The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Hey? What happened?"

"I don't know? It seems like someone is causing trouble?"

"Who is it? Are you so brave to come to Tongfu Xing to cause trouble? Do you think you have a long life?"

"I don't know. It seems to be quite violent."

"I'm afraid it's another person whose family was ruined by human traffickers and is looking for trouble."

"Oh, it's just a matter of death. There's no way any piggy can be brought back after entering Tongfu House."

Outside Tongfu Bank, there were crowds of people around, many of whom were pointing at the upstairs.

The outside was surrounded by people from Tongfu Gang, and no one could enter or leave Tongfuhang.

Xiao Liuzi was extremely anxious. He guessed that Master Feng was probably causing trouble inside.

I was thinking about whether to go back to the Lu family for help.

Suddenly a loud noise was heard!

Everyone hurriedly looked up at the second floor of Tongfu Bank.

But a window on the second floor exploded.

Immediately afterwards, five or six people fell down wailing, falling heavily to the ground, and countless bones were broken on the spot.

Everyone quickly looked into the hole opened on the second floor.

But they saw people lying on the ground inside, and screams and wails kept coming.

A black shadow kept flashing and moving inside, and the punches sounded like thunder.

People from the Tongfu Gang kept screaming and falling to the ground.

Blood dripped down the cracks in the floor on the second floor.

Many people were stunned and exclaimed.

At the same time, Tongfu Xing on the second floor was as terrifying as purgatory.

There were broken limbs and corpses everywhere, and Feng Ji casually grabbed Fei Laosan who was about to escape.

Immediately Fei Laosan screamed, his leg bones had been broken by Feng Ji's kick.

Feng Ji's five fingers were like tiger claws, clasped around his neck, and said calmly: "Did I let you run away?"

"Spare your life, brother, please spare your life."

Feng Ji chuckled: "Don't worry, I won't kill anyone when I come here this time."

The next moment, he suddenly thrust his five fingers in, and with a click, Fei Laosan's shoulder blade was broken, and the fascia was torn open by the force of his claws.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a gunshot behind him, but Feng Ji ducked and lowered his head as if there were eyes behind his back.

Bullets flew overhead.

He turned around and jumped, and his whole body flipped into the air.

When he landed again, he was already in front of Pan Zhiben, who was holding a revolver.

Pan Zhiben looked ferocious and hurriedly wanted to shoot again.

But Feng Ji suddenly punched him.

boom--!

The power of the fist exploded directly in the air, and the terrifying fist speed brought up a huge fist wind, which made Pan Zhiben's old face tremble.

Bang!

This punch hit Pan Zhiben directly on the shoulder, and there was a muffled sound.

Pan Zhiben was stunned and seemed not to feel any pain.

Not even the sound of bones breaking was heard.

But his arm seemed to have no control, and it hung down like a free fall.

As soon as this fell, the muscles of the shoulder where the punch was struck suddenly tore apart instantly, and the rotten flesh and blood tore apart like mud.

The bones in it are like powder.

Bang, this arm hit the sticky floor directly.

Only then did the severe pain hit.

"Ah—my hand!"

Pan Zhiben screamed, staggered back holding his broken arm, his face twisted in pain.

Feng Ji used dark energy in this punch!

An Jin's feminine force directly smashed the opponent's internal muscles and bones, and even the tiniest muscle fibers were shattered!

Feng Ji took a step forward, grabbed Pan Zhiben's head, and lifted it gently.

But without mentioning it this time, Feng Ji took off the round hat on Pan Zhiben's head.

Feng Ji was startled, and then he realized that this old guy was actually wearing a wig.

There is not a single hair on the bald head, and the gray braid behind the round hat is obviously fake.

Feng Ji sneered, threw away his hat, and stretched out his hand again.

Pan Zhiben's face was pale, but he had backbone. He raised his head and glared at Feng Ji, and shouted: "You little beast, you dare to kill me?"

Feng Ji's big hands instantly grabbed his neck and lifted him up like a chicken.

Pan Zhiben's face turned red from holding back his breath, but his eyes were still sharp and ferocious. He struggled and shouted, "I am a member of the Pan family. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, your whole family will die!"

"Are you looking for someone? If I die, the person you are looking for will die regardless of whether he is with me or not!"

Feng Ji looked at his fierce look and suddenly laughed.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Ho ho ho, I'm just threatening you, how about that? Do you dare to try to kill me?" Pan Zhiben sneered.

Feng Ji laughed: "Did the Pan family give you the courage?"

"Interesting, originally I just wanted to destroy you, but now I want to have fun with it. I don't know if you have a tough mouth or a tough bone."

Feng Ji smiled, looked around, found a rope, and tied his only remaining hand.

"What are you going to do?"

Pan Zhiben was frightened and angry, and asked.

The Pan family has long been a giant in Guangzhou. Who dares to mess with the Pan family?

Is this kid really not afraid?

Feng Ji ignored it and just pulled him with the rope to the smashed window on the second floor.

He didn't waste any time, he circled the rope around the beam and pulled hard!

Suddenly Pan Zhiben was pulled directly into the air.

He was immediately furious and struggled angrily: "Little beast, what are you going to do? The Pan family won't let you go!"

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Old man, didn't you ask me if I dare to kill you?"

"Today I want you to see what I can do."

Feng Ji turned around, looked at the countless people watching below, and laughed loudly: "Everyone, this young master Feng Ji first came to Guangzhou and went to Tongfu Bank to do business. This guy took advantage of his power and bullied me, an outsider, again and again. And San’s provocation is my young master.”

"Today I will chop him into pieces in front of the big guy!"

"Listen, people from the Tongfu Gang, whether he can hold on depends on when your gang leader comes and when Tian Zhongxin arrives!"

After the words fell, Feng Ji casually picked up a single sword.

The first cut was a light stroke, and with a pop, a piece of meat fell off the old man's chest.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't bear it at all, and he screamed in agony.

Feng Ji laughed: "Old man, aren't you afraid of death? Why are you still afraid of pain?"

"Little beast, little bastard, son of a bitch, you will regret it. The Tongfu Gang will not let you go, the Pan family will not let you go - ah!"

Pan Zhiben was still yelling, but before he could finish, Feng Ji stabbed him again.

Suddenly the screams started again.

With Feng Ji's understanding of the human body, he had already avoided the key points, and the sword was bloody, but not fatal.

Among the countless people below who watched this scene, not only were no one afraid, but countless people cheered loudly!

"Good! Good job!"

"Hero, well done. This Pan Zhiben committed a heinous crime. My cousin was tricked into Tongfu Bank by someone else, and she has never been heard from again!"

"Damn it, this old beast deserves to die. My eldest brother had a son in his later years and was abducted by his gangsters. He came here to redeem his son, but he was beaten half to death by them!"

"These ungrateful things deserve to die, they deserve to be killed!"

"Hero, gouge out this old thief's eyes!"

"This old guy nodded and bowed to foreigners. He also opened a secret prostitution and gambling parlor with Wu Shun from the Tongfu Gang, and he harmed many people."

…

Tong Fu was abducting and selling people, which was a heinous crime.

He has a bad reputation among the people and has long been a person that everyone calls for beatings.

If it weren't for their huge power, the Pan family was one of the four richest men in Guangzhou, and with collusion between the government and foreigners, they would have been destroyed long ago.

Nowadays, Feng Ji's cruel methods are not only not disliked and hated by everyone, but are actually very satisfying, with countless people applauding.

Feng Ji was also slightly surprised. He turned to look at Pan Zhiben and grinned: "It seems that you should have died a long time ago."

Pan Zhiben was already sweating from the pain, and his lips murmured: "Dog...bastard...you have the guts...you kill me..."

Feng Ji chuckled lightly and said: "You are a tough guy. I am very curious. You buy and sell people and watch other people's flesh and blood being separated and their families destroyed. Don't you have any compassion at all?"

"Ho ho ho..." Pan Zhiben's pale face was full of sarcasm, and a strange laugh came from his throat, which seemed to be dismissive and mocking Feng Ji's stupidity.

"The heart of compassion... is something only trash can have... If you want to do big things and achieve great things, you have to be ruthless... Little beast, aren't you very powerful? If you are really ruthless enough, just kill me. …”

Pan Zhiben smiled ferociously, as if he was not afraid of death at all.

Feng Ji looked at him, glanced up and down carefully, and said, "Is this the philosophy of your Thirteenth Party? Or is this the purpose of your work?"

Pan Zhiben sneered, as if he didn't bother to answer.

Feng Ji grinned and said, "You are so ruthless and not afraid of death. It seems you are really fearless."

"Ho ho... kill me, do you dare?"

Feng Ji held the knife and said with a smile: "You are not afraid of death. Wouldn't it make you happy to kill you? Hey, by the way, do you have any family?"

Pan Zhiben's expression suddenly changed.

Feng Ji chuckled: "You said you could watch other people's flesh and blood being separated, their wives and children scattered, and you could treat people like piglets and buy and sell them at will."

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Pan Zhiben with interest and said, "What about your relatives? Do you have a family? If you are not afraid of death, are they afraid?"

"Oh, by the way, your surname is Pan, right?"

"Are all the Pan family members your family?"

Pan Zhiben was trembling all over, his eyes were fixed on Feng Ji, and he said in a trembling voice: "It will not harm your family, you..."

"Hahaha...are you worthy of saying these words?"

"Old pig dog, what kind of things you do are not harmful to other people's families?"

Pan Zhiben was scared!

He knew that the man in front of him was really a madman!

He is not afraid of death or even torture.

But he has a family, which is his weakness.

His little grandson was just born.

That's his pet peeve.

"You...don't touch my family...what do you want, you said...yes, that woman, you have to know that woman, right?"

"I tell you, I tell you everything."

"You must never touch my family."

Pan Zhiben struggled tremblingly, blood flowing down the wound.

Feng Ji's smile faded, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold: "Have you seen the person in that painting?"

"I've seen her before. It was indeed Tian Zhongxin who brought her back. I'm very impressed. She has tender skin and tender flesh. She is not an ordinary woman. We will inquire about the details of this kind of person in detail to avoid arresting the wrong person."

"By the way, she has a husband and a son, right? She's from Shandong, right?"

"I remember, I remember, her husband's surname is Duan and her surname is Feng!"

Feng Ji's eyes suddenly became cold and stern, and he asked slowly: "Where is she?"

"Swear not to touch my family!"

Feng Ji nodded: "Okay."

Although there are still two updates, the number of words has increased, with two chapters totaling more than 6,000 words. In the Guangdong part, I don’t want to just write about Huang Feihong. I want to add some originality and intersperse a little movie plot. This polish will enrich the story. So it's not that fast, sorry.