C34 Making a Huge Profit
C34 Making a Huge Profit
Ye Fan's temper had really flared up.
What he practiced was a skill given to him by a demon lord.
He didn't believe that he could beat a mere mortal.
If he wanted to fight, he would fight. Who was afraid of who?
"You're not small, but I hope you're not useless."
"Haha, kid, you've successfully provoked my desire to kill!"
"Die!"
Zhang Heng's body was brimming with fighting spirit.
The flames of war burned from the bottom of his heart.
In an instant.
Zhang Heng made his move.
He moved swiftly and swiftly.
The fist that was as big as a sandbag instantly covered Ye Fan's entire face.
"How is this possible?"
Ye Fan was shocked.
Logically speaking.
Zhang Heng was so big.
His speed should be very slow.
How did he manage to achieve both strength and speed?
Initially, Ye Fan had wanted to fight with him.
It seemed like he would not be able to win by relying on his own speed.
"Haha, kid, do you only know how to dodge?"
"Boom!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity.
Zhang Heng threw another punch.
This was a simple straight punch.
However, it seemed to cover all directions.
This was the return to simplicity of martial arts.
Formless.
Martial arts had truly been cultivated to a certain level.
Any move could be fatal.
"Alright, then I won't dodge anymore"
Ye Fan unleashed his full power at this moment.
The Qi in his body flowed through his body along with the circulation of the cultivation technique.
Finally, it gathered on his arm.
The veins on his entire arm bulged, and his muscles emitted a hint of blood red.
From a strange angle, he landed right on Zhang Heng's wrist.
It broke his straight fist.
"What?! How is that possible?"
Holding his wrist, Zhang Heng felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Ye Fan's strength was not any weaker than his.
What surprised him even more was that Ye Fan's attack was like a dragon's roar that shook his mind.
Was... was this an illusion?
This time.
Zhang Heng's face turned serious.
His gaze returned to a profound one.
In his current state, he was not surprised at all by the fact that he was fighting to the death in the ring.
Fifth Master was already stunned.
He knew how powerful Zhang Heng was.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was beyond his expectations.
He was ridiculously strong.
He was only a university student.
How could he possibly fight against Zhang Heng, who was fighting with his life on the line every day?
Neither of them made a move immediately.
It was as if they were sensing each other's breathing.
In a battle between experts, a single move could determine the victor.
And the next time they attacked, it would be thunderous.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.
He was thinking about the next attack.
At this moment.
Fifth Master suddenly shouted.
"Ye Fan!"
"Hmm?"
"Not good."
Ye Fan answered subconsciously.
Zhang Heng took the opportunity to attack.
The storm of heavy punches seemed to have turned into fist shadows, filling the sky.
How despicable.
Ye Fan's heart was filled with hatred.
He could only flee in panic.
"Haha, Fifth Master, the older the wiser."
"This kid is actually distracted at such a critical moment."
"I'm afraid both of his arms will be broken by Zhang Heng."
...
Fifth Master smiled. "Hehe, the world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about the ways of the world. You can learn it slowly."
"Haha, that's true. Fifth Master is worth us learning for the rest of our lives."
Zhang Heng's attacks were like a storm.
It never stopped.
He didn't even give Ye Fan a chance to catch his breath.
No, he would die sooner or later if he kept fighting like this.
Suddenly.
Ye Fan's mind moved.
Zhang Heng's attack was huge, and his heavy sword had no edge.
What was important was that it was swift and fierce.
When he went berserk, his defense would be the weakest.
If he exchanged injury for injury, he should be able to catch him off guard and break his attack.
Alright, let's do it this way.
The human body had a total of 36 fatal acupuncture points. They were soft, numb, light, and heavy. Each of them had nine acupuncture points.
The Guan Yuan acupuncture point was three inches below the navel.
Ye Fan was much smaller than Zhang Heng.
He only needed to squat down to hit the acupuncture point.
Depends on the timing.
Zhang Heng threw a punch at Ye Fan's left chest.
Ye Fan stopped defending.
He squatted down and threw a punch.
Zhang Heng's eyes widened.
He didn't expect this kid to be so unruly.
He actually wanted to exchange injuries with him.
Although he saw through it, he didn't want to dodge.
His punch could shatter Ye Fan's shoulder.
But with Ye Fan's strength, he couldn't cause any harm to him.
"Bang!"
Two punches landed.
Ye Fan held his left arm. The pain was unbearable.
Zhang Heng, on the other hand, opened his eyes wide and spat out a mouthful of blood.
It was a success.
Ye Fan smiled coldly.
If one hit Guan Yuan's acupuncture point, it would impact the abdominal wall, the venous vessels, and the nerves between the ribs. It would shake the intestines, and cause gastric stagnation and blood clot.
It was still light to vomit blood.
In a short period of time, Zhang Heng was no longer capable of fighting back.
"What?"
Fifth Master suddenly stood up.
Zhang Heng lost?
It's over.
Now, they were like sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Indeed.
Ye Fan walked towards him.
And his shoulder wasn't as serious as he had imagined. It was just a little painful.
He could still move freely.
"Fifth Master, why did you kill me?"
Ye Fan sat on the sofa and exhaled.
Fifth Master swallowed his saliva and felt uncomfortable.
But now he could only answer truthfully.
After being in a high position for so many years, his courage had long been worn down.
He did not dare to fight Ye Fan head on.
"Hehe, what Fifth Master? You can just call me Little Five."
Fifth Master had been around for many years.
He still knew how to put on a show.
He immediately used his second face.
He said humbly: "How would I dare to kill you! It's all because I'm insensible. "
"Hehe, at least you know the situation"
Ye Fan smiled.
Even if Fifth Master was not so petty.
He didn't dare to kill anyone.
He could only use other methods to punish him.
But since he was so good at it.
Then let's make it more practical.
I just bought a house today.
Coincidentally, Ye Fan's pocket was empty.
He might as well extort some money.
"Use money to buy your life, or die. Choose!"
Hearing this, Fifth Master heaved a sigh of relief. As long as it was something that could be settled with money, it was not a big deal.
It was just that he did not expect Ye Fan to choose money in the end.
"Young man, give me a number. I'll call you right away." Fifth Master said with a smile.
Ye Fan stretched out a finger.
"Ten thousand?" Fifth Master asked.
"Is your life worth ten thousand?"
"100,000?"
Ye Fan shook his head slightly. "Fifth Master's position is not too low."
"What? You want one million?"
Ye Fan was asking for an exorbitant price.
Even if Fifth Master was earning money every day, one million was not a small amount to him.
"No, I want ten million."
"Damn! Ten million?"
Fifth Master felt hopeless.
Ten million was almost the company's quarter profit.
"What's wrong? Is it very difficult?"
"Not difficult, not difficult."
Fifth Master hurriedly transferred the money into Ye Fan's account.
Compared to his life, money was just an external object.
But ten million went to waste just like that.
He also felt an unusual heartache.
Ye Fan looked at his balance and was in a very good mood.
Before he left, he also reminded him.
"I'm leaving, Fifth Master."
"Next time, if you offend someone close to me, it won't be at this price anymore. I advise you to earn more money."
Ye Fan, this man who was like the wind, turned around and left after getting the money, without a trace of reluctance.
Only Fifth Master was left.
Big brother, he was actually blackmailed by a university student.
Who would believe it?