C15 Nine or Five Ancestors

"This punch of mine has 150 kilograms of strength. How can you take it so calmly?"

"Furthermore, my family's punches are like silk, leaving no chance of survival. How can you take them!"

"Unless you are in the Houtian realm!"

Yang Faan yawned.

"I didn't tell you, I'm not!" Yang Faan let go of his hand and instantly arrived in front of him.

It almost touched his face, only then did Yang Faan realize that he was shorter than Gou Tezi.

He raised his head and said gloomily, "Moreover, my fist is still too tender to withstand me. Let me show you what is called 'Fist Aura as Silk'!"

Yang Faan's fist suddenly hit Gou Tezi's head.

Gou Tezi's eyes instantly became bloodshot.

Of course, there was still a trace of blue light.

Gou Tezi died in shock.

Yang Faan looked at his fist, "I can't be too weak. I remember that one punch of mine was able to turn my opponent into a thread."

He helplessly shook his head and left.

Wang Thirteen also followed behind him.

"Big brother, I'm not talking about you. You're really strong, but your attacks are really too fast. Otherwise, I would have already attacked you."

Yang Faan looked at him and suddenly said, "Alright, then I'll let you make the first move when I take care of his brother?"

Wang Thirteen originally wanted to say that he was okay, but then he suddenly remembered that Gou Tezi's brother was an expert in Acquired Stage. He immediately changed his mind, "Hey, Big Brother, it's still you doing this kind of thing.

Yang Faan snorted but didn't say anything.

… ….

In the City Lord's Mansion of Hsing City, the wealthy Han Zun sat on the bed with a head full of sweat. He wasn't wearing any clothes, and his body was covered in wounds.

"Speak, what's the matter!" Han Zun looked at his eldest son, Han Zhiloong, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"The Goddess has killed." Han Zhiloong said calmly.

"So be it. Have you dealt with it cleanly? Otherwise, with his vile spawn, the chances of us being able to use him will be miniscule. "

"It was that person who wanted to kill the Divine Monk."

"Alright, you can leave." Han Zun gestured for Han Zhiloong to leave.

However, when Han Zun was prepared to continue enjoying the pleasures of the fish and water, he found Han Zhiloong still standing there like a log.

"Is there something else?"

"Nine'er's sect has sent people over. They say that a month ago, you sent them home with a letter from you. Because it happened to be a big exam, they hope that father can let them go home."

Han Zun's fat face sank. Han Zhiloong pursed his lips, stopping himself from saying anything.

All of a sudden, Han Zun slammed down on the bed. The unbearably hard wooden bed was smashed into pieces, but he was still in his previous position. However, the difference was that he was laughing out loud now.

"This damned girl, she probably just arrived in the city now!"

Han Zhiloong wiped the cold sweat off his sister.

"Don't worry about her. Let her have some fun. Chi-Long, do you know why I named you guys?"

"Father's concept is too great, I don't know!"

"Han Zun, Han Zhiloong, Han Wuxuan, Han Jiu'er, they are exactly what I meant by '95% respect'. Each of you has the talent to win against the other, but, one of you is extremely ugly, the other is extremely lecherous, and you don't know the way. Sigh, I really don't know if my path is the wrong one."

"Dad, your path must be the right one!"

Han Zun shook his head, "For the kung fu competition the day after tomorrow, you have to remember to protect the God Monk in the dark. Also, you have to put your marriage on the agenda."

"Alright dad!" Han Zhiloong saluted and left.

Han Zun wanted to continue enjoying it, but when he lifted the quilt, he found the woman that was wrapped in the quilt had died from the shock of his strong palm strike.

"Sigh, forget it. I'm very happy today." Then Han Zun also put on his clothes and left.

… ….

It was already late in the night, and just as the Stellar Gate was about to close, a woman rushed in.

The guards at the gates wanted to kick the woman out, but before they could say anything, they changed their words, "Third Miss, you?"

"Shh!" No one is allowed to talk about my return, do you hear me? " Han Jiu'er slapped the guard hard with her hands. Her big eyes blinked adorably.

"Yes miss, I understand!" The guard said righteously.

"En!" Han Jiu'er suddenly looked at the guard's shoes.

The guard was about the size of Han Jiu'er and her shoes were in tatters.

"Miss, what happened to you!" The guard took off his shoes and put them on Han Jiu'er.

"Hehe, I, Han Jiu'er, will definitely remember your kindness!" After that, she threw her arms and ran away.

The guard was moved, but he suddenly remembered that Han Jiu'er did not know the way. When he wanted to stop her, he could not see her figure.

"Forget it, it should be fine, this is the Hsing City, how could something happen to Miss!"

Obviously, the guard had overestimated Han Jiu'er.

He took the same route several times but still couldn't find his way north.

Suddenly, she came to a new corner.

She pointed ahead, "Well, you can find your way home if you turn in the front!"

However, with a bang, her body heavily crashed into a wall.

Pain and hunger made her feel greatly wronged. She knelt on the ground, the corner of her mouth twitching all of a sudden. Clutching her head, she cried bitterly.

Not long after, a person walked over.

It was a granny with a kind face.

"Kid, what's wrong with you!" Because of her old age, the old granny could not squat down, and could only bend her body slightly.

Han Jiu'er raised her head, her face full of tears.

"Grandma, I-I can't find my way home. I haven't eaten for three days!"

The old granny was frightened. A little kid hadn't eaten in three days? What was the point of that?

"My house is over there. Quickly get up and follow me home so I can prepare some food for you." The old granny pointed at a small wooden house in front of them. She was so anxious that she almost couldn't speak properly.

"Yes, Grandmother." Han Jiu'er jumped up and changed from crying to laughing. Carrying Grandma on her back, she headed straight for the path that Grandma had pointed out.

One meal, one romance. Although Han Jiu'er ate all the vegetables, she still ate five big bowls. The simple and honest grandma was shocked.

Han Jiu'er wiped the oil off her mouth and burped. She was very satisfied. The only thing lacking in beauty was the lack of wine.

"Grandma, thank you for your hospitality. When I return home, I will definitely bring a big bag of silver to thank you."

Old granny patted Han Jiu'er's head, said a few words good then said goodbye to Han Jiu'er.

Not long after she left, she suddenly remembered that she should ask the old grandma where the City Lord's Mansion should go.

At this moment, Yang Faan and Wang Thirteen passed by her.

This time, she reacted quickly, "Brothers, do you know how to get to the City Lord's Mansion?"

Yang Faan nodded and the two of them sent Han Jiu'er to the City Lord's Mansion.

After bidding farewell, Han Jiu'er kicked the door.

"Smelly fatty, you big fool, you perverted pervert, quickly open the door for me!"

This sound could not be described with words.

"Who is this woman? She's so powerful!" Wang Thirteen looked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

"I don't know. I guess it's the City Lord's son, and he's even the most beloved one!"