When Awu and his men arrived at the scene, they saw a mess.
His underlings Dafei and the others were knocked to the ground.
All of them wailed in pain and could not get up for a long time.
Apart from that, there was also a guy who had fainted.
Ah Wu knew this person. He seemed to be the leader of the anti-triad group.
Usually, he would treat her to tea. This was the bad thing about being in the martial world.
If anything happened, he would be invited to tea.
Speaking of which, what was the situation now?
Why was the leader of the anti-triad group knocked to the ground?
Who did this?
Could it be his little brother Dafei?
It didn't seem like it.
In that case, it could only be the Azure Dragon Dojo's Zhang Yang.
"You must be Dafei's boss, Awu from the Number Gang.”
"Your little brother wants to deal with me. How do you think we should settle this score?”
Zhang Yang went up alone and sized up Ah Wu.
This must be the legendary Brother Jia Qian.
This guy looked strong and powerful. One look and one could tell that he was a martial artist.
Of course, the so-called martial arts practitioner was the kind that practiced boxing, which was different from the ancient martial arts that Zhang Yang practiced.
"Azure Dragon Dojo's Zhang Yang?"
"What do you want to do?"
"It seems like my little brother is injured now.”
Ah Wu finally saw the famous Zhang Yang in the game.
Just like the legends said, he was like a salted fish.
It was said that he had been idle for ten years before he rose to power. He could be considered a figure.
"If that's the case, there's nothing to talk about.”
Zhang Yang curled his lips and took out a cigarette." Of course, I can talk about it after I think about it."”
"Just you alone?" Awu took the opportunity to look around cautiously. It was better to be on the safe side.
"There's no need to look!"
"I'm the only one here."
"Oh, right, there's also my little brother, Zhou Xingxing.”
Zhang Yang lit up his cigarette and pointed at his underling Zhou Xing Xing.
Ah Wu did not expect that Zhang Yang would dare to fight alone.
Originally, he thought that he would find a lot of underlings to cheer for him.
Eh, that Zhou Xingxing was completely ignored. What use was a lackey?
"Aren't you afraid that we'll attack together?”
"The dinosaurs hate you very much.”
Ah Wu admitted that Zhang Yang was brave, but he was a little too much of a warrior.
He didn't even think about the fact that he had more than a hundred people on his side.
If they really fought and swarmed together, wouldn't the watermelon knife in their hands be able to kill a person?
"You guys?" Zhang Yang curled his lips, took a deep breath and spat it out." Trash!”
Smoke instantly swirled in front of him, giving him a mysterious feeling.
"What do you mean?"
Awu's expression turned ugly when he heard that. Even his underlings behind him began to curse and get ready to move.
It was as if he would use a knife and a gun immediately if there was any disagreement.
"I'm not targeting anyone."
"I'm saying that everyone here is trash.”
Zhang Yang spat out the words indifferently, his tone full of disdain.
"Zhang Yang, I admit that you are famous in the game.”
"But don't be too arrogant."
Awu wasn't scared. It was just a name.
He didn't believe that anyone could fight a hundred people at once, and with a watermelon knife at that.
What was the saying since ancient times? A random punch could kill an old master.
Those who practiced martial arts were afraid of those who used watermelon knives. "Cut the crap!"
Zhang Yang picked up a watermelon knife from the ground.
He waved it twice, but it was still very handy.
"Boss!"
Zhou Xing Xing wanted to help but was stopped by Zhang Yang.
To be honest, he was not happy with the fight back then. This time, he could practice his saber skills.
Didn't he just receive the system's reward, the Willow Lifting Scattering Yin Blade?
At this moment, Awu and the others came over with watermelon knives.
The students in the school had already scattered everywhere, afraid that they would be disturbed.
It would be strange if students like them weren't afraid of this kind of Jianghu fight.
"I suddenly thought of what you're going to compensate me.”
"Why don't we use the Walled City to pay our debts?”
Zhang Yang nodded thoughtfully.
"Hurry up."
"I'm planning to go to the Walled City for tea later.”
Zhang Yang yawned. Since these guys dared to cause trouble for him, he would use the Walled City of Nine Dragons to pay off the debt.
"Simply wishful thinking."
From Zhang Yang's words, it seemed like he wanted to take over the Walled City of Nine Dragons. Ah Wu would never agree to that.
"Stay here today."
Ah Wu had wanted to spar with Zhang Yang to see who was the best fighter.
However, it was obvious that they were here for the Walled City.
In this case, the meaning was much more obvious.
"Then let's cut the crap."
Zhang Yang was the first to attack. He swung his Watermelon Blade at the first Scorpion.
Willow Lifting Scattered Yin Blade was one of the important blade techniques of Bajiquan.
It was about being airtight, wind could not enter, water could not pour in, and it was about being stained, slippery, poked, and smeared at will.
The person who used the saber could be said to be ever-changing and unpredictable.
Right now, Zhang Yang was in such a state. He used his body as the trunk, his arms as the branches, and his blade as the leaves.
One by one, the short mules holding watermelon knives fell to the ground, and blood instantly stained the ground.
By the time Zhang Yang stopped, hundreds of players were lying on the ground. Awu was the only one left.
There was a watermelon knife on his neck.
Beads of sweat slowly trickled down Awu's cheeks.
He had roamed the martial world for many years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying person.
The watermelon knife in his hand was ever-changing, and he could do whatever he wanted.
His underlings could not get close at all. As long as they got close, they would definitely fall to the ground.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang had shown mercy. Otherwise, none of his underlings would have survived.
From the looks of the wounds, it seemed like they had only been cut open.
He did not need a few days to recover. This proved that his methods were brilliant.
"Are you convinced?" Zhang Yang squinted his eyes, still holding the cigarette in his mouth.
However, in less than a cigarette, he had already taken care of hundreds of people.
"I, I'm convinced!"
What was there to be unhappy about? The knife was already at his neck.
Moreover, the other party had shown mercy. Of course, he was convinced.
"You've been in the Number Gang for a few years.”
"I'll give you a chance now to change your environment.”
"Join the Azure Dragon Society."
Zhang Yang's main goal was to take back Brother Jia Qian and Ah Wu.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have wasted so much effort. To be a salted fish boss, the most important thing was that his underlings were strong.
This required a large number of talents to help.
Ah Wu did not expect this. He thought that Zhang Yang was doing this for the sake of the Walled City of Nine Dragons.
"Three seconds."
Although Zhang Yang liked talents, he did not like to wait.
"I agree."
Awu agreed without hesitation.
Only by following such a boss would he have a future. Anyway, the Number Gang did not treat him very well.
It was better to find a good boss.
Zhang Yang smiled in satisfaction when he saw Ah Wu agree to his request.
If Awu didn't agree, he might make this kid lie in bed for the next life.
Ever since he established the Azure Dragon Dojo and became the boss.
Zhang Yang felt that even if he was a salted fish, he could not be merciful.
Otherwise, as a spy, he would definitely suffer a huge loss.
If he wanted to ensure his own safety, he had to constantly strengthen himself.
Otherwise, how could he go down safely?
It could be said that Zhang Yang was slowly growing up in order to live like a salted fish.
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