Wild Dogs

These people watched Yang Fan dodge and made no move to attack.

Most people could see clearly that the man had deliberately bumped into them to extort money, but Yang Fan dodged him.

He then bumped into the stall and passed out.

But no one was willing to speak up for Yang Fan.

Most of the people who come to the market are ruthless; no one wants to cause trouble for themselves.

Just as Yang Fan was dodging, he suddenly sensed someone nearby stirring and trying to attack him.

At this moment, Yang Fan understood everything.

The people who jumped out earlier are clearly in cahoots with the people in the shadows.

They had their eyes on Yang Fan from the very beginning, and deliberately bumped into him in an attempt to extort money from him.

Thinking about this, Yang Fan felt much more at ease.

Now that he knew they wanted to blackmail him, he had a way to deal with it.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan deliberately slowed down and dodged to the side, pretending not to notice the person behind him.

Upon seeing this, the people behind were overjoyed and immediately rushed out, shouting as they pounced on Yang Fan.

"You coward, why don't you surrender?"

Just as he lunged at him, Yang Fan dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the man.

Then Yang Fan appeared like a ghost next to the corpse on the ground.

Everyone else was surrounding Yang Fan, while the people on the ground were left unattended.

Seeing this, Yang Fan pulled the person on the ground up and coldly looked at the others.

"What are you doing? You killed my brother and you're trying to cover it up?"

Seeing Yang Fan grab his companion, the others hurriedly shouted.

Seeing this, Yang Fan sneered.

"Really? To destroy the evidence? I'd really like to try."

"But is this kid really dead?"

Yang Fan said coldly.

The others' expressions changed.

"How come he's not dead? My brother's in this state, do you think he's faking it?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan sneered.

"Of course, I think he's just faking it."

Then Yang Fan punched the man hard.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Fan stopped halfway through his punch.

He looked at these people with a half-smile.

"Anyway, you all say I killed him. I'll punch his head off right now, whether I killed him or not, it'll be mine. How about it?"

Then, Yang Fan swung his fist again and slammed it down hard.

Before the fist could land, the person in his hand suddenly struggled desperately, broke free from Yang Fan, and jumped to the side.

"You idiot."

Seeing their companion, who had been feigning death, come back to life, the others felt embarrassed and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, the man snorted coldly.

"Stop talking nonsense, if I don't dodge, he'll smash me to death."

"You bunch of idiots, you can't even handle a kid like this."

The man snorted, then glanced at Yang Fan and nodded with a cold smile.

"Very well, you're smart. We brothers admit defeat today, let's go."

The man waved his hand and turned to leave.

The others glared at Yang Fan resentfully before leaving.

Seeing the unfriendly looks in their eyes, Yang Fan's heart sank slightly.

It was obvious that these people had no intention of letting him go.

Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed across Yang Fan's lips.

Since these people want to kill him, he won't hold back. Let's see who survives.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately walked forward.

After a while, the stall owner saw Yang Fan leave and immediately looked over.

"My friend, do you still want to practice swordsmanship?"

Yang Fan waved his hand.

"No need, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, Yang Fan quickly left.

Seeing Yang Fan walk away, the stall owner shook his head helplessly and then packed up his stall.

On the other side, Yang Fan, with the puppet, left the market directly.

This place is not safe to stay for long. If those people don't follow, Yang Fan won't make a move.

But if they dare to catch up, Yang Fan will not let them off easily.

Not long after Yang Fan left the market, as he hurried away into the distance, he suddenly sensed someone rapidly pursuing him from behind.

A cold glint flashed across Yang Fan's lips. These people were like persistent ghosts, determined to take his life. Well then, he would grant their wish.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan deliberately walked to a secluded place and did not return to the Blood Fiend Sect.

The people behind him were overjoyed when they saw Yang Fan walking towards a secluded spot.

Yang Fan went into a secluded corner, which made it easier for them to take action.

The group immediately sped up and chased after Yang Fan.

As they chased, the group spoke in hushed tones.

"You all saw how agile this kid is; he's quite skilled."

"We must be careful then, and not give him a chance to use his movement techniques."

"Don't worry, boss. With the four of us surrounding him, it'll be a piece of cake."

"As long as we cut off all his escape routes, no matter how cunning he is, he will have no choice but to surrender."

"It's good that you know."

After discussing their plan, the group immediately sped up and chased after Yang Fan.

"I've been watching this kid the whole way. He's been buying medicinal herbs and selling things, so he must be very rich."

"Kill this brat, and the four of us brothers can live a carefree life for several more years."

The group was immediately excited at the thought of being able to steal the spirit stones and treasures from Yang Fan.

As for the puppet that had been following Yang Fan, they didn't take it too seriously.

There are four of them here, all of them experts at the fifth or sixth level of the Qi Refining stage.

Yang Fan looked like nothing more than a lowly nobody at the first or second level of Qi Refining.

Even if you bring a puppet, the puppet's strength won't be too great.

The four of them could handle it perfectly well, so they didn't take Yang Fan seriously at all.

I thought I could easily wipe him out.

And so, the four of them quickly approached Yang Fan.

Seeing that the place Yang Fan was walking in was becoming more and more desolate, the four of them simply stopped pretending.

It accelerated and charged straight up from behind.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Fan pretended to have just noticed the four people's movements and acted panicked.

Immediately afterward, the four exchanged glances and circled around from all sides.

They surrounded Yang Fan in the center.

"Don't you know what we're doing?"

"You almost hurt my brother, so you'll have to pay for his medicine."

One of them spoke lazily.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan feigned fear.

"You want money? I'll give you whatever you want, but you can't do whatever you want."

Seeing Yang Fan's timid and hesitant manner, the group laughed even harder.

"Very good, he's indeed a useless piece of trash, best to rob."

"He has plenty of spirit stones but no real skill; he could be taken away with ease."

Thinking of this, one of them rubbed his hands together and looked at Yang Fan smugly.

"Hey friend, if you know what's good for you, hand over all the spirit stones you have on you."

"To avoid physical suffering, hand it over, and I'll spare your life."

That being said, this person was just deliberately trying to make Yang Fan lower his guard.

He had no intention of giving Yang Fan a way out.

Yang Fan pretended to be clueless and raised his head.

"Oh? So you're willing to let me go?"

"Of course, as long as you hand over the goods, I'll let you go."

"Tell your puppet behind you to move aside and get out of the way."

"Otherwise, we will definitely kill you."

"Okay, I'll do as you say, just please don't kill me."

Yang Fan adopted a submissive and hesitant demeanor.

He carefully took out his storage bag while gesturing for the puppet to step aside.

Seeing that Yang Fan was so obedient, the four of them burst into smug laughter.