Victory or defeat, in a breath's time.
Fang Yan was right, the time he used was very short. Very, very short.
He didn't even have time to blink his eyes, this battle that Liu Shu thought would be fierce, long and cruel was already over.
The truth was too cruel.
Apart from Liu Shu, none of the bodyguards who stood in front of him were spared.
Some people's noses were cut off, some people's fingers were cut off, and some people's faces were cut open, revealing the white bones inside.
They lay on the ground, screaming and wailing in pain. They had completely lost their previous awe-inspiring ferocious appearance that made people's hearts beat rapidly.
"He's a monster. He's a monster. " A bodyguard in black who was not very knowledgeable was lying on the ground, pointing at Fang Yan and shouting in horror. "He used witchcraft … …"
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't know witchcraft, how could he hurt them like this with just a few pieces of paper?
"Monster?" Fang Yan sneered. That was only because their starting point was too low, and they saw too little.
There was a saying that the ancients scattered beans to form soldiers and crossed the river on a reed. Fang Yan didn't see it with his own eyes, nor did he hear of such a master from his family or elders. Just like the rest of the world, he thought it was a made-up myth.
But, flying flowers and leaves to hurt people, flying on roofs and walls, flying on water, these really do exist.
Fang Yan saw with his own eyes, the Lingnan Wild Crane Zhang Shizong only used two pieces of bark from a tree to cross the river. The Shaolin Temple Scripture Hall's Elder Zhi Zhi's lion roar could break wood and split stone, injuring people's bones and organs. The Changbai Eagle King's iron claws could break through steel … …
From strength to Qi, from Qi to Dan. This was a necessary path for those who pursued Martial Dao.
Zhang Chen was at the stage of using strength, while Fang Yan was at the stage of using Qi. If he met a Grandmaster who used Dan, then … … no matter where Fang Yan was, if he was followed by such a master, Fang Yan would only have one end, death.
But, in this big world, how many Grandmasters could practice Immortal Dan?
Of course, this was a secret of the Martial Dao world. Whether it was the bodyguards lying on the ground or the rich young master Liu Shu, this was something they had never encountered before.
To them, it was a strange, novel, and frightening world.
Liu Shu's complexion was deathly pale, his eyes firmly staring at Fang Yan.
"This … how did he do it?"
Even now, the willow tree still found it hard to accept everything that had just happened.
He didn't think that Fang Yan was a monster, but he knew the skills of his bodyguards very well. They were elites he had hired from various martial arts schools or bodyguard companies with high salaries. The other two were old men who followed his father.
They were extremely powerful, and it was not a problem for them to fight three to five people alone. The two experts he had asked for from his father's side were fighting one against ten as if it were child's play.
However, why were they so weak in front of Fang Yan? Why did they crumble at the slightest touch?
Also, that paper … he had seen it with his own eyes, it was a book that Fang Yan had randomly pulled out from the bookshelf. Just a few pieces of paper torn from the book, how could it cut off a person's fingers?
"Since you asked, I don't mind giving you a demonstration." Fang Yan said.
His left hand held half of the book, and the right hand tore out a page and lightly flicked it between his fingers.
Whoosh!
The white paper flew towards the willow tree, flew past his cheek, and then fiercely pierced into the wall behind the willow tree.
A thin red line appeared on the willow tree's face, and then the red line began to thicken. As the blood around the red line gathered more and more, it began to flow downwards.
Thus, the willow tree's face became bright red.
The willow tree stretched out his hand to touch it, but another piece of paper flew over.
Whoosh!
Two of the willow tree's fingers were cut off. The severed fingers fell to the ground, but they were still slightly trembling.
"Don't move." Fang Yan said. "Don't move."
"What are you trying to do?" The ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the willow tree was trembling in pain.
"Negotiate." Fang Yan said.
"Negotiate what? What do I have to negotiate with you? … What's there to negotiate? "The willow tree was furious. The wound on his face grew larger, and the blood flowed faster and faster. The blood flowed down his face, nose, lips, and then into his mouth. He couldn't wipe it, and didn't dare to move. He could only let it flow freely, and his mouth was filled with blood.
Fang Yan tore out another piece of paper, and lightly flicked it.
Whoosh!
The other side of the willow tree's face was cut.
Just like before, a red line appeared where the white paper had cut, and then it spread into a small river, and finally flowed all over his face, mouth, and body.
Both his cheeks were injured, and both were bleeding. This was the willow tree's most embarrassing and unlucky moment.
"Don't be angry," Fang Yan said. "Anger won't solve the problem."
"Fang Yan, I'm warning you, don't …"
Whoosh!
This time, the white paper cut between the willow tree's eyebrows. The paper knife made a small cut between his eyebrows.
"I don't want to warn you," Fang Yan said. "I don't like people warning me."
"…" The willow tree felt wronged and sad. Didn't you warn me just now? You said if I didn't give you one billion, you'd take away one of my legs. Why can you warn me, and I can't warn you? I'm warning you, I'm warning you. If you don't hit me, I'll definitely warn you …
"What do you want?" the willow tree asked.
"I told you. One billion in compensation, or one of your legs … "
"Impossible."
"No rush. We can talk slowly, "Fang Yan said. "Just like how you forced Headmaster Lu to sign the agreement, you said she didn't have any other choice … I don't think you have any other choice."
"You don't dare to kill me," the willow tree sneered. "Fang Yan, you don't dare to kill me. Even if you kill me, do you think you can kill everyone in this house? Just now, someone sent out the contract. They're all witnesses … If I die, you won't be able to escape either.
"When that time comes, no matter how big the world is, there won't be a place for you. You'll lose your reputation and everything you have right now. You'll have to hide everywhere under the name of a murderous demon … Fang Yan, don't take the risk. "
Whoosh!
A paper knife slashed across the willow tree's face, then flew into the study's door. With a "bang", the paper knife pierced through the wooden door and disappeared without a trace.
"Honestly, you're really not a likable person," Fang Yan said. "You're always acting like you're above everyone else, like there's no one you can't defeat, and there's nothing you can't do … Of course, I can't kill you openly. How can a good person casually kill others? I can't kill you, but I can destroy you. Don't you call yourself Huacheng's public lover? What kind of shameless person would give themselves such a nickname? "
"…" Although Fang Yan hadn't torn the paper, the willow tree already felt that he had been stabbed. This time, it was a stab to the heart.
Please, public lover is a nickname given to me by others, what does it have to do with me? How could I do such a thing?
"I don't like it," Fang Yan said.
Seeing the smile and evil look on Fang Yan's face, the willow tree shouted warily, "Fang Yan, what do you want to do?"
"Destroy you," Fang Yan said.
Fang Yan began to tear the paper.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
…
The willow tree was scared out of his wits, and his legs trembled.
This guy tore so many pieces of paper, how many knives did he prepare?
He turned around and wanted to escape, but wouldn't it be too embarrassing to escape in front of his opponent?
He thought again, at this time, if he didn't run, he would lose face …
Thus, the willow tree turned around and wanted to escape from this study, which was no different to a slaughterhouse.
Fang Yan raised his hand!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
The stack of paper turned into flying knives, flying towards the willow tree's face and body.
Thump!
The willow tree couldn't dodge in time, and fell to the ground.
His clothes were in tatters, cut by the paper knives, and his clothes were in tatters.
What was even more shocking was his face … His face was covered in wounds.
Countless wounds seeped out countless strands of blood, the blood strands crisscrossed and connected, like a strange red electric net.
With such injuries, even if the Doctor King Qin Luo personally treated him, it would be difficult for him to recover.
The elegant young master of Huacheng yesterday had become the ugly spider man of today. The willow tree lost his public lover title.
And Fang Yan, had moved up one place on the Huacheng handsome man list.
Fang Yan used his strength very cleverly, destroying his appearance, making it difficult for him to be treated, but not letting him bleed to death.
Even now, the willow tree was still conscious.
He felt an unbearable itch on his face, as if there were countless ants crawling and biting his face, but he didn't dare to touch it.
His eyes were blurry, and his eyelashes were stained with blood.
Fang Yan walked over, squatted in front of the willow tree, and said, "Your heart is too dark, you should take it out to bask in the sunlight."
As Fang Yan spoke, he grabbed the willow tree's collar.
He used a bit of force, and dragged the willow tree's body up from the ground.
He dragged the willow tree to the window of the study, and suddenly pulled open the thick and stale curtains.
Hua …
Large amounts of light poured in, illuminating the damp and moldy study without any dark corners. The room was filled with a fragrant smell, it was the dead bodies of mite and mold.
Wang Li painfully closed her eyes.
She couldn't get used to this kind of light, she hadn't opened the curtains for decades.
Never before!
Fang Yan opened the window, and lifted the willow tree's body out of the window.
The willow tree's body hung in the air, and could fall at any time.
"You … what are you doing?" The willow tree was really scared. He asked in shock. "You can't kill me, you said, you only want one of my legs …"
"I did say that." Fang Yan was a bit embarrassed, as if he had lied to someone before, and patiently explained, "I was worried that if I said it too seriously, you would resist too fiercely."
Fang Yan's fingers loosened, and the willow tree's body fell.
Bathed in the sunlight, the wind by his ears!
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