your compatriots? Listen to me, and you can't do this kind of coercive thing again in the future." Ye Fan said slowly.

"Your Excellency, alas, there's nothing we can do. The sect only gives us 10 low-grade spiritual stones every year. We use it up in a month of cultivation, and there is no spiritual stone. The progress of cultivation is as slow as a cow, and... And..." The burly man said here, looking embarrassed and dared not go on.

"And what, go on." Ye Fan felt something wrong and motioned him to continue.

The burly man gritted his teeth and continued to say, "And recently, Lord Qidong appeared and motioned our master to collect the spirit stone, most of which flowed into Lord Qidong's pocket. If we don't do these things, the master will find someone else to do it. At that time, we will be exploited."

"Who is Qi Dong?" Ye Fan's eyes showed a cold light and said slowly.

"The children of the inner door, one of the three masterpieces of the inner door." The burly man showed awe, and the children of the inner door were already unattainable in their eyes, not to mention the best among them.

"What an inner door three unique. It's so despicable and shameless. It's not easy for the outer disciple to be a disciple. He even came to exploit it. I wrote down this matter. If Qi Dong troubles you, you can tell me and let him come to find me. I am Ye Fan." Ye Fan's murderousness flashed away, and he hated these exploiting classes the most.

"Thank you, Lord." The burly man's eyes showed gratitude, and the trace of resentment in his heart also disappeared. To be fair, it was already benevolent and generous for adults to treat them like this.

"Go back, by the way, what's your name?" Ye Fan waved his hand and motioned them to leave.

"The little man's shirt, the little man will leave." The burly man led a group of people away.

"The adult is kind-hearted, and I admire it." Yan Chengwu looked at Ye Fan with admiration. He didn't expect that Ye Fan could stand in their position like this, instead of being as arrogant as other inner gate lords and looking at them like ants.

At this time, the burly man and others who had left, after saying goodbye, one of them looked around and made sure that no one was around. They quietly walked out and came to a courtyard in Lingxiufeng.

There are two guarded doormen in front of the courtyard. The sect valued the disciples of the inner door, so they assigned several servants and two doormen to be responsible for daily affairs.

"Hist, this is Lord Qi Dong's hospitalization. The idle people can't get close." The doorman said coldly.

"I have something important to inform Lord Qi Dong. Please inform me." The man said flatteringly.

"Oh? I'll come as soon as I go, but if you dare to deceive us, you will pay the price. The doorman went in suspiciously and announced it.

After a while, the doorman came out and said faintly, "Come in with me."

He took the man, and the doorman left, leaving him standing alone outside the door.

"Come in and have a chat." There was an indifferent voice in the room.

He didn't dare to neglect and hurried in.

"Your Excellency, it's not a big deal. Let's help the master be killed."

"Who killed it? Let's tell the truth." Qi Dong said faintly, but the voice suppressed a stream of anger, as if it were a volcano that was about to erupt.

At present, he told the truth about the process of what happened, including that the master carried out Qi Dong's name and was still killed.

"Boom!" Qi Dong's robe was blowing without wind, and the terrible momentum burst out, and the tables and chairs in the room broke into several pieces.

The person who was notified turned pale, looked at him with fear, and was frightened.

"If you know it's my person, you dare to kill it. No matter who you are, you will die." Qi Dong's eyes were full of murder. He looked up in the direction of Ye Fan, and his eyes seemed to have crossed the space and shot straight.

He is conceited and extremely selfish, and can't tolerate any provocation from others. It's not that he is so protective of his subordinates. Just because Ye Fan brushed his face, he became murderous.

"Hmm?" Ye Fan looked up at Ling Xiufeng. Just now, he suddenly felt uneasy, frowned and suppressed the matter.

At night, the crescent moon hangs in the sky, emitting a soft light. The earth and the house seem to be covered with a veil, mysterious and hazy.