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Chapter 9 The Loyal Servant

"Stab... stab..."

There was a buzzing sound from the intercom.

"The buyer is walking through the manor and is heading to the lobby on the first floor, over."

"Stab... stab..."

"Buyer passing the lobby and going up the second floor, over."

"Stab... stab..."

"buyer……"

Fan Liang felt a chill in his heart, just to buy a milk powder, why should it be so mysterious and solemn?

Yes, it is not so easy to meet Ryuji Yamazaki, so he successfully walked into this heavily guarded European-style castle under the pretext of buying milk powder.

Countless black-clothed men with stern expressions were distributed in the castle, one post at five steps, one post at ten steps, and even flies could not penetrate.

"What do you think?" Fan Liang asked with his head twitching.

"Ryu Yamazaki..." After a few sharp eyes fell on him, Shingo Yabuki changed his name "hardly", "Does Mr. Yamazaki really only sell milk powder?"

"if not?"

The butler in black who led the way turned around. He was tall and straight, with a serious expression, and his white hair was combed into a shiny back.This person has never appeared in KOF, judging from his aura, he is an ordinary person who has undergone intensive training.

"It's just selling milk powder." Fan Liang said weakly, "Do you need to mobilize people like this?"

"Stop talking!!" Shingo Yabuki's complexion changed suddenly, and he rushed behind Fan Liang, tightly covering the latter's mouth.

"Are you looking down on us?" The butler's expression turned serious, and several men in black who were behind Fan Liang touched their arms at the same time, with a murderous look.

"No...no...no..." Yabuki Shingo smiled and waved his hands, a lot of sweat oozed from his back, and his clothes were wet.

"In today's society, the value of milk powder is more precious than anything else. To monopolize milk powder in this world is equivalent to owning a gold mine!" Guaranteed, countless couples have tried their best to find better milk powder for their children to eat, and they spared no expense, as long as the quality of the milk powder is good enough, no matter how much they spend!"

As he spoke, the housekeeper smiled proudly, ripped off the buttons of his shirt, exposed his scarred chest, and said, "We have lost countless brothers and finally built a huge milk powder kingdom. We... are the kings of this land!"

"Hi~Hi~" Fan Liang waved his hand, "That kind of thing is okay, no matter how much hard work you put in, it still can't change the fact that you are trash."

"Hey, Fan Liang!" Yabuki Shingo was shocked. What kind of madness did Fan Liang get for provoking him again and again?

"Since we want to do it, let's do it with the big ticket." Fan Liang smiled grimly, "Otherwise, how can we anger the king who lives in the castle?"

"Don't be like this..." Yabuki Shingo cried.

"Are you going together, or call for some help?" Fan Liang folded his arms across his chest, he did not put on an attacking posture, his body language expressed contempt for the person in front of him.

After all, he has the ability to perceive a star position, and what he cultivates brings not only the true energy flowing in the meridians, but also a tyrannical body.Even though his body is very weak in the same level, the man in black present is by no means his opponent.

If Yabuki Shingo took a serious attitude, he alone would be enough to wipe out all the men in black in the castle, but he was too afraid of the brutal Yamazaki Ryuji, and he seemed timid in the face of the vulnerable men in black .

"coming."

There was a gunshot from behind, and Fan Liang moved when the tongue of flames sprayed from the muzzle of the gun. He instantly came to the back of the shooter, slashed the back of the man's neck with a hand knife, and the latter fell forward unconsciously.

"If I were you, I would call for more help now, because I..." Fan Liang chuckled, "The battle will be resolved within three seconds."

Before he finished speaking, everyone except the housekeeper fell to the ground, without even a chance to react.

The butler suddenly showed fear in his eyes, he took two steps back in horror, and sat down on the steps.

"Come on, come on!"

"Mr. Miyamoto, you..."

"No time to explain, come on!"

"..." From the other side of the walkie-talkie came the sound of chaotic running.

"Oh?" The corners of Fan Liang's mouth raised, "Is it finally coming?"

He stretched his hands and feet, jumped a few times on the spot, and the soul of Zhong Er was burning, "Before they arrive, the hot blood flowing in my veins cannot be cooled down."

After ten seconds.

A sound of shouting and killing rushed into the hall, and the scarfaced man who was the leader glanced at the situation on the stairs, his eyes changed slightly, and he immediately ordered to shoot.

Countless pitch-black muzzles were aimed at Fan Liang, and the flames illuminated the dark hall, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

In the hail of bullets, Fan Liang turned into an afterimage, he dodged into the crowd, and the man in black fell to the ground before he could react.

No one could withstand Fan Liang's blow. In just 4 minutes, 300 people were eliminated.

"Hey, old man." Fan Liang clasped his hands behind his head, smiled and walked towards the butler, "This is not enough people, can you please call more people?"

"You..." The butler sitting on the stairs broke down and shouted, "What kind of monster are you!"

Fan Liang's eyes flashed, and he continued to smile, "Is there no one else?"

"Then..." Fan Liang walked past the housekeeper, went straight up, and said, "It's time to meet the king who controls all the milk powder in this land."

However, just as he took a step, his legs were grasped tightly.

When he turned his head, the housekeeper growled fiercely, "I won't...I won't let you pass!"

"Heh..." Fan Liang sneered, "Old guy, don't be ashamed to speak out there!"

The butler was kicked away and rolled down the stairs. He was lying on the ground, and blood soon overflowed from under his body.

"It's really pathetic." Fan Liang spat on the ground, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Now he looks like a villain.

Yabuki Shingo was stunned, Fan Liang's actions subverted all his cognition of this person.

"Still not showing up at this point, you really can hold your breath." Fan Liang stepped up step by step, and soon his right leg sank again.

"I won't...I won't let you...let you go up..." The bloody butler climbed up at some point, and a long bloodstain was dragged on the stairs.

"It's really stubborn." Fan Liang glanced at the butler indifferently, then raised his foot, "Then let me give you a ride."

"Stop!" Yabuki Shingo shouted angrily, "Are you going to kill such a loyal old man?

If you want to kill him, you have to ask my fist first! "

Majestic power is brewing in Yabuki Shingo's body, even Fan Liang, the weakest contestant in KOF (in the game), is separated by a long distance.

"Uh... not..."

Fan Liang was about to end the performance, and when he explained clearly to the innocent Shingo Yabuki, a sullen voice sounded.

"Spare my loyal servant."

(End of this chapter)