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Chapter 28 Do you still charge protection fees?

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    As he got closer, Han Fei saw the gangsters sitting in his small yard eating sea clams, and his face turned dark immediately.

    "Hey! Brother Gang, that kid is back."

    "Snapped¡­¡­"

    I saw the fat man slamming the clam shell in his hand to the ground: "You brat, you still know how to come back? Do you know that your brother Gang came yesterday? You are not kind, where is the protection money?"

    Han Fei was trembling with anger. I've been going around the hell gate several times, and when I came back, I saw you eating my food. Is that okay?

    Han Fei grinned and sneered: "One sea oyster and five low-grade pearls. If you give it, I will let you go. Otherwise, I will beat you until you spit it out."

    The fat man and his younger brothers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter "hahaha".

    "Brother Gang, he actually asked us for money?"

    ¡°Brother Gang, I haven¡¯t seen this guy for a few days and he¡¯s so crazy that he¡¯s blackmailing us?¡±

    The fat man's face trembled, and he bared his teeth and smiled evilly: "Boy, is it your brother Gang who didn't wake up or your head was hit by a steelhead fish? Do you dare to blackmail your brother Gang?"

    "Boom"

    Han Fei is confident now, so what if he is facing a level 7 fisherman?  I have even fucked a sea python, how can I be afraid of you?

    Han Fei put the purple bamboo stick on the ground and said, "Do you know why the coral is so red?"

    "Um?"

    Just when Brother Gang and others were about to laugh at Han Fei, they saw spiritual energy surging in Han Fei's hand and the purple bamboo stick glowing all over.

    Brother Gang's face changed slightly: "You brat, you really dare to do something. You really are living a good life. Brothers, do it to him."

    "I'll kill you."

    ?? Han Fei jumped up with a purple bamboo stick and struck hard. Do you really think I can't lift the stick?

    Before Brother Gang could react, he saw a fifth-level fisherman boy under him being hit by a stick and kneeling on the ground, covering his shoulders and wailing: "Ah! My arm is broken, it's over, Brother Gang, my arm is broken"

    Brother Gang was furious: "Are you looking for death?"

    After saying that, several people picked up the sticks one after another. Is it possible that with so many people, they can still be folded in the hands of a child?

    "Dangdangdang"

    Han Fei is so violent now. He has 159 points of basic spiritual energy, which is comparable to a seventh-level peak fisherman. With more than 3,000 points of spiritual energy reserves, he can make the other party doubt his life. What else is he afraid of?

    "I'll kill this fat man."

    "Bang"

    There was a young gangster who was full of spiritual energy, filling his whole body with the intention of giving Han Fei a hard blow.

    However, with a "click", the man immediately fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

    For a moment, Brother Gang looked stern: "No, this kid is at the peak of level six, let me do it."

    The fat man carried the fine iron rod and struck at him. To Han Fei's expectation, Han Fei felt his arms go numb at the first confrontation of strength. His expression suddenly changed slightly. A seventh-level fisherman?

    Brother Gang was also stunned for a moment: "It's so powerful, but you don't understand the power of a seventh-level strongman, the Ten Directions Shining Stick"

    Suddenly, Han Fei saw a snake coiling around the fat man's body. The next moment, the fat man's fighting power suddenly increased greatly, and the speed of drawing the stick was more than twice as fast as before.

    Han Fei was shocked, how could this be possible?  How could a fat man be so fast?

    ¡°Dang-dang-dangbang"

    Han Fei, who had been suppressing others to beat him, retreated continuously at this moment. Although he felt that his strength was no weaker than the fat man, he still could not withstand the violent blows of the fat man's six consecutive sticks.

    "Ahem"

    Han Fei's arms were numb, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

    Brother Gang sneered: "A seventh-level strong man who can seize the power of the demon fish, do you really think that you, Brother Gang, have been living in vain? Boy, kneel down now and offer all your family wealth to make amends Forget it, you  I don¡¯t have any money, so I¡¯ll give this small yard to your brother Gang, and your brother Gang will let you go.¡±

    Han Fei took a deep breath. His recovery ability was still there, but it was much weaker than at the beginning.

    Han Fei grinned: "Is this the only level seven strong person? Then how weak do you have to be?"

    "ah¡­¡­"

    "I saw billowing spiritual energy suddenly coming out of Han Fei's body. His whole body and his stick were glowing. He jumped up and struck again.

    "when¡­¡­"

    Brother Gang: "Boy, you are looking for death. How precious is spiritual energy? You are a sixth-level fisherman. Just filling your body with spiritual energy consumes one-third of your spiritual energy. How many sticks can you spare? Three sticks or five sticks?  "

    Han Fei: "There's so much nonsense"?

    "Dangdangdang"

    When the weapons were handed over, Han Fei wildly smashed out six sticks in one breath, and he also received a stick during the process, causing pain in his chest.

    But the fat man was also out of breath. The six sticks he hit just now only slightly injured Han Fei. But this kid went crazy and hit him with five or six sticks. How much spiritual energy does this kid have?  Isn't this comparable to yourself?

    However, Han Fei was not over at all. With a sweeping sweep, his spiritual energy spurted out, and his spiritual energy disappeared into the air with faint ripples.

    ¡°Dong dong dong¡­¡±

    "Pfft"

    The clash of sticks and weapons was like a thunderous roar, and Brother Gang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the fine iron rod came out of his hand.

    His eyes were full of disbelief, how could this kid be possible?  How many sticks have been broken out by this?  Ten sticks?  Twenty sticks?  The key is that this guy is still full of spiritual energy!  This amount of spiritual energy cannot be controlled with 200 points!

    "boom!"

    Han Fei dispersed his spiritual energy and hit the fat man with a stick. The remaining gangsters were stunned. Brother Gang was defeated?

    Han Fei squatted in front of Brother Gang with a stick and said with a smile: "Are you still charging protection money?"

    Brother Gang broke into a cold sweat: "Misunderstanding, little brother, this is completely a misunderstanding."

    ¡°Bang bang bang¡­¡±

    Han Fei hit Brother Gang three times in a row and knocked him to the ground: "Is it a misunderstanding? Are you sure it is a misunderstanding?"

    Brother Gang grinned in pain but never dared to talk back: "Brother, can't Brother Gang compensate you? Brother Gang promises not to cause trouble to you in the future."

    ¡°Bang bang bang¡­¡±

    Han Fei: "Who are you?"

    Brother Gang: "Xiao Gang, little brother, just call me Xiao Gang."

    ¡°Bang bang bang¡­¡±

    Han Fei: "Xiao Gang? What about Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong?"

    Brother Gang is trembling, why are you still beating me?  If you hit me again, I will be useless!

    Brother Gang begged for mercy: "Brother, please spare me. I can't give up Xiaohong to you! Xiaohong and I have been together for seven years"

    Han Fei: "???"

    "boom¡­¡­"

    Han Fei said with a dark face: "Keep all the money you have and the fine iron rods, get out"

    Brother Gang is crying, what¡¯s going on?  You are such a monster, why did you pretend to be a weakling the past few days?

    Brother Gang: "Brother, I just have a fine iron rod give it to me, don't point it at me, I'm scared."

    Han Fei: "Who is your little brother? You will call me Brother Fei when you see me from now on. You have wasted so much of my spiritual energy. Even a fine iron rod of yours is not enough to compensate you. Get out of here"

    "Yes, yeswhy are you still standing there? Let's go"

    Han Fei watched the flexible fat man get up and run away, and then he was secretly shocked. Is this what Tang Ge said before about absorbing the power of the demon fish?  If the fat man just now could store spiritual energy like himself, it was still unclear who would win.  But as soon as the weird power came out, his strength suddenly doubled. If he didn't have enough spiritual energy reserves, I might have been defeated long ago.

    "No, I underestimated the high-level fisherman. Being called high-level is not unreasonable. The fat man was defeated by me because he didn't have enough spiritual energy in his body. What if he was an eighth-level fisherman?"

    This is the second time that Han Fei feels that his strength has improved too slowly. Even a gangster can reach level seven. In this world where everyone is practicing, how many such small characters are there?  As for me, I am just a small role now, and I am far from the time when I can have nothing to worry about.

    As soon as Han Fei got home, there was indeed a line of writing engraved on the table, which should have been left by Tang Ge.

    "I may not be able to come back in the near future. There are things in the old place. See you in the fishing trial."

    Han Fei silently crossed out this sentence, opened the door, and walked to the back of his house.

    There is a cliff behind, and the place where people can stand is less than half a meter. There is a gap directly behind the house, and an iron chain hangs there.  Han Fei carefully grasped the iron chain and hung down. About seven or eight meters down, there was an inconspicuous small cave, which was hidden by the vegetation on the cliff.

    This small cave was there when this house was built. Whenever Tang Ge got something good, he would not leave it at home, but would hide it in the cave so that no one would miss it.

    The cave is only four meters deep and less than three meters wide. There is only a small bed and a stone jar with dozens of sea clams in it.

    On the bed, Han Fei saw a small package.

    As soon as Han Fei opened it, he took a deep breath. First, two medium-grade pearls rolled out.  There wasn't much money, it was probably all Tang Ge's belongings.

    In addition to 2 medium-grade pearls, there are also 2 books, an iron box, and a bottle of elixir.

    Han Fei took a breath immediately, not for any other reason, because these two books were written with "Swimming Art" and "Mysterious Physical Art".  With just one glance, Han Fei knew why these two books were important. Most of the entire Tianshui Village, including the fishing masters, were practicing stick skills. Even if there were books in the school, they were not many. Regardless of whether these two books were  Nothing, at least, can't be worse than a universal stick technique like the Shifang Stick.

    "Hey! Spirit-boosting pill?"

    Han Fei picked up the bottle of elixir, smiled slightly, and said secretly: "Good brother."

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    In addition to 2 medium-grade pearls, there are also 2 books, an iron box, and a bottle of elixir.

    Han Fei took a breath immediately, not for any other reason, because these two books were written with "Swimming Art" and "Mysterious Physical Art".  With just one glance, Han Fei knew why these two books were important. Most of the entire Tianshui Village, including the fishing masters, were practicing stick skills. Even if there were books in the school, they were not many. Regardless of whether these two books were  Nothing, at least, can't be worse than a universal stick technique like the Shifang Stick.

    "Hey! Spirit-boosting pill?"

    Han Fei picked up the bottle of elixir, smiled slightly, and said secretly: "Good brother."

    If you like the God of Fishing, please collect it: The God of Fishing is updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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