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Chapter 302: An Unexpected Encounter with Swords and Guns
Chapter 302: An Unexpected Encounter with Swords and Guns
"Xing Mang, a genius with incredible talent. If he had participated in the Yang Gu Cheng Shen plan, his future achievements would be limitless." Zheng Yunqi sighed.
"That's not necessarily true. After all, he doesn't have access to profound martial arts resources, so... it's hard to say what the future holds for him." Zhao Wu Shang disagreed.
Zheng Yunqi scoffed and said, "Let's wait and see. In the future, Xing Mang will make you take back the words you said today."
"So, for a long time to come, we will need Xing Mang more than he needs us. We must maintain this connection."
...
The next day, Fang Che was full of energy and ready for his shift.
Immediately, a chorus of congratulations filled the air.
Becoming a one-star gold medal overseer was almost certain; all that was left was to wait for the promotion to come.
As for the ceremony... everyone tacitly avoided mentioning it.
Zhao Ying'er was absent, reportedly taken away by her family to recover from her injuries.
Her injuries were life-threatening, and Fang Che had forcefully saved her life, which was already a blessing.
However, the damage to her heart meridian was no small matter. Without a period of rest, she would be unable to participate in any battles, let alone fight at full strength.
Her fragile heart meridian could be shattered with just one battle.
Fang Che was surrounded by several female overseers, each carefully examining his injuries with concern.
"How could such a handsome face be injured... it's so..."
"I have the best medicine here."
"I do too. This is a medicine only available at headquarters. It costs a thousand spirit crystals for just a small bottle. Rub it on for half a day, and the wound will heal. I'm reluctant to use it myself."
"Hurry, hurry!"
"Get a cotton swab and clean the wound."
"You hold him down..."
Fang Che was in a miserable state, "No, no..."
But the women didn't listen and pounced on him, pinning him to the table.
"You don't have to move! We'll do it for you!"
"Just bear the pain."
"It'll be over in a moment."
"Stop moving. When we move you, you move too..."
"Does it feel good now? Cool and refreshing?"
"..."
After the women left, Fang Che lay on the table, barely breathing. However, the injuries on his face were no longer visible! His whole body was covered in various fragrances.
Countless male overseers looked at him with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Even Zuo Guanglie, a staunch supporter, had jealousy burning in his eyes.
Imagine being pinned down by a group of women, each one more beautiful than the last...
Why doesn't this happen to me? Hong Ergui couldn't hold back the sourness in his heart and muttered, "Tsk, tsk..."
Fang Che immediately straightened up and glared at him with a sharp look in his eyes, asking with malice, "What are you tsk-ing about?"
Hong Ergui suddenly felt the urge to urinate and stammered, "Nothing... nothing..."
Fang Che took a quick step forward and slammed his fist down, "If it's nothing, then why are you tsk-ing?!"
Bang, bang, bang! Another merciless beating commenced.
Hong Ergui was directly knocked out.
Why was he being hit? His pleas for mercy were in vain, but Fang Che showed no mercy. He punched and kicked him relentlessly before pointing at his nose and cursing, "Next time you open your filthy mouth, you'll see!"
This scene left a group of female overseers feeling incredibly satisfied.
Their eyes sparkled with joy.
They understood why Fang Che had done this.
When the female overseers were treating Fang Che's injuries earlier, Hong Ergui didn't dare say a word. But as soon as Fang Che left, Hong Ergui would start spewing all sorts of nonsense and insults.
Especially with today's incident, Hong Ergui's jealousy would make him talk incessantly.
The female overseers could already imagine the sarcastic and condescending remarks he would make.
However, they didn't dare confront him directly. Firstly, they couldn't beat him, and secondly, fighting him would only make him more aggressive.
Fang Che's ruthless beating, on the other hand, would silence Hong Ergui.
At least for the next few days, he wouldn't dare say anything... As time passed, his foul mouth would act up again. But that was a matter for the future...
Hong Ergui lay on the ground for a while, afraid to move. After a long time, he felt that Fang Che should have left, so he propped himself up and muttered, "Damn it..."
A loud boom sounded.
Fang Che stomped on him, "I knew you'd start talking trash again!"
Hong Ergui's head was slammed to the ground, and blood instantly spurted from his nose and mouth. He cried out in pain, "I won't, I promise I won't!"
Fang Che continued to stomp on him mercilessly.
Only then did he call out, "Tang Zheng! Come! Let's go on patrol!"
Tang Zheng stood up with a mighty air and followed Fang Che out.
In the hall, silence reigned for a long time.
Hong Ergui began to sob uncontrollably.
"It's... it's too much... waaah..."
Everyone rolled their eyes at him.
If you didn't talk trash, would he have hit you?
You brought this upon yourself.
The general overseer strode in, his badge glinting in the light, seemingly unaware of what had transpired. "What's going on here? Hong Ergui, you're causing trouble again!"
Hong Ergui looked aggrieved and on the verge of tears, "Boss, Fang Che hit me..."
The general overseer frowned, "If you didn't provoke him, why would he hit you?"
"He didn't provoke him..."
The General Overseer spoke, "Then why didn't he attack someone else?"
"..."
Hong Ergui was speechless.
Your words were so reasonable that I was left speechless.
Afternoon.
Deputy Director Fang's Golden Star ceremony.
The Guardian Pavilion hosted the event directly.
This time, Song Yidao had learned his lesson and didn't invite anyone from the Dongnan Headquarters.
Everyone in the Guardian Pavilion celebrated together.
...
Fang Che patrolled the streets with great pomp, his Golden Star shining.
All was peaceful.
Five thousand li south of the White Cloud Continent, at the heart of the Ten Thousand Spirits Forest.
High in the clouds.
A white-robed man and a black-clad man were facing off.
Beside them, the clouds and mist surged.
Before they even made a move, the shadows of a sword and a spear appeared in the clouds, already entangled in combat.
Xue Fuxiao had arrived at the White Cloud Continent eleven days ago. After making a public appearance at the White Cloud Academy, he had intended to follow Dong Fang Sansan's instructions and teach Fang Che a lesson. However, he unexpectedly discovered that the southern skies of the White Cloud Continent seemed to be different, with the clouds and mist brewing a powerful energy.
After contacting Dong Fang Sansan, he immediately headed towards this area.
Upon arriving, he unexpectedly encountered an old acquaintance.
Bone Shatter Nightmare Gun, Duan Xiyang! Xue Fuxiao was shocked beyond words.
How did this old demon appear here without a sound? Duan Xiyang was also stunned.
The intelligence was clear that Xue Fuxiao and the others were either at the Guardian headquarters or patrolling the border snow mountains.
How could they suddenly appear here?
The two men met abruptly, and their first words were almost in unison.
"What are you doing here?"
"Why did you come here?"
Then, both of them realized the strangeness of their encounter.
"How did you get here?"
"Why did you come here?"
Then, both of them learned of each other's surprises.
"Damn, we actually met!"
Duan Xiyang grabbed his gun.
Xue Fuxiao angrily said, "Why do we have to fight again? No one can kill the other, so let's just chat."
Duan Xiyang sneered, pointing the Bone Shatter Nightmare Gun towards the north, "If you don't fight me, I'll destroy the White Cloud Continent!"
"You damn!"
Xue Fuxiao drew his sword, and a dreamlike sword intent immediately enveloped the void, "If you want to fight, I'm not afraid of you!"
Thus, the two began their battle.
Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang rose into the high skies, their combat causing the cloud sea to constantly boil.
By now, they had been fighting for nine days!
Neither had gained the upper hand.
Duan Xiyang's eyes shone with battle intent, like a raging sea, and he said with satisfaction, "Old Xue, you've improved!"
Xue Fuxiao's sword intent crisscrossed, and he hummed, "You're not bad either."
"I'm hungry."
Duan Xiyang said, "Whose turn is it to cook this time?"
Xue Fuxiao impatiently replied, "I cooked last time!"
"Then it's my turn this time," Duan Xiyang sighed.
These days, the two of them fought every day. After fighting, they took turns cooking.
Today was Duan Xiyang's turn, which meant the old demon had to be the chef for the day.
Duan Xiyang rushed down like a gust of wind, and Xue Fuxiao followed, landing on a mountain peak to wait.
In the blink of an eye, Duan Xiyang grabbed a Sovereign Rank demon beast and flew over, landing and saying, “There are two Venerable Rank demon beasts over there. Although they are of higher rank, in terms of deliciousness, they are not as good as this one.”
(End of Chapter)
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