Chapter 38 How did your last snake die?
Ah Si looked at Hua Ying behind him and asked in confusion: "Boss, who is her brother? Do I know him?"
"How would I know?" Liu Hu rolled his eyes and said.
In Liu Hu's heart, Hua Ying's brother was probably dead long ago. He said this only because he admired Hua Ying's calculating and money-loving character. He felt that having Hua Ying to help him manage his business would be a great help, so he wanted to put the money under his account.
"Then why did the boss agree to her?" A Si was even more confused. He clearly didn't know the whereabouts of Brother Hua Ying, but he still agreed to her.
Liu Hu didn't want to waste time explaining too much, so he said, "Let her manage all the businesses in the future, and you can relax. Isn't that good?"
"That's great, of course. Boss, you're so nice." After saying that, Asi smiled naively. He had long wanted to stop caring about those businesses, and now someone came to help, how could he not be happy? He pretended to touch his big bald head.
Liu Hu leaned over and cursed, "A Si, watch the road."
"Oh." Asi quickly adjusted his body and supported Liu Hu who was sliding down to prevent him from falling.
Although both of them were carrying a person, Hua Ying had a very hard time doing it, while Asi walked as if it were flat ground, as if there was nothing on his body and he was very stable.
He could even chat while walking, and help Liu Hu tidy up his clothes when he had nothing to do.
When they returned to Tinglanxuan, they still didn't see Luo Fanchen. Liu Huyang sighed, "Alas."
"Boss, the Qingyi Guard has already passed the message. He should be back soon. How about I take you back to your room?"
"No need, I'll wait for him here." Liu Hu said in a firm tone, refusing to refuse.
How could Liu Hu feel at ease without seeing Luo Fanchen?
Ah Si grinned and felt worried for Luo Fanchen. It seemed that the boss was really angry this time.
Go to the capital, the Luo family's secret agent.
The old man was resting with his eyes closed in the house. When he heard his men come to report that Luo Fanchen and his men were coming to attack, the old man snorted and said "hmm" and stopped talking.
After all, the recent news that Luo Fanchen had picked up thirteen secret agents in a row had already spread widely. He had already received news from the head of the family that Luo Fanchen had come and given up the secret agents and quickly escaped.
The old man had no intention of running away. He had just achieved great success in his cultivation and was about to compete with Luo Fanchen to let everyone know his strength.
"Tattatata." Luo Fanchen stepped in step by step in his tiger-head boots. The people outside had already been knocked down by his poison, so he broke in without any effort.
He was wearing an ice blue silk brocade robe, with a gold belt with royal blue vortex pattern tied around his waist. He had jet-black hair and piercing tiger eyes under his eyebrows. He seemed to be smiling, not smiling. He didn't look like he was here to cause trouble, but rather like he was traveling .
The old man slowly stood up when he saw Luo Fanchen, and said coldly: "I had already cultivated to the seventh level of the inner sect three months ago. You and I are both at the seventh level. It is still unknown who will win."
"Hahaha!" Luo Fanchen didn't take the old man seriously at all. He stretched his muscles and laughed non-stop.
A residual shadow rushed directly to Luo Fanchen, and the fist was an inch away from Luo Fanchen but did not hit him. Luo Fanchen seemed to have known that this punch could not hit him did not even move his body, and continued to laugh. His eyes did not take the old man seriously at all, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Long time no see, your skills have improved."
"Give up. Your internal organs have been damaged by your internal force. The index and middle fingers of your left hand are broken. You can't use your best hidden weapons and acupressure. You are no match for me. Come back to the Luo family with me to be punished." The old man looked at the two empty places on Luo Fanchen's left hand and sneered mercilessly.
The seventh level is already considered to be one of the masters. Moreover, everyone in the Luo family is good at using poison. As they are both seventh-level masters, the old man doesn’t believe that he cannot defeat Luo Fanchen.
Luo Fanchen simply raised his hand and punched the old man in the face. The punch deformed the old man's face. He did not give the old man a chance to react. He raised his leg and kicked the old man on the lower back, directly embedding the old man into the wall.
Half of his head was sunken, looking extremely creepy, but luckily the old man had some great cultivation and did not die like that.
Then, a shadow chased after him, even faster than the old man just now, raised his hand and pressed it on the old man's neck, directly pulled the old man down from the wall, and slammed him hard on the table, and the wooden table shattered.
"The seventh level? I've been in the seventh level for five years. Is it something to be proud of?" Luo Fanchen muttered to himself as if he had thought of something.
The old man moved his wrist slightly, and several poisonous insects ran out. Luo Fanchen picked up two of them from the ground and put them directly into his mouth. He chewed them with a "crunch, crunch" sound and said, "Old man, are you stupid? You actually used poison on a person with a poisonous constitution."
"Impossible, we are both at the seventh level of the inner sect, and you are injured, there can't be such a big gap." The old man couldn't believe that after practicing so hard for so many years and finally reaching the seventh level, he would be defeated so completely.
Luo Fanchen grabbed the old man, raised his head, and sneered: "Let me tell you, your seventh level is what you have practiced all your life, and my seventh level is something you can never reach in your lifetime."
The Luo family in the desert has no secret manuals passed down from generation to generation, and the highest level of cultivation can only be reached up to the seventh level.
Luo Fanchen was kicked out of the Luo family, so naturally he did not have any family secret skills, so he could only practice to the seventh level at most. However, after following Liu Hu for these years, he had learned a little bit about various secret books, but he was still no match for the one in front of him.
Thinking of Liu Hu, Luo Fanchen became even angrier and threw the old man against the wall again.
The old man stood up tremblingly, and stretched out his hand to hit Luo Fanchen. Even in his prime, he couldn't hit Luo Fanchen at all, not to mention that he was seriously injured now. Luo Fanchen tilted his head and easily dodged, and punched the old man in the cheek again, saying: "Too slow, go back and tell Luo Chenghui that as long as he doesn't show up, I will keep picking on the Luo family's hidden stakes until there is no Luo family hidden stake in the whole Daqian."
"If Daqian doesn't have it, I'll go to another country until Luo Chenghui shows up."
Those who could cultivate to the seventh level were all arrogant and proud people. How could they bear to be humiliated by a junior like this? They used all their internal strength to give Luo Fanchen the final blow.
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell so you break in. Since you want to die, you can't blame me."
Luo Fanchen sneered, raised his hand and slapped the old man twice, directly dispersing the true energy in the old man's body.
"Bang!" He punched the old man in the stomach and said, "Open your mouth!"
The old man was quite obedient. He opened his mouth as soon as Luo Fanchen finished speaking. Luo Fanchen took out a poisonous insect from his sleeve and stuffed it directly into the old man's mouth.
The old man stared at Luo Fanchen as he stuffed the blood-sucking insect into his mouth. His eyes were wide open and he wanted to struggle but it was useless. He could only watch the little insect crawl into his mouth.
