After practicing in the mountains for more than a month, Wang Chen's physique has grown a lot.
But the original person was only fifteen years old, so he still retains a trace of childishness.
Anyone with eyesight can see it.
This group of hunters all had venomous eyes, but they had never seen any young man dare to break into the depths of the mountains alone and kill a ferocious tiger?
The hunters couldn't help but look at each other.
One of the rough-looking hunters hesitated and asked, "Little brother, did you kill this tiger?"
Wang Chen nodded calmly: "Yes."
"sharp."
The rugged hunter gave him a thumbs up: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy!"
He quickly weighed it in his mind and felt that there was no need to offend such an unknown person in a situation where he didn't know the details, so as not to bring disaster to himself and others.
A tiger is indeed valuable, but it is not worth paying a high price for it!
The rough hunter wanted to give up, and was about to back down when a young hunter next to him stared at Wang Chen with a strange look on his face, and then quickly whispered something into his ear.
The rough hunter was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Wang Chen suddenly.
"Little brother…"
He asked tentatively: "Is your surname Ling?"
"That's right."
Wang Chen smiled: "I am Ling Zhiyuan from the Ling family in Anyang!"
"It's really you!"
The rugged hunter suddenly beamed with joy, rubbed his palms excitedly and said, "Master Ling, we were looking for you. Now we finally found you. Come with us quickly."
As he spoke, he quickly approached Wang Chen.
The other six hunters followed closely behind and spread out in a tacit understanding, surrounding Wang Chen.
The rugged hunter felt that he was sure of victory, and his dark and rough face smiled broadly: "Master Ling, do you know..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and his throat felt cold.
The hunter's smile instantly froze on his face. He looked at Wang Chen in disbelief, making a "gurgling" sound in his throat, and soon red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
There was also an eye-catching blood line on his throat.
Cut the throat with a knife!
Wang Chen took action so quickly that the other hunters around him failed to react immediately.
They stared at Wang Chen with greedy eyes, as if the latter was a fat prey that had fallen into the net.
It wasn't until the rough hunter slumped down with his hands on his throat that these hunters woke up from a dream.
Suddenly the pot exploded!
Wang Chen didn't give them any more time to react. He stepped forward with a short knife and passed between the two hunters like a ghost.
The sword shines again!
Although he is unable to practice Taoism and body refining techniques in this body, and his cultivation level has only just broken through the second level, Wang Chen's martial arts experience can still be used in the Cang Qing Realm.
And his martial arts has already reached the master level!
Although the opponent has a large number of people, unless the realm is far beyond the realm, in Wang Chen's eyes, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs.
Even if he only has a short knife in his hand.
Turn around, swing the blade, cut the throat, shift, turn around, stab the skull...
In the blink of an eye, the two hunters were killed on the spot!
They are not ordinary people, they have at least the strength of first-level warriors, and they have rich combat experience.
However, facing Wang Chen's surprise attack, the two of them didn't even have time or chance to react. Their throats were slit and their heads were pierced with a short knife!
Both died tragically.
But this is just the beginning of the killing, not the end of Wang Chen.
In just a few breaths, three of them fell down. The other four hunters all felt like they were struck by lightning. They couldn't believe their eyes and suspected that they were in a nightmare.
An extremely bloody and tragic nightmare!
It wasn't until Wang Chen approached the hunter closest to him again and pierced the latter's eyebrow with a knife that the other hunters woke up from a dream and ran away screaming.
Their courage and will have been destroyed by the intense blood!
And this is undoubtedly a wrong choice.
After Wang Chen assassinated the fourth person, he threw the dagger in his hand at a hunter without thinking.
The knife went like a meteor and caught up with the target in an instant.
Right on the vest!
"ah!"
The hunter only had time to let out a heart-rending scream and immediately fell forward to the ground.
At the same time, Wang Chen flew quickly and chased behind another hunter in the blink of an eye.
What he used was the Qinggong body method obtained from the common world. Although he did not have the corresponding internal energy, but with the blessing of the power of the evil wheel, the effect was very good.
Wang Chen suddenly jumped up with all his strength and kicked out with his right leg.
Katcha!
The hunter in front tilted his head and broke his neck bone on the spot!
Before Wang Chen landed, he reached out and grabbed a vine hanging from a branch.
He stretched out his right foot and kicked hard on the big tree next to him, using the force to swing more than ten steps away, and then suddenly let go of his hands.
When Wang Chen fell to the ground, he blocked the path of the last hunter!
The hunter's face was as pale as paper. When he saw Wang Chen blocking the road, he felt like he had seen the God of Death. He immediately knelt down on the ground with a thud, kowtowed repeatedly and said: "Master Ling, please spare your life. There are seniors and juniors among the villains. What do you think?"
Show mercy!"
Wang Chen asked: "How do you know I am Ling Zhiyuan's?"
The hunter swallowed and replied cautiously: "The people from the Black Tiger Gang have issued a reward, and your portrait is on it. They say that if you want to see a person alive or dead, you will be rewarded heavily if you find it."
In fact, he missed the sentence "life or death".
While the hunter was trembling, he was also cursing in his heart.
Because people from the Black Tiger Gang said that Ling Zhiyuan only had the cultivation level of a first-level warrior, and he was also a spoiled playboy.
It turned out that he was clearly an evil spirit descending to earth!
The hunter felt extremely regretful.
"Black Tiger Gang?"
Wang Chen frowned - there was no such name in Ling Zhiyuan's memory.
They are probably the Jianghu gangs at the bottom of Anyang City.
He asked in a deep voice: "What is the situation of the Anyang Ling family now?"
This hunter was determined to save his life, and he told Wang Chen everything he knew, pouring out everything he knew like beans from a bamboo tube.
Wang Chen was speechless after hearing this.
A few days after the original father and son were attacked, the Ling family in Anyang City changed the sun and the moon.
Now the head of the family is actually Ling Sanye, Ling Zhiyuan’s third uncle Ling Hongfeng!
In Ling Zhiyuan's memory, Ling Hongfeng was a real playboy. He was good at eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling since he was a child. He usually liked to make trouble and had Ling Hongyun wipe his butt countless times.
Such a disgusting character actually became the head of the Ling family?
Is the other party pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, hiding it all the time, or is he being pushed into power and used as a puppet?
This obviously requires Wang Chen to find out the truth.
He took a deep breath and suddenly slapped the hunter in front of him on the forehead.