Super Golden Eye

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Sure enough, when Fang Yang and the others just passed through the shantytown, even Chen Jianbin was stunned by the withered and yellow grass in front of them.

"How is this possible?" Chen Jianbin murmured with a stunned expression.

When that night came, the weeds were lush and green, this was Fang Yang's memory. In Chen Jianbin's memory, he was here last night. Why did this happen in just one night?

"This doesn't make sense. How can the feng shui here be so good?" Wang Qiang also saw something fishy and said in a deep voice.

Wang Qiang is a warrior, and the Wang family has a profound background in the ancient martial arts family, so Wang Qiang is also involved in Feng Shui. The withered and yellow grassland and the messy scene did not make Wang Qiang feel that the feng shui here was not good, but it was actually very good.

Hearing this, Fang Yang shook his head and said, "This is all an illusion. Feng Shui brings bad luck. This is a great place."

Wang Qiang looked solemn and asked, "Do you know the reason?"

Fang Yang did not answer, but asked Wang Qiang to take care of Chen Jianbin and walked forward first.

Wang Qiang turned to look at Chen Jianbin, who was turning pale, and said, "Follow me."

Fang Yang walked in front, followed closely by Wang Qiang. From the perspective of the golden eye, there was thick fog floating in the sky above this withered grassland. It was a thin evil spirit. Fang Yang would not be able to detect it if it were not for the golden eye.

The source of the thin evil spirit floating in the sky was Grandpa Chen Mo's grave. It was very different from when Fang Yang came to see it that night.

With Grandpa Chen Mo's grave as the center, there is not a trace of spiritual energy within the radius. This is an extremely uncomfortable place for the warriors who have spiritual energy in their dantian.

Just like the withered grass, from the perspective of Feng Shui alone, everything looks ridiculously good. However, from the perspective of Fang Yang's golden eyes, the evil spirit above the tomb was almost substantial, extremely thick and rolling.

When Chen Jianbin arrived at the grave, although he felt uncomfortable, he thought that he was here to pay homage to the old man, so he didn't think too much and walked up with the basket.

At that time, Wang Qiang, who was feeling uncomfortable because there was no aura here, looked around and was not aware of it for a moment.

However, just when Chen Jianbin was about to surpass Fang Yang, he was pulled back by Fang Yang.

"Don't come close!" Fang Yang pulled Chen Jianbin back to where he was and ordered in a deep voice.

Chen Jianbin looked confused and was about to ask a question when a strong wind suddenly blew around him.

The strong wind blew so hard that Chen Jianbin couldn't even open his eyes, while Fang Yang and Wang Qiang protected him on the left and right.

The strong wind only lasted for a moment. When the surroundings returned to calm, Fang Yang suddenly squatted down, picked up a stone, and threw it towards the old man's grave.

This was a disrespectful move, but Chen Jianbin had no time to stop it.

When he wanted to stop it, the stone suddenly exploded without even touching the old man's grave, without even a single signal being released.

Chen Jianbin rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

Fang Yang solemnly nodded to Wang Qiang, who had a solemn look on his face. His eyes told him to take good care of Chen Jianbin, and then he walked to the grave and turned around.

He looked at the six corners of the tomb with his golden eyes. The earth evil tree was still there, but the color was redder than when he saw it that night. It was a dark red color with a strange feel to it, and you could smell the smell of blood rising from it if you moved your nose.

Fang Yang's brows furrowed. After observing the Hexagonal Earth Demon Wood, Fang Yang looked around again. The inexplicable appearance of fortune lines made Fang Yang aware that someone was approaching. Then, Fang Yang looked at the place where the fortune line appeared with his clairvoyance eyes. After seeing the person clearly, Fang Yang's frown deepened.

However, Fang Yang seemed uninterested in the visitor. After looking away, Fang Yang calmed down and suddenly shouted: "Chen Mo, I know you are here. Come out. Today is your grandfather's death anniversary. We are here to follow you." Let’s worship his old man together.”

After Fang Yang finished speaking, except for the whistling wind, there was no figure around Chen Mo.

Seeing this, Fang Yang frowned and couldn't help but muttered: "Why didn't I find this little girl's movie so mysterious when I was in Jiangbei?"

"Fang Yang, someone is coming." Wang Qiang's ears twitched slightly, then turned around and said.

Fang Yang used his clairvoyance to spot the visitor one step ahead of Wang Qiang. He was not surprised at this moment. He turned his head slightly and glanced at a group of strong men with guns and ammunition from the corner of his eyes. He said, "Protect him. Let me handle these people."

With that said, Fang Yang moved his steps, turned around and walked towards the group of people.

The person who came was none other than someone from the Jinfang Group, headed by the foreign devil who was most likely an American mafia.

Fang Yang did not see the female translator. With his golden eye, he saw that except for the foreign Japanese and the others, no one was dormant.

In broad daylight, a group of foreign devils came to Fang Yang with guns in their hands and lined up in front and back. Those who should load the gun and those who should pull the safety. They all had fierce faces. From the golden eye perspective, they could see the evil aura on their bodies. The thread blends with the surrounding evil spirits.

The foreign devil pointed at Fang Yang and said a lot. Fang Yang didn't know what he meant, but Wang Qiang translated after listening: "This foreign devil asked us to hand over Professor Chen, and said that if we don't hand over, he will beat us into a sieve. "

When Fang Yang heard this, he said with a strange expression: "Is it possible that after we hand it over, he will let us go?"

The foreign devil's men translated Fang Yang's words into English. After hearing this, the foreign devil showed contempt and said two words in broken Chinese: "Coward!"

Fang Yang finally understood. However, Fang Yang was not in a good mood after hearing this. With a sullen face and a cold smile, he turned his back to Wang Qiang and said, "Find a place to take cover and protect Professor Chen!"

As soon as Fang Yang finished speaking, his speed eye suddenly exploded, and he was about ten meters away from the foreign devil.

Just before Fang Yang started to move, Wang Qiang grabbed Chen Jianbin's hand and found a grave to cover it.

As for the foreign devil, seeing Fang Yang's ghostly speed, his pupils widened and before he could react, Fang Yang's fist hit him in the stomach.

With just that punch, the foreign devil's body instantly bowed down and he curled up on the ground, trembling.

After a successful blow, Fang Yang found the subordinate closest to the foreign devil without any hesitation. With the same punch, another person lost his fighting ability.

Fang Yang relied on his extreme speed to knock out four people at once.

Then, the others finally reacted, raised their guns and fired fiercely. The opportunity had paid off, and Fang Yang no longer made any rash advances, but instead started a guerrilla war with speed.

Fang Yang, who had broken through to the middle stage of the Mysterious Level, had even more explosive speed eyes. Turning at extremely high speeds caused bullets that could only go straight to miss again and again.

During the dodge gap, Fang Yang used his clairvoyance to the extreme. As long as someone had one bullet left, Fang Yang would approach that person. Once the last bullet is fired, it's time for him to exit.

Wang Qiang pressed Chen Jianbin's head firmly into the dirt bag while he looked ahead. When he saw Fang Yang's terrifying speed, he couldn't help but mutter: "When did this guy break through to the mid-level Xuan level?"

Chen Jianbin was held on the head by Wang Qiang and couldn't move, but he was honest.

Suddenly, Chen Jianbin started struggling violently. Wang Qiang noticed it. Just when he was trying to calm Chen Jianbin down, he saw a white shadow.

"Chen Mo! Chen Mo is here!" Chen Jianbin roared.