Take Along A Spring

Even though the group of martial artists acted very funny, Yang Fann still didn't have any intention of letting them go. Although the group of martial artists acted very funny, Yang Fann still didn't have any intention of letting them go.    

    

There were even a few people with murderous intent in their eyes. It was very possible that they had someone's life in their hands!    

    

Therefore, regardless of whether it was Pangolin Master and disciple, or Half-immortal Huang and his bloody Qi, Yang Fann did not give them any face at all. Other than experiencing the Wind and Thunder Palm, they were all knocked down in one move, not giving them any chance to fight back or run away.    

    

Even the seemingly harmless Master and disciple, Hacker Empire and Liu Gang, were dealt with at the same time. On the surface, the two of them looked like a pair of comical clown boys, but who was Yang Fann? How could the craftiness hidden in the depths of Hacker Empire and disciple's eyes escape his eyes?    

    

Of course, Yang Fann still didn't know what Master and disciple Hacker Empire were up to, but to be able to mix with Half-immortal Huang and Pangolin and the others, it was obvious from Yang Fann's ass that they were not good people.    

    

Besides, so what if he was a good person? If he was a good person, would he be able to have ideas on his own Jade Spring Mountain Villa?    

    

It didn't matter if Yang Fann was dealing with a good person or a bad person, as far as he was concerned, as long as it was someone bad to him, they were all bad people. There was no second possibility!    

    

According to the materialist dialectics, there is no true good person in the world, nor is there a true bad person. The so-called good and bad, good and evil, are only relative to some people.    

    

For example, in two countries at war, those who sent intelligence reports to Country A were said to be good people, but in Country B's eyes, he was an absolute villain.    

    

As the saying goes, the butt decides the head. If one is not on the same side as oneself, then one is a bad guy. Even though he had benefited many people before, he was still his enemy.    

    

Enemies, of course they were all bad. How could there be a good enemy? If even the enemy became a good person, didn't that mean that they were bad people?    

    

"Old Ma, come over here and drag these guys back. I'll show them a good show later."    

    

Ma Wensheng brought a few security guards, and dragged one each. After two consecutive procrastination, he finally managed to drag the eight Vajra to Jade Spring Mountain Villa's security room.    

    

At this time, all eight of the King Kong's Great Guilds were awake. Even the disciple of the Pangolin, who had been knocked out by the black bear, regained consciousness.    

    

"Everyone, let's put aside what's on your hands for now. Black Bear and Xue'er will be guarding outside. I'll demonstrate a few tricks to everyone. Everyone try them in a bit and see if they work."    

    

Yang Fann gathered all the security guards on duty. He even called out the surveillance team and had them form a circle, preparing to teach him their unique skills.    

    

Ma Wensheng and the security guards were all curious. Boss Yang seemed to be very excited today, as if something good was about to happen. Could it be that Boss Yang was going to get married?    

    

Just when the security guards were guessing in their hearts, Yang Fann bent down and dragged one of the men with the ponytail in front of him: "Look, this mister looks so robust, he's obviously well-trained and might have even been a soldier. Everyone said, how can we pry open his mouth?"    

    

"Eh? "Boss wants to test everyone's abilities. No wonder everyone was gathered here. Could it be that Boss is unhappy that everyone didn't discover these guys at the first possible moment?"    

    

While everyone was guessing, Ma Wensheng was the first to speak: "Isn't it easy to get him to open his mouth? The tiger stool, chili concoction, earth plane, if it doesn't work, he can still be branded with iron. Don't look at how strong he is, how can modern people have a firm belief in him.    

    

"Right, Department Head Ma is right. All the people these days are cowards, they admitted to anything with just a few slaps, so it won't take much effort!"    

    

The security guards chimed in. They couldn't show their cowardice in front of the boss. If the boss saw them as cowards, it would be difficult for them to get a promotion in the future.    

    

"Ha ha, everyone is right. People these days are trash. Even a so-called tough guy like you would admit anything if you beat him up. However, that would leave behind scars. If the evidence was fixed, there might be some trouble. If I were to teach you an ultimate move today, not only will it not leave behind any scars, it would be difficult even for a physician to appraise it. I wonder if you all would like to learn it? "    

    

"If you want to learn, then don't hide any of your unique moves, boss. Hurry up and teach it to everyone!"    

    

Whether it was because they really wanted to learn or to kiss ass to the boss, everyone answered loudly and seemed to be very motivated.    

    

Yang Fann didn't really want the security guards to respect him. What he wanted was this atmosphere. A company was going to be lively and rowdy. It was not a good thing to have a lifeless look all day long.    

    

"Alright, everyone, look carefully. This move of mine is called picking the weak spot, and it's quite effective. I've tested it many times. It's said to not be useless, it's both labor-saving and effective!"    

    

Saying that, Yang Fann began to demonstrate to the security guards what it meant to be soft. Where to dig, it was the easiest and least tiring to do so. It was the easiest way to leave behind scars …    

    

As for the demonstration subject, that ponytail, who was once a member of the special forces, had long been shouting so inhumanly that his hands and feet were twitching as if he had been electrocuted.    

    

Including Ma Wensheng, all the security guards looked at each other in dismay. What the hell! Boss Yang was usually smiling. They didn't expect him to be such a ruthless person!    

    

The spring breeze caressed his face, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all. Even when the guy screamed like a pig being butchered, Boss Yang's movements were not slow at all. What kind of mental strength did he have to achieve this?    

    

"Old... "Boss, this guy can't be dead out of hand, right?"    

    

Although Ma Wensheng was brave, he was still scared to death by Yang Fann. This was not the same as killing someone, he could just close his eyes and stab them with his saber, causing a "pu pu" sound. However, like now, he could not change his expression at all.    

    

Fortunately, the security guards at the scene were all Ma Wensheng's comrades who had been scouts. Even though they had never killed anyone, they had been trained strictly to train their mental fortitude so that they wouldn't be scared by Yang Fann's methods.    

    

"Don't worry, this move is very safe. A person is not that weak. Even if you cut his ribs off, he won't die for a while!"