Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 287

Henry Zhang obviously didn't expect that the young boy in front of him would say such a thing.

Although he is indeed not a master in the bloodthirsty hall, he is very ordinary, but this guy Fang Wujin has boasted about himself like this before, and Fang Jinggen still said so, which is really a bit disrespectful to himself.

Fang Jinggen said such words just now because of a cramp in his head. At this moment, Henry Zhang was a little angry, and looked at Lin Fan who was beside him: "Boss Lin Fan, can you beat this person?"

Lin Fan rolled Fang Jinggen's eyes, and then whispered to Fang Jinggen, "He's not my opponent, but we're in Heimen's territory, we'd better keep a low profile..."

Obviously, Fang Jinggen only listened to the first sentence.

He slapped the table and stood up.

Just like Fang Jinggen's virtue, when his strength was weak before, the 'ruthless people' who would grab toothpaste one by one would bow their heads and admit their mistakes when they saw that this person was not his boss' opponent?

"Xiao, I don't care what kind of existence you are, let me tell you, my boss is here, if it's a dragon, you have to lie down for me, and if it's a tiger, you have to nest for me..."

Hearing Fang Jinggen's words, Lin Fan couldn't help muttering in his heart, Fang Jinggen, this bastard, must have read too many novels, and he was full of villain virtues.

Aren't these words what the villain should say?

Lin Fan hurriedly stood up, put his hands on Fang Jinggen's shoulders, clasped his fists and smiled at Henry Zhangxia: "Brother Xiao, don't be offended, my little brother's head sometimes twitches, please come here this time, is there any reason?" I want to ask you something."

Henry Zhang snorted coldly: "What about me as a tour guide? Ask me questions, who do you think you are?"

Xiao Yangxia obviously came here only to give Fang Wujin a little face, and Fang Wujin's face, obviously in this black door, is not as useful as imagined.

He turned to leave.

"Boss, he doesn't give you face." Fang Jinggen scolded: "I'll cut him."

Lin Fan hurriedly grabbed Fang Jinggen's hand: "Why are you peeling, he is a monster of the first-grade metamorphosis, can you peel it?"

"You're still here." Fang Jinggen said seriously.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes: "You can save yourself some effort."

After Henry Zhang left, Fang Wujin was also quite embarrassed.

Speaking of which, after Fang Wujin came to this black gate, he actually did not develop as well as he imagined.

Fang's family had no foundation in the black gate before, and he came to this black gate to work alone.

Now it is quite good to be able to open such a huge inn in the territory of Heimen.

Lin Fan sat on the chair, his expression moved slightly, thinking about what to do next.

Of course, Lin Fan didn't blame Fang Jinggen for offending Henry Zhang.

This Henry Zhang is obviously quite arrogant, I am afraid that even if there is no such thing as Fang Jinggen, he may not be willing to answer questions.

Moreover, Lin Fan still doesn't understand Fang Jinggen's virtues?When he came here, he was already mentally prepared.

"Senior Fang, I don't know if you can tell me where the Bloodthirsty Hall is, I'll come and visit in person." Lin Fan clasped his fists and said.

Fang Wujin frowned: "Brother Lin Fan, the people in this bloodthirsty hall are very proud. Except for the people from the bloodthirsty hall or their relatives, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter the bloodthirsty hall , even if it is the head of the sect, I am afraid it will be difficult to enter the bloodthirsty hall."

Hearing this, Lin Fan's expression moved slightly. From the looks of it, the conflict among these people in the Black Gate might be more serious than he imagined.

Lin Fan thought for a moment, then said, "I'll pay a visit."

There is no way, if you want to find out who wants to harm Su Qing, you can only start from this bloodthirsty hall.

As for the specific plan, Lin Fan didn't think it through well, but there is an old saying that there is no road in the world, if there are more people walking, there will be a road.

Soon, after learning from Fang Wujin how to get to the Bloodthirsty Hall, Lin Fan said: "Jing Gen, you and your uncle haven't seen each other for a long time, stay here and spend time with your uncle."

Fang Jinggen said: "Boss Lin Fan, I am familiar with this black gate, I personally feel that it is better to bring me..."

"Slip away."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he ran out in a hurry and took Shang Jinggen with him?Are you kidding me? If you bring this bastard with you, you may poke something into yourself later on.

Walking in this small town, Lin Fan had a feeling of time travel.

This small town in the style of the Republic of China is not like those tourist attractions, it has a strong sense of reality.

Lin Fan guessed in his heart that this small town was probably built by Heimen during the Republic of China.

Walking on the street, there are countless monsters on the road. To be honest, if Lin Fan hadn't come here in person this time, it would be hard to imagine that there are so many monsters in the world.

Most of these monsters only have the strength of the Illusory Spiritual Realm. Walking on the road, many monsters also cast their eyes on Lin Fan.

The way to distinguish whether a demon is very simple is to see if there is a demon in his body.

It's just that, from Lin Fan's point of view, most of the monsters don't have any malicious intentions.

Along the way, Lin Fan also saw many monsters whose realm he could not see.

There are obviously many strong people in this black gate.

Soon, Lin Fan came to a very large courtyard in the small town.

This courtyard occupies a very large area in the entire town, with a plaque hanging in front of the door, Bloodthirsty Hall.

At the door, there were two monsters with seventh-rank phantom spirits standing at the door, guarding the door viciously.

Lin Fan's complexion darkened, and then he walked forward, cupped his fists and said, "You two, I want to visit the head of the Bloodthirsty Hall, please let me know."

The two seventh-rank phantoms sized Lin Fan up and down, snorted coldly, and had no intention of replying at all.

Lin Fan frowned. He is Rong Yunhe's direct disciple. Even if he came to visit the head of the Bloodthirsty Hall, he should meet him.

He was just about to reveal his identity when Henry Zhang appeared not far away, with a strange smile on his face: "Boy, do you want to enter my bloodthirsty hall? Do you know where the bloodthirsty hall is? Casually I just want to go in."

Lin Fan clasped his fists neither humble nor overbearing and said: "My friend said something before, I offended you so much, please forgive me, I want to see the hall master, there are some things I want to talk to him..."

"A mere human being." Henry Zhang said coldly, "Hurry up and get out."

Lin Fan frowned, feeling quite speechless, anyway, his manners were considered in place, and what happened before could be regarded as an apology to this person.

At this moment, the door of the bloodthirsty hall suddenly opened, and a little girl in red clothes who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old hurried out from inside and ran outside.

Lin Fan turned to one side, wanting to get out of the way, but unexpectedly, the girl bumped into Lin Fan as if she was blind.

(End of this chapter)