I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 40 is tense in form (please follow up!)

Ever since he became aware of the situation in the settlement a few days ago, Yang Fang has been uneasy, so he wears soft armor when sleeping every night, just in case.

 The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he immediately started searching the other person's body quickly.

 Soon I found a book, a piece of jade to ward off evil spirits, and seven or eight taels of scattered silver.

Against the moonlight, the writing on it can be vaguely seen.

  【Shadow Body Technique! 】

“Is this the movement technique the other party just performed?”

Yang Fang was pleasantly surprised.

The opponent's movement just now was erratic and unpredictable, like a shadow, which he could not catch at all.

If he hadn't fired the hidden weapon randomly, it would have been impossible to hit the opponent.

He immediately hid these things close to his body, then carried the body and quietly climbed over the courtyard wall again.

Except for a few servants, he was the only one who lived in the entire pharmacy. The doctors and apprentices did not stay in the pharmacy at night, and would only arrive early during the day the next day.

The servant's residence is relatively far away from him, so they couldn't hear the movement just now.

 After ensuring absolute safety, Yang Fang dumped the body in an alley two or three miles away.

 After doing all this, he quickly returned to his residence again, lit the oil lamp, and began to quickly clean up the terrible shock caused by the previous encounter.

To be honest, after encountering such an assassination, he now feels like he doesn't dare to live in the shop anymore.

Who can guarantee whether there will be further assassinations in the future?

 But as the shopkeeper, how can he do it if he doesn’t live in the shop?

“So many strangers suddenly came to the settlement, what are they looking for?”

Yang started walking around the room.

However, when thinking carefully about the encounter just now, Yang Fang also confirmed one thing.

 The poison he prepared during the day is useful!

 At least when the other party was escaping, he obviously swayed his body, and then he seized the opportunity.

Looking at it this way, that kind of poison still needs to be deployed.

Yang Fang took out the secret book and the evil-proofing jade he had obtained before, looked at the oil lamp, and felt secretly happy.

 The biggest receipts tonight are these two.

 He placed these two things close to his body, took out another Qi-nourishing Pill, and swallowed it into his abdomen.

 At the moment, you should break through the fourth level as soon as possible, and then practice [Shadow Body Technique] and [Snow Stepping Technique].

 Early the next morning.

 The streets have become noticeably more tense.

The Wanfu Chamber of Commerce is mobilizing all its efforts to help them find the things on the scroll. Early in the morning, there are many members of small and medium-sized gangs holding the scrolls and asking everywhere.

Yang Fang originally went out to check the situation, but he came all the way to see this scene.

Besides this, there was another thing that surprised him.

At some tea stalls, taverns, and chaos stalls on the street, coolies with strange faces all appeared one after another. But they were different from ordinary coolies. Although these people were wearing coolie clothes, their faces were gloomy. His eyes were scanning the street intentionally or unintentionally.

 Apparently not a real coolie.

 “Brother Xiao Zhang, what are you looking for?”

Yang Fang suddenly waved his hand in the distance.

A member of the small gang looked startled, and immediately ran over and said, "It turns out to be shopkeeper Yang. Let us look for the things in the portrait, including anyone who may have seen these things."

 He handed the portrait to Yang Fang for inspection.

Yang Fang took a curious look, suddenly his eyelids twitched, and he instantly regained his composure.

“Who is this person? Why are you looking for him?”

Yang Fang asked nonchalantly.

"Who knows who it is? Wanfu Chamber of Commerce asked us to help find it. It is said that the president of Wanfu Chamber of Commerce has been captured. In short, those outsiders are very powerful and we cannot afford to offend them!"

The member of the small gang spoke, and suddenly his heart moved. He glanced at Yang Fang and said, "By the way, Shopkeeper Yang, do you know if your Black Tiger Gang has been affected?"

 “I don’t know that either.”

Yang Fang shook his head slightly, "I was assigned to Beifang, and the headquarters is over at Dongfang. Even if something big happened there, I wouldn't know about it if no one informed me."

"Too."

 The small gang member nodded and said, "Then I will continue to inquire."

Yang Fang nodded lightly. After the other party left, he immediately turned and walked towards the shop. His mind was turbulent and he could not calm down.

 The middle-aged man in the portrait was the one who was casually stabbed to death by himself a few nights ago!

And the mysterious pattern on the portrait was exactly what he found on the middle-aged man!

 Is this group of outsiders looking for this?

He was a little nervous for a moment, as if he had picked up a hot potato, and hurried towards the room.

 A rooftop across the street.

 A strange lineup of three men and one woman appears here.

The woman was wearing a black outfit and had a cold face. She was closing her eyes, as if she was sensing something.

There are three men beside him, one is holding a soft whip, has sharp lips, and has a mean look on his face; the other is holding a long sword on his waist and wearing a thick hat on his head;

There is another one who is extremely tall and tall. His body is about two heads taller than an ordinary person. He has muscles all over his body, and his arms and thighs are all extremely thick, like a human bear.

Suddenly, the woman in black clothes opened her eyes, glanced in the direction of the drug store, and said coldly, "There is something wrong with that shopkeeper. His mood has fluctuated just now!"

"oh?"

 The three male companions around him turned around at the same time and looked at Wanchunpu.

 “Let’s go and have a look!”

The man holding a soft whip spoke coldly.

They tiptoed and immediately flew towards Wanchunpu, landing directly outside the lobby.

“Sir, do you want to see a doctor or get medicine?”

As soon as he landed, a medicine man came over quickly and asked.

"roll!"

boom!

The man with an extremely tall body had a cold voice and struck out with a palm, knocking the apprentice away on the spot. His chest was sunken and his body was smashed in the distance like tatters.

He glanced around and said coldly, "Where was the shopkeeper just now?"

 Everyone in the pharmacy was shocked.

 “You. Who are you?”

 Doctor Hua, who was sitting in the clinic, looked shocked.

The woman in black attire sensed it again, suddenly her body swayed, and she rushed directly towards the inner hall.

 The other three men all rushed past quickly, looking at the entire pharmacy as if it were nothing.

The two doctors and a dozen apprentices were all in panic, watching helplessly as they broke in.

 Inside the room.

Yang Fang had just hidden the animal skin picture when he suddenly felt something. His face changed, and he quickly rushed out of the room with a long sword in hand.

 “Who are you?”

 He shouted in shock, "Don't you know this is the territory of the Black Tiger Gang?"

"is it him?"

The three men's eyes turned cold, and they stopped at the same time and looked at Yang Fang.

The woman looked at Yang Fang carefully, frowned, and said coldly, "Let me ask you, have you seen the people and things on this scroll?"

 She once again unfolded a scroll with a middle-aged man's head and a mysterious image, and asked Yang Fang.

 “I haven’t seen it, what’s wrong?”

Yang Fang responded.

“How dare you lie? I’ve never seen you nervous before?”

The woman suddenly shouted loudly.

 “I’m not nervous, I’m just.”

Yang Fang spoke quickly.

 “Quibble!”

The man holding a soft whip next to him shouted sharply, and the soft whip in his hand made a harsh whistling sound, like lightning, and whipped directly towards Yang Fang's body.

Yang Fang's expression changed and he quickly swung his sword to resist.

With a clang, the long sword in his hand was whipped out by a whip, and the tail of the whip was whipped **** Yang Fang. With a snap, cracks appeared in the soft body armor on his body, making him suffocate. With a snort, his body immediately retreated quickly.

“I am from the Black Tiger Gang, what are you going to do?”

Yang Fang let out a startled shout.

 (End of this chapter)