But the martial arts in this world are indeed extremely difficult to practice.

Or this is generally related to Zhou Han's own talent. It has been three months since he broke through to the first level of Black Mountain Fist, and his progress in the second level is still very slow.

At this progress, it may take several years to have the opportunity to break through to the second level.

It's like a snail's speed.

‘Hopefully, it has to be placed on the modifier.’

While punching, Zhou Han thought in his heart.

His wish in the past was to live in this world with his sister, but with the change in the situation in the naturalized city and the death of Uncle Shi, the sense of oppression followed.

Until today, Yuan Tan blatantly asked him for pensions, and this pressure finally burst out like a stream of water that broke through the water pipe.

Wang Tao, Mo Ting and others are unreliable. Although they are in a small circle, facing Yuan Tan, no one except Kang Zhengmin would stand up and stand in front.

Zhou Han never expected it.

How can ordinary friends compare to their own interests and safety?

As for Senior Brother Kang, the Kang family is just a wealthy family after all, and is inferior to the Wang family where Wang Tao is located, and it will definitely not be able to withstand the pressure of a deacon in training.

Zhou Han had no intention of letting Kang Zhengmin come forward.

It was not so easy for Yuan Tan to take away his pension!

"Die! All are dead!"

At this moment, a sudden terrified shout came from the door.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a man in ragged clothes and covered in blood stumbled into the gate of the Black Mountain Gang like a loss, followed by two gatekeeper disciples.

"Isn't that Junior Brother Yang? What's wrong with him?" someone said in surprise.

"Is this crazy?"

"Two days ago, Junior Brother Yang and Junior Brother Wang and others went to Qingyang Temple on the outskirts of the city to perform gang missions. Why is he the only one who came back and the others?"

The disciples in the front yard watched the ragged man walking into the second moon gate with the help of two strong men, disappearing, and looked at each other.

Half an hour later, news came.

The three formal disciples who went to Qingyang Temple in the suburbs of the city were two missing in Qingyang Temple. Only this disciple named Yang was not killed by the demons inside because he did not sleep at night and escaped by chance.

There are demons in Qingyang Temple!

Many people in Qingyang Temple know that this is a long-abandoned Taoist temple, less than ten miles from Guihua City, but they didn't expect that there were demons so close.

No one of the two missing disciples had hope of survival except for their families who were crying and rushing.

In this world, missing means death

What's more, after confirming the news of the existence of the demon, even the two dead disciples gave up and left with a pension.

"Senior Brother Kang, what kind of demon is there in Qingyang Temple?" Zhou Han asked softly.

"I don't know, it's too late, and Senior Brother Yang didn't see what kind of demon it was, but it should be a low-level demon. Otherwise, Senior Brother Yang would not be able to escape from Qingyang Temple."

Kang Zhengmin shook his head.

"It may be that the demon is full."

Wang Tao, not far away, heard them talking, and his eyes flashed, "I heard that some monsters, such as snake monsters, will not attack them actively when they are full of blood. Only Senior Brother Yang knows the situation."

This is indeed a possibility.

After hearing this, the disciples around them began to think about it.

Some people all speculated maliciously that perhaps it was Senior Brother Yang who first discovered the demon and used some means to murder the two disciples in order to survive. The demons had enough food and drink, which gave Senior Brother Yang a chance to survive.

The people around him started to talk in a low voice, and the senior brother Duan Yongming scolded him a few times before the remarks subsided.

However, a complex and strange atmosphere will never disappear.

‘The hearts of people are so touching!’

Zhou Han kept standing in the corner and listening silently, and his heart became calmer and firmer.

No matter which possibility it was, it made him have a deeper understanding of the sinister world. The difficult and dangerous environment in his previous life that was only found in novels and biography became a reality in the end.

...

...

Amid all kinds of speculations, the cold wind whistles and night falls.

Unlike in the past, only Kang Zhengmin, who walked out of the Heishan Gang with Zhou Han this time, Wang Tao, Mo Ting and others kept a distance from Zhou Han.

It's a clear line.

"Senior Brother Wang..." Niu Ben, a simple man, wanted to stop talking.

"We can't blame us. Who made him have too little vision and didn't know how to offend Yuan Tan."

Wang Tao's face was indifferent, "The five hundred taels of silver is a lot, but it is not worth offending Yuan Tan. His father is the deacon of the Heishan Gang. My Wang family cannot afford to offend, and the Mo family cannot afford to offend Junior Sister Mo's Mo family. Junior Brother Jiang and you Niu Ben can't afford to offend even more!

People should have the ability to seek benefits and avoid harm. If we don’t keep a distance from Zhou Han, we will be the one who is unlucky.

Wait, Zhou Han, an ordinary disciple with mediocre qualifications and has not even achieved the first level of Black Mountain Fist, will definitely not survive for three days!"

Mo Ting, Niu Ben and others were speechless.

They also think this makes sense.

But, it would be too cold to break up after getting along with her so much companions who broke up when they said they were broken.

"Junior Brother Zhou, be careful, Yuan Tan will not let you go."

After walking out of the Heishan Gang's gate, Kang Zhengmin wanted to take Zhou Han back in a carriage. After being politely rejected, he seriously reminded him.

"Don't worry, I know it."

Zhou Han smiled and said goodbye to Kang Zhengmin, and walked home alone in the cold wind.

The cold wind was shrouded, and the ice knife slashed on the face, stinging slightly.

The winter in Guihua City has arrived, and the north wind blows, and it is particularly cold at night.

There are sparse figures on both sides of the street, and only a few people running away hurriedly from time to time. A gust of wind blew across the withered yellow leaves on the road, extremely bleak.

"Um?"

Zhou Han was walking on the road, and suddenly his expression moved slightly. He keenly noticed that someone was following him behind him.

Although the man's body skills were good, his physical fitness was broken through and washed by the modifier, and both the qi and blood and the senses of the five senses were improved by a large part, which was enough to be comparable to the level of strength training.

With the subtle sound of leaves blowing, he noticed something was wrong.

‘Is it Yuan Tan? No, he could not have left such a big handle with such a dementia.’ Zhou Han quickly denied it.

His expression moved slightly, and his steps were slowly moving forward without revealing any flaws.

When he turned around a corner of a street, he shook his body and disappeared from the vision of the person behind him.

The follower hurriedly followed him, but found that there was a dead end here, blocking the way by a wall.

But Zhou Han's figure disappeared.

"Where are people?"

The thin man looked stagnant, and suddenly heard a fist wind coming from behind him. He was shocked, and his figure twisted strangely to avoid Zhou Han's ambush.

"Good body skills! Are you a thief? Why do you follow me?" Zhou Han stood at the entrance of the alley.

"I don't understand what you are talking about!" said the thin man's eyes flashing.

"Since I left the Black Mountain Gang, you have been following me. Obviously your target is me, is it to track me and attack me while I am not prepared? Or do you want to find out where I live?"

Zhou Han's face was cold, staring at the thin man.

The murderous intent in his heart grew vigorously and could not be suppressed.

No matter what the purpose of this person is, malice is essential, and for danger, he must be extinguished in the bud.

"Hehe, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for offending someone you shouldn't have offended!" After a moment of silence, the thin man sneered.

"It's Yuan Tan!"

Zhou Han shouted loudly, and his voice burst like a tiger thunder.

What, how did he know... As soon as the thought in the thin man's mind emerged, he felt a violent and violent wind coming from the front.

"die!!!"

Zhou Han's whole body was transported with blood, and his strong body was like a wild leopard flying towards him. A faint black air appeared on his fist, and he punched out!

not good!

The thin man's face changed wildly. He was shocked by Zhou Han's words and was ambushed by him. He was about to use his body skills to avoid him. At this time, his head fainted. Although he quickly reacted, it was too late.

Click!

puff!
To be continued...