C47

The darkness of the night had already shrouded the entire horizon. The lights on the Yellow River Road had long since occupied the vision of the pedestrians.

The bright yellow lights made the number 307, which was set in gold, appear even more luxurious. But in Fang Yang's eyes, the 307 Entertainment Club was shrouded in a layer of faint red.

The wind was still blowing outwards, but the Feng Shui pattern was a little different. The water was flowing inwards, maybe because the owner of No. 307 had invited Feng Shui to change the Feng shui, the Feng Shui circuit formed by the white lines. It bypassed the two places where Fang Yang saw the light dimming last time.

"To be able to bypass those two places, the Feng Shui Master must have some skills. The wind is the source of the water's wealth, and when the water flows back, the wind will slowly change. This is the situation of a casino." Fang Yang said to himself.

"That's not right!" Just as Fang Yang was about to retract his gaze, he saw a spot from the corner of his eyes, and his face suddenly changed, "This is the middle array!"

Last time, Fang Yang had seen the Feng Shui pattern of clubhouse # 307. The wind blew outwards and the water flowed outwards;

This time, it was obvious that the owner of clubhouse 307 had invited Feng Shui to change his fate. Although on the surface, it looked like luck was turning back, but Feng Shui was able to avoid two places on the road, the remaining one was in the middle of the clubhouse and could not be avoided. The transferred Feng Shui Master had also connected it back together, allowing Feng Shui to be able to circulate.

But the most important thing was, the people who secretly harmed the 307 clubhouse had set up a formation in the middle, at the point where they had to pass through the Feng Shui circuit at the front gate of the clubhouse, they had buried something, and then cut off the Feng Shui circuit from this place.

The Feng Shui boss had invited the mister to change the formation, and connected this point together, the Feng Shui was able to flow again, and the thing that was previously planted by the man who harmed the man at the 307 club, suddenly had its effect, the blood color that Fang Yang saw was from the buried thing.

Moreover, along with the circulation of the feng shui, the entire structure of the 307 Club was shrouded in a faint red light. The color of the blood suffused the air. This was the sign of a bloody disaster!

Who in the world was so vicious?

The first layer of the array was to make the owner of the 307 clubhouse lose everything. If someone wanted to change the Feng Shui pattern and break the first layer of the array, then the next step would be even more vicious and life-threatening blood light.

Suddenly, the spirit qi in Fang Yang's dantian started to rage, as though he had met his natural mortal enemy, and wanted to rush out of his body like a wild beast. Fang Yang immediately activated his Feng Shui Exercise, although he forcefully suppressed the spirit qi in his body, the impact of the spirit qi still caused the blood in Fang Yang's body to roil, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and let out a long breath.

He raised his head to look at the glimmering red light in the Feng Shui Loop of the 307 Club.

What the hell was this?

Ever since he started cultivating with the Feng Shui Exercise, he had never felt the spirit energy in his body go out of control. This thing was really strange, it was not worse than the nail he got from Shen Furong's house that could deal with the illusory golden dragon.

"Damn, why is Brother Qu here!" Fang Yang saw a car parked beside him. It was Qu Yan's car, and it was Qu Yan who had sent him, Han Xue Qing and Li Anqi back that night.

"This won't do, right now this is a dangerous place, it's hard to avoid big brother Qu being affected by this formation." Fang Yang parked the car on the side of the road and walked towards Club 307.

"Welcome, sir!" Seeing Fang Yang walking over, the two young female guests in front of the clubhouse bowed and greeted him.

Fang Yang nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across the two hostesses' faces. To be able to look like the welcoming lady of a high class clubhouse like 307, the two little girls were obviously around twenty years old, with delicate and pretty features. However, their skin had a faint flush like that of a after exercise.

Entering the clubhouse, Fang Yang continued to operate his Hygroscopic Eye. One could see that in the clubhouse, there was a trace of red light circulating everywhere.

Not long after he entered, Fang Yang's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the spirit energy in his body started to rage again.

The area occupied by the 307 Club was extremely huge. Only by passing through the dazzling hall could they enter the inner court.

He looked inside and saw a huge manor. The manor didn't have any tall buildings, only an old building that was three to four stories tall. Even the elevator doors were made of two red lacquered wooden doors.

Fang Yang did not stop and rushed straight towards the place he had went last time.

"Bang!"

Just as he stepped out of the elevator, he heard a gunshot, followed by a short period of confusion.

A gunman wearing a black suit opened the door and rushed towards the elevator, "Get lost!"

Fang Yang was standing right at the entrance of the elevator, unable to get out of the way. The man raised his gun and pointed it straight at Fang Yang, "You're courting death!"

"Bam!"

In that moment of crisis, Fang Yang immediately channeled his spirit energy, and the man's movements suddenly became extremely slow in Fang Yang's eyes. Although Fang Yang had advanced to the early stage of the Yellow Rank, and the Golden Eye was able to increase Fang Yang's reaction speed to five times, but the speed of the bullets was simply too fast, and at such a close distance, Fang Yang was able to dodge to the side with all his might, but the bullet still struck his left hand.

"Hiss!"

A heart-wrenching pain came from his arm, not only did Fang Yang gasp for breath, he also sucked in a mouthful of cold sweat. Fortunately, he had reacted fast enough, if only Fang Yang had hesitated for just a second, he would have been struck in the body.

Immediately after, Fang Yang's anger surged again as he punched the man's chest with lightning speed.

Fang Yang's body had been modified by the Feng Shui Exercise, so his strength had increased by a few times. Now, he attacked with anger, causing the man to immediately cough out a mouthful of blood and faint on the ground.

Just as Fang Yang heaved a sigh of relief, the elevator door opened behind him. Five black-clothed men rushed out of the elevator and quickly surrounded Fang Yang.

As the two burly men approached Fang Yang, the one on the left immediately brandished his fist at Fang Yang. At the same time, the other burly man, who had been stepping on minute steps, quickly approached Fang Yang. From a glance, it was obvious that the two of them were experts who had received professional training.

Although the two burly men were powerful, Fang Yang who trained in Feng Shui Exercise had just broken through the early stage of the Yellow Rank, and with the assistance of the Eye of Speed, he dodged and dodged the incoming punch, then turned around and met the burly man's eyes with his waist, causing him to instantly lose his power.

The other one, seeing his comrade being restrained, stopped and lowered his body, sweeping his leg. The remaining three people on the side also moved to join the battle.

He had barely dodged the bullet and was injured in his hands, so he still had to split his attention to suppress the raging spirit energy in his body. Fang Yang was unable to dodge at the moment, and was barely able to dodge the four's pincer attack.

But in the next moment, Fang Yang's body stiffened and stopped moving.

Since an unknown time, three men in black had appeared at the elevator, and now the three guns were pointing at him.

"Be more honest, come with us." While he was speaking, the other two black clothed men had already pointed their guns at his waist.

Fang Yang carried his left hand that was scratched by the bullet, and followed the man with three eyes into the elevator.

The rest of them picked up the pistols that were dropped on the ground, and carried the unconscious man to the back. Other than the small building, Fang Yang was brought to a small isolated courtyard in the depths of the courtyard.

In the courtyard, there were fake mountains, flowing water, and a pavilion. Behind it was a three-storey old building.

At that moment, a Old Man in a Tang suit was seated on the stone table in front of the pavilion, and in front of him was an iPad. The iPad was the scene at the entrance of the casino, and the casino guests had formed a circle in front of the elevator, with blood stains on the ground, which was left behind when Fang Yang's arm was injured by the bullet earlier.

At this moment, there were a few bodyguards in black and He Guan who were comforting and persuading everyone.

"Manager Tang, I've brought everyone." The leading black-clothed man said respectfully.

"Go take care of the aftermath. You can go now." Old Man waved his hand and said.

"But …" The black-clothed man looked at Fang Yang, and saw that he was extremely powerful, and then remembered that he was dressed in a Tang suit, looking like an old man. He then swallowed his words, bowed slightly, and waved his hand towards his surroundings.

For a moment, the only ones left in the small courtyard were Manager Tang and Fang Yang, as well as the man with the spear who was unconscious on the ground.

"Giggle."

The sound of high heels rang out. It was as if someone was walking in a rhythm, neither fast nor slow.

Fang Yang raised his eyes to look, and a gentle and graceful figure entered his vision. His black skirt fluttered in the wind, and a black little suit was pinned in front of his with a black rose.