Fang Tu started killing from the direction he randomly selected, from the edge of the city.
All the villains he passed along the way were wiped out.
But Fang obviously killed a lot of people, some of them just committed small crimes, the crimes were not serious, and they just passed out...
But his hands were covered in evil stains and heaps of blood debts, but he never let them go!
Many ordinary street gangsters who passed out in such a coma, after waking up from the coma, changed immediately: it was like they came back to life, how could they not change?
Not only does it not change, but it also worsens. We cannot say that there is no such thing, we can only say that it is one in a million.
Above, countless experts from aristocratic families watched Fang Tu destroying everything and creating mountains of corpses and seas of blood below, and everyone was dumbfounded.
Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined why Lord Ningxue Jian let him go?
Can’t Master Jian see it? Is this Fang Tu’s strength?
Why don't you care?
While I was thinking, I saw white shadows flickering in the distance, the cold air was awe-inspiring, the sword energy was flying in the sky, and Ningxue Sword's body flew over like a fleeting shadow.
Everyone looked at it expectantly, only to see Master Jian with a...happy smile on his face?
What's going on?
But they saw Fang Tu killing on the ground, and Master Jian following him floating in the sky.
Waves of blood rose, and the villains were killed one by one with precision.
All the masters from the famous families looked on dumbly, and they heard Master Jian constantly praising from above: "Good kill! What a good kill!"
Everyone finally couldn't help but sit down.
Master Jian, are you here to check up on Fang Tu, or are you here to flatter me?
However, when things have reached this point, even a fool can see that it is true that Fang Tu's strength has collapsed!
It is true that there is someone behind Fang Tu.
It's true that the guardian came to check.
But... the person behind Fang Tu is by no means a demon! He is someone that the Guardians all admire!
Or simply a certain old guardian.
Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for Ningxue Sword to react like this.
Everyone's hopes so far have been completely dashed. Seeing Master Jian's excitement, he couldn't help but help Fang Tu clean up...
Do you still expect him to punish Fang Tu?
I can't even dream about it.
Finally, Fang Tu fought all the way back... Already an hour later, he appeared on the main street again wearing a black cloak and the stars were blurred.
He was full of murderous aura and depression.
Sun Wutian was really almost furious!
He threw the Ningxue Sword outside the city and said it clearly, you just have to leave!
In the end, this bastard actually followed me.
Not only did he follow him, but he also followed him like a shadow above his head like a supervisor.
Cheer while watching.
Do you think I'm singing specifically for you? Are you cheering like a bird?
Can you shut up, you bastard!
As a result, he killed everyone all the way, and this noisy voice shouted all the way above his head.
Sun Wutian felt that his self-esteem had been severely insulted!
Who am I? I am Sun Wutian! I am using you Rui Qianshan to cheer me up?
I'm going crazy...
Finally, after fighting through and returning to the main road, Sun Wutian no longer wanted to work!
Oh shit!
Strike this afternoon!
I can't bear this grievance, so go back and beat Fang Che! If it weren't for you, a little bastard, how could I bear this grievance?
How dare you salute Ningxue Jian in front of your face - what the hell am I going to do!
Just about to leave.
I heard Ningxue Jian laughing loudly above my head: "Captain Fang, thank you for your hard work. I have two jars of wine here, just treat it as condolences, hahaha..."
Whoosh, the two jars of wine fell down.
The jar is very old, and it can be seen that it is definitely the treasure of Ningxue Sword.
And the kind that I usually don’t want to take out.
Sun Wutian instinctively wanted to blow it up with one punch, but considering Fang Che's status, it was impossible to do so!
He swallowed the two jars of wine and said with his heart almost exploding: "Thank you, Lord Jian, for the reward!"
This sentence made Sun Wutian himself burnt to the core.
I can't stand it anymore!
I can't bear it anymore!
Ning Xuejian laughed loudly: "When you finish patrolling the world, I'll find you and have a good drink! Haha, I'll go too!"
As Ningxue Sword Leader laughed, his sword light shot up into the sky, instantly breaking through the white clouds in the sky.
The sword light flashed in the sky and finally disappeared.
The group of people who were full of expectations were devastated...
Sun Wutian, who was holding two jars of wine below, was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
reward!
Thank you Master Jian for the reward!
Damn it... I'm not alive anymore! I'll go back and beat Fang Che to death!
Labor and management cannot bear this grievance!
Captain Fang carried two jars of wine with an expressionless face and returned to guard the main hall. Countless people along the way looked at him with envy: This is the wine given by Master Jian!
The wine from Master Jian!
Suddenly countless people cheered: "Congratulations, Mr. Fang!"
In an instant, the mountains roared and the tsunami roared: "Congratulations, Mr. Fang!"
This is not only a gift from Master Jian, but also an affirmation from Master Fang at the Guardian Headquarters!
The public, who had been carefully watching the development of the situation, fearing that Mr. Fang's inspection would be interrupted, burst into cheers.
Tears of excitement!
Mr. Fang has been recognized by the highest level, which means that Mr. Fang will continue to act to create a bright and clear sky for our people!
During this period of time, although Mr. Fang has been rectifying the situation, the atmosphere has been very depressed. Because they know how powerful the forces entrenched in Zhongdu are!
But... today, the dull and depressing atmosphere finally completely disappeared.
Cheers rose to the sky.
Crack, crackle...
The sound of firecrackers finally started to sound, and then the sound was heard all over the city.
The wave of cheers soared into the sky.
Zhongdu City is completely alive. Even if a hundred New Years gather together, it will not be as surging as the spring tide at this moment!
Countless people came out.
Following Captain Fang, he walked towards the guard hall. The crowd gradually became so dark that it was impossible to see the head.
This made Sun Wutian even more unable to handle the two jars of wine, so he could only use Captain Fang's majestic posture, handsome and unrestrained, holding the wine with dignity, and strode forward.
My heart exploded again and again.
But endure it, endure it, endure it.
She also had to have an expressionless expression of "not surprised" on her face.
Finally arriving in front of the guard hall, Sun Wutian's stomach growled and bloodshot eyes appeared at the corners of his mouth.
It was true that the Qi exploded many times, and the Ningxue Sword Qi caused him to vomit out blood and then swallow it back.
In full view of the public.
Captain Fang held the wine in his hands, turned around slowly, stood in front of the gate of the guard hall, and faced everyone.
Everyone saw that Captain Fang's handsome mouth was stained with blood.
Suddenly... countless people felt their hearts skip a beat.
In an instant, everyone felt heartache: Captain Fang was injured.
Captain Fang, for the sake of our Tiandu people, he was injured!
The people felt their hearts surging with enthusiasm, their hearts almost overflowing with warmth, and their hearts almost bursting with pain for Captain Fang.
The hundreds of people in front of him knelt down quietly and shouted piously: "Captain Fang, take care of yourself!"
"Captain Fang, take care of yourself."
"..."
Captain Fang raised his hand and slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Resisting the urge to explode, he said calmly: "This is the guardian headquarters. There are two bottles of wine presented by Master Jian. One for me and one for Tiandu."
Finally finding a reason, a jar of wine flew into the air.
Captain Fang shattered this priceless treasure with one punch!
The aroma of wine overflows.
Captain Fang's spiritual energy rushed out, turning a jar of wine into mist.
The rich spiritual energy suddenly rises!
Covering a radius of dozens of miles.
On average, the clouds fall.
falls on everyone's body.
It's just for high-level warriors, but for ordinary people, it's no more than a panacea. Many people feel their minds cool down, and then their bodies become much stronger.
The pain that had lingered for many years seemed to disappear at this moment.
How could the wine that Ningxuejian had collected for thousands of years be just a piece of junk? Moreover, this was the wine that Ningxuejian took out to express gratitude to the savior, which was even more extraordinary.
Sun Wutian vented his anger and broke a jar, but the spiritual energy in the wine has already benefited tens of thousands of people!
"Thank you, Master Fang!"
Countless people knelt down and kowtowed, with tears in their eyes.
Captain Fang waved his hand and silently entered the guard hall.
Outside, there are huge crowds of people, and everyone’s faces are filled with ecstasy, excitement, confidence and hope for a new life.
"very nice!"
"That's great..."
Countless people had tears in their eyes.
The crowds of people who had just arrived from all directions looked at the people who had gathered here with envy.
Captain Fang gave a jar of Master Jian’s wine to Tiandu!
This is to give everyone reassurance.
This is Lord Fang’s determination to investigate thoroughly. With the support of the Guardian Headquarters, Lord Fang’s authority is even greater!
This is great!
Master Fang's jar of wine has the following 19 meanings: first, to warn those villains; second, to...
Everyone was talking about it, and there were rumors that public opinion began to expand crazily in Tiandu City from the direction of guarding the main hall.
And everyone who is lucky enough to be covered by the wine mist is regarded as being personally blessed by Captain Fang, instilling luck, etc...
And became the object of everyone's envy. And these people also lived up to their high expectations, each of them lived a long life... This also confirmed Captain Fang's statement of "the son of destiny, the means of gods"...
Many years later, there are still people who add countless legends to today's wine fog.
There is a poem that says:
The gate of heaven is open in the ninth heaven,
The stars are colorful and the immortals are coming;
The world of mortals waved their hands,
The fairy mist fills the hearts of all people;
A chance encounter in immortality,
All diseases are difficult to produce, and kindness is as great as the ocean;
Slaughter all the monsters in the world,
It’s called the prosperous world of mortals!
…
Fang Che, the real team leader, is working hard to practice.
Then he saw Sun Wutian walking in with a jar of wine.
Without saying a word, with a flash of light in front of my eyes and a light step on my feet, I entered the field.
Then there was a brutal and inhumane beating!
Horrible torture!
"????"
Fang Che was immediately confused: "Grandmaster... What happened to Grandmaster?? Ah... Ahhhh... Patriarch, please have mercy on me..."
A tough guy like Fang Che couldn't help but beg for mercy.
But Sun Wutian kept a straight face, without any explanation at all, he just beat him wildly!
"...What happened? What happened?"
Fang Che was beaten to death for no apparent reason. He was extremely unjust. Monk Zhang Er was confused.
"What's going on? What's going on... Patriarch, let your disciples die knowingly..."
Fang Che screamed.
But Sun Wutian had no explanation at all.
Just fight!
And, keep fighting!
During the strike in one afternoon and one night, Fang Che was beaten more than twenty times!
In the middle was just a sentence of extreme resentment: "What a good thing you did!"
These five words made Fang Che think about it for nine hours!
What good thing have I done?
What's wrong with me?
I...I haven't done anything. I've been working as a secretary...
Am I working too slowly? Am I practicing martial arts too slowly? Am I...
all in all……
Fang Che spent nine unforgettable hours!
These nine hours, many, many years later, are still fresh in Fang Che’s memory. It was so miserable!
Basically, it's like being beaten all over for more than twenty times and then fighting again.
Sun Wutian finally vented his anger and allowed Fang Che to heal his injuries. Then he slammed a jar of wine on Fang Che's head: "Your sword master rewards you with the fucking wine!!"
"Water..."
Fang Che felt like crying but had no tears in his heart.
But he finally understood what was going on. It seemed that Old Demon Sun was kneeling down to Master Jian with his face in front of him? This... tsk... tsk tsk...
My beating seemed... not unjust?
Fang Che endured the pain, swallowed a pill to heal his wounds, and consoled him: "Master, please calm down. The main reason is that the disciple's status is too low and his status is too low... Actually, there is no other way. Seeing Master Jian kneel down and kowtow, this is also
no way……"
Fang Che, who had just started to heal, was once again beaten up by the old devil with great anger!
"Who kowtows to him! Who kowtows to him!"
Bang bang bang...
Poor Fang Che was beaten unconscious and fell into the old devil's domain...
He tilted his head, his mouth bleeding, his face full of surprise and injustice...
Sun Wutian himself was sulking for a long time, and then looking at Fang Che's miserable appearance, he felt inexplicably that he was being too unreasonable...
How can you blame Fang Che for this?
It seems that Yannan should be blamed for this, right?
But I was beaten all the time.
Sun Wutian had no choice but to sigh, fed Fang Che a pill, used his energy to revive the boy, and sighed: "It's because I have a bad temper."
"Grandmaster, you don't have to mind, it should be."
Fang Che's weak comfort.
I cursed in my heart: Are you ‘a little bad’? Point? Why do you have the nerve to use the quantifier ‘point’?
The rest of the day was tidy up, and it was a bit lackluster.
Because, after Ningxuejian returned, he made a special trip to report the results this time.
And took out the two throwing knives to compare.
When the fatal flying knife was launched, it suddenly appeared several times in large-scale battles.
Therefore, although not many high-level guardians have met this person, there are indeed many who have received this person's kindness.
After all, if one of his brothers saved his life because of the fatal flying knife, he can be regarded as receiving the favor.
Long-standing memories suddenly came up.
Everyone is very excited.
Thinking of those eventful years, everyone feels sad.
We have never met, but we have been together until now!
Now, the old friend shows up and is still protecting this continent. This thing... is really great!
Some of the senior guardians who had complained about the other party's massacre of people across the continent were now completely relieved!
He even helped him with the fatal flying knife, what else could he say?
If it hadn't been for the fatal flying knife... the ancestors of many families would have died at a young age, let alone leaving descendants to establish any families...
Besides, shouldn’t he be killed?
Therefore, when Tiandu's protest and call for help came to the Guardian headquarters, it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, and there was no response.
Even in various places, more and more ancestors are investigating their own families.
Before Fang Tu comes, take action yourself! Deal with your own home first and seriously.
If you were cleaned up by Fang Tu, you would inevitably feel a little unhappy, but if you were cleaned up by Jue Ming Fei Knife, you would be ashamed of yourself: I saved you back then, and this is why? To give birth to a bunch of offspring for you to harm others?
That's really shameful.
So...the mainland was suddenly cleared.
The Guardian headquarters felt relieved, and some gossip began to spread: Fang Tu... Jue Ming Fei Dao... disciple... secretly helping... and so on...
Therefore, Yan Nan from the We-I-Orthodox Sect is also completely relieved.
For this matter, Yan Nan also arranged to have a drink with Duan Xiyang and Bi Changhong, and was very happy to mediate for the two of them.
Although the two of them overturned the table and started fighting again while they were drinking, Yan Nan's good mood was not ruined.
Instead, he held a wine glass and watched a battle of dragons and tigers.
The only one who was unhappy, or sad...this time became Dongfang Sansan.
When Ning Xuejian was happily drinking with this person and drinking with that person...
Dongfang Sansan secretly placed a table of wine in his room.
On the seat in front of him were two gleaming flying knives.
"Brother..."
Dongfang Sansan sighed leisurely, raised his glass and slowly drank the wine in the glass, his eyes focused: "...I have never met, I have not known...Today I am a brother...My heart is like a knife!..."
"I really hope this is your real return..."
Dongfang Sansan sighed softly.
On the opposite side, two flying knives danced with cold light.
It seemed like he was talking secretly.
"When I flew my sword across the world, it was just for today...what's the difference between now and my return?"
"What does it matter whether I leave my name or not? The flying knife is still there, and I am happy to have a successor. My old wish is for this prosperous age."
"My remaining wishes are fulfilled!"
…
In Tiandu City, everything is going according to plan. According to the direction set by Fang Tu, we will advance quickly!
Gangs, aristocratic families, warriors, hooligans, gangsters, brothels, casinos, people... three religions and nine streams, thousands of places of business...
Countless corpses are still being pulled out of Tiandu City every day.
And the sound of firecrackers in Tiandu City never stopped.
More and more people are dying, but the people's enthusiasm and hope for life are also increasing day by day.
It is worth mentioning that Captain Fang's evil spirit became more and more serious. He killed Tiandu City one after another!
The light of flying knives bloomed in almost every corner of Tiandu City. In the later stage, some masters came forward to stop Captain Fang. When they stopped Captain Fang head-on, the flying knives almost turned into countless suns in the night sky...
The golden-horned dragon kept roaring and circling over Tiandu City, and countless evil spirits and dead energies were swept away.
All evil places in the city were visited, and all cemeteries were swept away.
Therefore, although so many people died in Tianducheng, it did not give anyone that eerie feeling. Even walking on the street where people had just died at night felt as safe as walking in broad daylight.
Everyone thought: This was Captain Fang’s divine power, which wiped out the remaining souls! He truly brought peace to Tiandu!
The reorganization of Tiandu City took two months of killing.
It has finally truly come to an end.
It started to sweep up and finish. And Captain Fang's butcher knife finally fell on the guarding hall.
Seven people were counted out by Captain Fang and executed on the spot!
One of them includes Miao Weide, the master of the main hall!
"He neglected his duties, allowed others to marry him, accepted bribes, and ignored suffering; he left his body untouched, allowed his children to cause trouble, and killed them to serve as a warning to others."
"Half of the family property was confiscated; all the bad people in the family were eliminated, leaving only seventy-five people."
"Thinking of the achievements of the past, the achievements of the ancestors, and the warriors in the clan who have martial arts qualifications, the guardians will cultivate them until they become talented. The descendants of the future generations will be able to build a new family if they receive the Continental Guardian Honor Medal!"
Regarding Miao Weide's treatment, Captain Fang showed his iron-blooded side.
But he also showed generosity.
Many people were puzzled by this, but Captain Fang did not explain it.
Although Miao Weide was unworthy, his ancestor was also a guardian and died in the extremely cold guardian mountain. Several generations later, Miao Weide was born.
Fang Che, who had already exchanged identities with Sun Wutian, deliberately stayed away from him.
Not for Miao Weide, but for the heroic soul who died in the extremely cold snowy mountains.
Now Tiandu City has been reorganized.
The only thing that has not been touched is the underground world of Tiandu City.
After Fang Che took a look at today's underground world, he found that, as he had observed before, the underground world of Tiandu City was not a place where filth and evil were hidden.
Although there are some illegal activities, this is normal for the underground world. If even these are rectified without mercy, the existence of this underground world will be meaningless.
This day.
Captain Fang looked solemn.
The big cloak was fluttering and the stars were shining brightly as they arrived at the entrance to the underground world.
Submit a letter.
"Forward to His Majesty the Night Emperor for an appointment to see you."
The person who received this letter felt as if his scalp was about to explode into millions of pieces, Fang Tu! Fang Tu is finally coming underground!
Shakingly, he took the letter and left in a hurry.
Fang Che smiled, turned around and gave him a favor, then returned.
Tiandu City's main street automatically gave way to a wide road where Captain Fang walked.
After a period of cleaning and rectification, the population of Tianducheng still does not see much decrease. At least from the street level, that is the case.
But... tens of millions have disappeared forever.
Are there any fish that have slipped through the net?
Fang Che asked himself this question and laughed dumbly.
There may still be some, but not many. As long as they show up, the new guard hall can suppress them with backhand. Even the officials in Tiandu City were eliminated by Sun Wutian.
But this time, there were much fewer kills than when they were in Baiwuzhou.
Fang Che warned: Some industries can be completely rectified and rectified, but some...but they can never be rectified even if they are constantly rectified for eternity!
And this most special place is the officialdom.
It can only be dealt with as appropriate.
If you really want to kill, you can really kill it from top to bottom. So... just use your discretion.
Kill those who are really incensed by the public and those who are ignorant and useless. Kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, and serve as a warning to others...