My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 68: Chapter 68

Lin Hong sighed softly.

"Qi Xiao. Father Hai Long will help you vent your anger! It's just that there must be a degree in this matter. You are already so old, and you should understand that some things can't be messed around just because you are not willful."

"I'm headstrong!?" Lin Qixiao couldn't believe that such words came from his father.

"My arm is broken, my leg is broken, and no one else has anything to do with it! This makes me self-willed!?" She recalled for a moment the night her mother died.

Dad was like that back then. Randomly found other people to relieve the dead ghost.

Let her be patient, let her understand.

And now, she has endured it for so many years.

No one is born with such a temper, and no one is born to like to make trouble everywhere.

But no matter how she vented, how she tried, over the years, the depression and panic in her heart were still getting stronger and stronger.

now

now finally

"Father, are you going to give up on me like you gave up on your mother?"

Lin Hong sighed softly.

"Qi Xiao, do you know that if you try your best to avenge your father, what will be the final result?

In the end, Hai Long was still there after changing a few people, but the Lin family might completely become history.

Moreover, even if my father wants to do something, do you think the other branches of the Lin family will sit and watch me do it? Sit and watch me provoke enemies for everyone? "

Lin Qixiao was lying on the wooden bed. What she had been worrying about for a long time finally happened.

"Father," her voice trembled slightly. For a moment, the emotions in my heart were tumbling like a tide. Two lines of tears flowed from both sides of the eyes like a broken thread.

Seeing this scene, Lin Hong finally softened his heart.

"Don't worry, Hai Long has to give us an explanation for doing this. In addition, apart from attacking Hai Long, you can find other people to vent your anger on.

Don't worry, as long as there are not a few of them, other parents will help you deal with it. "

Lin Qixiao closed her eyes.

This sentence again. This sentence again! !

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Qixiao gritted her teeth and spit out a few names.

"The first one is not good, but the rest are fine." Lin Hong was silent for a while, and replied.

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Outside Tan Yang City, somewhere underground in a manor.

In the underground like a tomb, a spacious space was built, similar to a cellar for storing goods.

But what these cellars store is not food goods, but people.

At this time the entrance to the underground space.

Two strong men dressed in brocade clothes, dressed like landlords and gentry, slowly walked down the stone steps at the entrance.

"Then what happened to Tan Yanglin's family?"

One of them had a square face, flamboyant facial features, and a yellowish complexion. He was a disheveled man who had just come out of the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

"We just played against each other, and you want us to pay compensation? Hey, I think they have been toubobs in this small place for a long time, and they don't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

The strong man on the other side is the dark-skinned Asong.

He was also a member of the Sea Dragon Organization who rode away together that night.

He shook his head and said: "The news came from the state office that Lin Qixiao from the Lin family, the one who fought with us that night, had his limbs amputated, and his path to martial arts will be completely cut off from now on."

"Abandoned? What does it matter to us? The Lin family didn't put this shit bowl on our heads, did they?" the man with hair frowned.

"It's possible. According to Lin Qixiao, the person who abolished her had a sea character on his mask, combined with the fact that we just fought her, so it must be our person." Ah Song said calmly.

"Hey, it's interesting, are we being used as a gun? The blame, that's it. It's really interesting. These days, there are still people who dare to frame us as Hai Long."

"The current situation is that the matter of the Lin family has caused quite dissatisfaction among the local forces outside. It may affect our tribute here." A Song said lightly.

"Well, that's right. After all, we promised before that those who were on the list will not move. The Lin family is also one of them.

But the problem now is that we were framed! The Lin family may have caused the incident by themselves, and it will be held on our heads to make up for it! Do you really think we are muddy? "The hairy man on the fire road.

"Then respond directly and truthfully?" A Song asked.

The two of them are in charge of the entire tribute affairs of Tan Yang, so it is up to them to make the decision.

"The truth needs to be believed by these local beetles." The man with disheveled hair walked down the stone steps, passing by the doors of each cell, and carefully inspected them.

"The key is to find the guy who dared to frame us."

"How to find it?"

"The trash on the official face is of course not good. If you want to find it, you have to go to the gray face." Ah Song said calmly.

"Grey face? You mean the Black Ten Sect?"

"Well, the Black Ten Sect is the leader of Tanyang Road, occupying more than 40% of gambling houses, brothels, and music houses. It is said that it is also involved in the induction door." A Song explained.

"Just those golden-haired, red-haired, and white-haired people who believe in messy gods?"

"It's them. If you want to find someone, in Tan Yang, no one is more professional than them. Even if you can't find anyone on the official side, you still go to find them."

"Okay, how do we do that?"

"I'll do as long as I come. The Black Ten Sect has always wanted to get online from our side and above. Give them a chance this time, and they will move forward by themselves," Ah Song said.

"Also, I heard that Tan Yang has a guy who specializes in selling information. What's his name? Dog King?"

"Red Dog King."

"Then investigate together."

"good."

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Outside Tanyang City, Huaiming Town.

Zhang Rongfang led a team of more than a dozen members of the Ninth Team through the deserted street, carefully bypassing a few balls of cow dung on the ground, and came to a courtyard with three small buildings.

Faded festive couplets hung on the gate of the courtyard. Various graffiti were written on the door with a lot of charcoal.

Zhang Rongfang signaled Chen Hansheng who was on the side to come forward and knock on the door.

Boom boom boom.

There is a faint echo of the void inside the door.

No one answered.

hiss.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly moved his ears slightly, and drew out his saber first.

The rest of the people also slowly drew their swords.

Zhang Rongfang made a gesture, and the team members behind him immediately dispersed and surrounded the surroundings.

Boom! !

In an instant, he rushed forward, and his shoulder slammed against the door through the leather armor.

The door panels were knocked apart with great force, and the two inside roared and rushed out with knives.

The two machetes still had silver reflections, and they slashed heavily at Zhang Rongfang's head and shoulders.

Bang twice.

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand to sweep, and now he can use the power and speed of the third rank.

Dealing with these two ordinary strong men who don't even have a grade is effortless at all.

When the blades collided, the wrists of the two suffered severe pain, and the blades fell to the ground.

"Take it!"

Two team members stepped forward, firmly held down the two of them, and pressed them to the ground so that they could not move.

The rest rushed into the courtyard.

A group of people rushed out of the yard, all wearing black bunts and holding sticks, knives and guns.

Immediately, the people on both sides fought together and formed a melee.

A curly-haired strong man with a golden beard, with a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, rushed out wearing a full set of gray leather armor.

Zhang Rongfang took the lead to meet him.

The two men slashed at each other, and suddenly, the waist knife in Zhang Rongfang's hand cracked a gap.

Surprised, he avoided the opponent's round shield and fully unfolded the misty step movement.

The speed and strength of a strong man are about three ranks.

After fighting Zhang Rongfang more than a dozen moves, he found that his subordinates were being quickly emptied.

Immediately he was a little anxious. Dao Shield began to attack frantically regardless of defense.

Under this violent attack, Zhang Rongfang avoided the blade just right every time.

Gradually, the many skills of the Spirit Snake Body Technique that he had learned these days came to his mind one by one.

Accumulated in this fierce battle, it quickly turned into inspiration.

Before he knew it, a new line of skills slowly appeared in Zhang Rongfang's attribute bar: Spirit Snake Movement (Beginner).

If he felt it, all the bodywork and footwork in his mind instantly merged into one, forming a vague overall field.

At this moment, a little inspiration flashed in his mind.

Zhang Rongfang took three steps in a row, turned three times quickly, and swiped the blade.

laugh!

The blade slashed across the strong man's neck.

A splash of blood flew up.

The strong man staggered forward and fell down, clutching his throat, dying with regret.

Clang.

Zhang Rongfang put the knife back into its sheath, with a calm expression on his face.

Once upon a time, Sanpin needed him to look up to.

But now, it's just dead wood under the knife.

At this time, the rest of the players have basically cleared the field, except for the leader, none of them can fight.

The crowd began to search these three small buildings recklessly.

Soon, Zhang Rong got a few booklets, a cheat book, and some valuable money in front of him.

Instead of looking at other books, he picked up the secret book.

"Tara Khan Sword and Shield Technique".

The text inside is a bit obscure, and there are some foreign languages ​​mixed in, so Zhang Rongfang can't understand it.

It's just that this knife and shield technique seems to be a third-grade martial art that can break through the limit three times.

The third grade is already quite rare.

He carefully put away the cheat book, took half of the money, and then signaled everyone to divide the rest.

Now that the Lin family and Hai Long are in conflict, the truth must not be hidden for long.

Even if the Lin family decided that it was Hai Long who did it. Hai Long will never tolerate being framed.

They will definitely do something.

Therefore, he must always be ready to prevent danger.

Although Zhang Rongfang didn't think anyone could find him.

"Captain, this person doesn't seem to belong to Hai Long." At this moment, Liu Han approached and reminded him in a low voice.

Zhang Rong did not change his face.

"Whether he is or not, it says yes, yes." He picked up a pamphlet, which was full of accounts of buying and selling women from good families.

Regardless of whether these people are Hai Long or not, they deserve to die.

"withdraw!"

After dealing with everything, Zhang Rongfang raised his hand, signaling to evacuate.

A group of members of Team Nine were about to leave with their big and small bags.

Suddenly, a large group of people came rushing outside the door.

This group of people is all white with pale skin.

Some of them had big beards, some wore white turbans, and some held two machetes.

There was a large crowd of people, at least fifty or sixty people, all wearing black shorts.

This kind of clothes, which were originally worn by the dead, is now worn by them as ordinary clothes.

"You, killed Allah, who believed in the ten karmas! In this territory of our black ten, killed our dearest brothers and sisters!"

A white-haired old man in a black robe and a walking stick walked through the crowd step by step, walked to the front, and stared at Zhang Rongfang.