Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 88: Your nine clans will be in arrears!

Not to mention the conversation in the villa, on the top of a high-rise building two kilometers away from this street.

At this moment, a young man was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, ignoring the fierce fighting behind him and the death of his companions.

As an assassin, he must ensure that his attack is fatal. If the sniper bullet fails to hit the enemy, then helping would only cause trouble.

As a sniper who learned from Hawkeye and Wesley, he has his own three no-shooting rules.

First, don’t fight when the difference in strength is too great.

Because the difference in strength is too great, fighting is useless.

Second, do not attack when the enemy is alert.

The attack must hit the target with one strike. The initial siege is definitely the time when Fang Can is most vigilant, but the success rate is the lowest.

Third, if you say you won’t fight, then don’t fight.

There is no reason. If you feel you can't hit the target, then it is better to run away as soon as possible. In this business, you have to believe in fate.

He has always adhered to these three rules and has maintained a 100% hit rate since he started his career, because a mistake means death.

Laying dormant on the spot, the young man's earphones kept ringing with his teammates' cries for help, but he remained as solid as a rock.

Don’t ask. The answer is that if you feel you can’t hit the target, wait until you feel you can hit the target.

Survival is the reason why he can live till now.

……

At this moment, Fang Can alone defeated the twenty-odd reincarnations and made them flee. He could blow up their bodies with a single punch, smash their bodies with a single kick, and create a giant pit ten feet deep with a single slap of his palm.

It was like a human killer galloping on the battlefield, and no one could match him.

In just a few moments, more than 20 people were killed or injured by Fang Can's men, and the rest were desperately trying to keep their distance and still put up a desperate resistance.

Grabbing the arm of a reincarnationist casually, Fang Can paused, giving the other party an opportunity. The terrified reincarnationist decisively swung his knife to cut off his own arm and fled backwards in fear.

"How come there are still experts?" Fang Can said helplessly, he was tired of killing people.

In his perception, the guy walking towards him from a distance was far more dangerous than the twenty-something people combined.

From a distance, a skinny middle-aged man in black and white prison uniform was walking slowly towards them, followed by five strange guys in strange costumes.

The skinny man looked at Fang Can with a serious look and asked, "Are you Fang Can?"

After seeing Fang Can admit it, the skinny man suddenly smiled and said, "Very good, someone asked me to take your life."

"Let me introduce myself. My title is the Great Power King. My superpower is flesh and blood shaping, which allows my flesh and blood to transcend the limits."

As he spoke, in order to demonstrate his ability, the King's palms began to deform, turning into various shapes such as eagle claws and bear paws.

"Although I can only release 80% of my power now due to the flesh and blood inhibitor, it should be enough to kill you."

King Dali smiled warmly, but as he spoke he saw Fang Can fall straight to the ground. The huge weight of 8 tons fell to the ground and embedded directly into the ground in the smoke and dust.

"What are you doing?" Dali Wang was stunned when he saw Fang Can falling to the ground. How could he fall down without even exerting any strength?

"Oh, didn't you say your strength hasn't fully recovered yet?"

Fang Can gently turned sideways, pretending to be a sleeping arhat as the ground continued to crack, and said lazily: "Then wait until you recover before fighting."

"It just so happens that I'm tired of killing people." Fang Can yawned and said, "So that when I beat you to death, you won't feel dissatisfied because you are not in your prime."

Having said this, Fang Can actually closed his eyes and waited patiently. This open and honest behavior made the originally arrogant King Dali frown.

When he thought about how he had always been the one showing off, but now he was being outdone by the young man, he felt unhappy. With the murderous intent rising in his body, his body began to rise higher and higher.

"Stab! Stab!"

As his flesh and blood were being shaped, the muscles all over the King's body began to grow taller and bigger little by little, from his original short stature of 1.75 meters to a sturdy body of 2.5 meters.

His prison uniform was blown to pieces by him, and his tall body was only covered by a pair of shorts.

At this moment, his fist was bigger than Fang Can's head, and the size of his knee was larger than Fang Can's waist, like a peerless god or demon.

The fierce and savage King stared at the boy in front of him and said in a muffled voice, "You skinny, short, dog-like thing, you are trying to show off to me."

Swish!
Following these words, Fang Can's eyes suddenly opened, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Damn it, how can 1.80 meters be considered short!

Why the hell, everyone mocks him for being short, but this guy in front of him, who was only 1.75 meters tall before his transformation, still has the nerve to mock him.

Very good, at this moment, the trash talk between the two before the game successfully made each other angry.

Standing up again from the ground, Fang Can looked at the burly man in front of him, and the bloodshot eyes once again crept into Fang Can's eyes.

'Fight, fight quickly!'

All the reincarnations behind King Dali roared in their hearts, as long as they could kill Fang Can, it would not be a loss.

Looking at Fang Can who finally got serious, Dali Wang grinned and said, "By the way, I heard from them that you are also a person with the ability of luck. Anyone who is your enemy may suffer the backlash of luck."

As he spoke, the powerful king took out three coins from somewhere and flicked them out casually.

While spinning and jumping, the three coins actually stood upright on the ground.

Looking at this scene, Fang Can's eyes narrowed slightly.

If the other party really tossed the coins casually without cheating, the probability of making three coins stand upright at the same time is less than one in a hundred thousand.

"Unfortunately, during these 12 hours, I also happened to be a person with this ability. Your luck means nothing to me."

At this point, the Great Power King laughed wildly and said, "I heard that when a powerful person with luck and superpowers fights, it is not only the enemy who is hurt, but also the opponent's nine clans."

"Fang Can, just be afraid of my fate."

The powerful king pointed his finger at Fang Can and said:
"Today, I, King Dali, will not only beat you to death, but all nine of your clans will also perish violently in my fate."

"I, the Great King, will rely on this true fortune to curse you and your entire clan, including your parents, wife, brothers and sisters, to death!!!"

After making these harsh remarks, looking at the silent Fang Can, Dali Wang thought that the other party was scared.

Unexpectedly, the next moment Fang Can covered his face with one hand and laughed wildly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

"Okay, then let's put our respective nine clans on the line for this battle!"

The smile on Fang Can's handsome face gradually turned ferocious: "Let's compete to see who has better luck. We will use our nine clans as combat units!"

"I, Fang Can, have made this clear today."

"I'm not just going to beat you to death with one punch after another!"

"I will also force your nine clans to pay off their debts!!!"

(End of this chapter)