C47 Black Rose

Night had already shrouded the entire horizon, and the lights on Yellow River Road had long since occupied the vision of pedestrians.

The bright yellow lights made the golden No.307 Entertainment Clubhouse even more luxurious. However, in Faang Yang's eyes, No.307 Entertainment Clubhouse was covered in a faint layer of red.

The wind was still blowing outwards, but the layout of the wind and water was different. The water was flowing towards the inside. Perhaps the owner of Number 307 had invited Geomantic Omen Master to change the Feng Shui. The white fine lines formed a Feng Shui circuit, bypassing two places where Faang Yang saw the light darken last time.

"Being able to bypass those two places, the Geomantic Omen Master that made a move could be considered to have some skill. The wind borrowed the flow of water to make money. When the water flowed back, the wind would slowly change. This is what a casino should have." Faang Yang said to himself.

"No!" Just as Faang Yang was about to look away, he saw a place out of the corner of his eye. His expression suddenly changed, "This is the formation in the middle of the formation!"

The last time Faang Yang saw the Feng Shui layout of No. 307 Entertainment Clubhouse, the wind was blowing out, and the water was flowing out. The Feng Shui circuit was about to be cut off.

This time, it was obvious that the boss of No.307 Entertainment Clubhouse had invited Geomantic Omen Master to change his luck. Although it seemed like his luck was turning around on the surface, he avoided two places where it was dim on the way back. The last place was in the middle of the main entrance of the clubhouse, which could not be avoided. The Geomantic Omen Master that changed luck was also connected, and only then could Fengshui circulate.

But the most important thing was that the people of the 307 Clubhouse had set up a formation in the middle of the formation. At the essential point of the Feng Shui Circuit at the main entrance of the club, they buried something and then cut off the Feng Shui Circuit from this place.

The owner of 307 Clubhouse had invited the gentleman who changed the Feng Shui Circuit to change the formation and connect this point. Feng Shui could be circulated again, and the thing that the people of 307 Clubhouse had buried earlier could now be seen. The blood that Faang Yang had just seen seriously came from the things that had been buried.

Furthermore, along with the flow of Feng Shui, the entire 307 Clubhouse was shrouded in a faint red light. The bloody color filled the air. This was the sign of a bloody catastrophe!

Who was so vicious?

The first layer of the array formation was to make the 307 Clubhouse's owner bankrupt. If someone changed the Feng Shui layout and wanted to break the first layer of the array formation, then what followed was an even more vicious bloody light that would take one's life.

Suddenly, the spirit energy in Faang Yang's Dantian began to surge. It was as if he had met a natural enemy and wanted to rush out of his body with all his might. Roaring like a wild beast, Faang Yang hurriedly circulated the Geomantic Omen Fate Repairing Arts, and suppressed the violent spiritual energy in his body. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. He let out a long breath.

He raised his head and looked at the trace of bloody light that flashed in the Wind and Water Circuit of 307 Club.

What the hell is this thing?

Ever since he started cultivating the Geomantic Omen Fate Repairing Arts, he had never felt the spiritual energy in his body go out of control. This thing was really strange. It was no worse than the nail he got from Shen Furong's house that could deal with the phantom golden dragon.

"Damn! Why is Mr. Qu here?!" Faang Yang saw the car parked beside him. It was Qu Yan's car. It was Qu Yan who sent him, Han Xueqing, and Lee Anqi back that night.

"No, this is a dangerous place. Mr. Qu will be affected by this formation if he is here." Faang Yang parked the car by the side of the road and walked to No.307 Clubhouse.

"Welcome, sir!" Seeing Faang Yang walk over, the two young Welcome Miss at the entrance of the clubhouse bowed and said.

Faang Yang nodded slightly and looked at the two Welcome Miss's faces. Welcome Miss, who could make a high-class clubhouse like 307, naturally had excellent looks. The two little girls were about 20 years old. She had a beautiful face, but there was a faint flush on her skin like after exercising. Faang Yang knew that this was due to the influence of Feng Shui.

After entering the club, Faang Yang kept circulating the Geomantic Omen Eye. He could see that there was a trace of red light circulating everywhere in the club.

Not long after he entered, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Faang Yang's forehead. The spirit energy in his body began to surge again.

The 307 clubhouse occupied a large area. Only by walking through the magnificent hall could one enter the inner court.

Looking up, there was a huge manor inside. There were no tall buildings inside the manor. There were only three or four stories of ancient buildings. Even the elevator doors were two red lacquered wooden doors.

Faang Yang did not stop. He went straight to the place he came from the last time.

"Bang!"

Just as he walked out of the elevator, he heard a gunshot. After that, there was a brief moment of chaos.

Then, a man in a black suit opened the door and rushed towards the elevator, "Get lost!"

Faang Yang just happened to be standing at the door of the elevator and did not have time to make way. The man raised his gun and pointed it at Faang Yang. "You're courting death!"

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, Faang Yang immediately circulated his spiritual energy. The man's movement suddenly became unusually slow in Faang Yang's eyes. Although Faang Yang had broken through to the early yellow rank, the Golden Eye could increase Faang Yang's reaction speed by five times. But the speed of the bullets was too fast. At such a close distance... Faang Yang tried his best to dodge to the side, but the bullet still grazed his left arm.

"Hiss!"

A heart-piercing pain came from his arm, and not only did Faang Yang suck in a breath of cold air, luckily he reacted fast enough, if Faang Yang had hesitated for a second just now... The spear had hit his body. Faang Yang felt a lingering fear in his heart. Cold sweat trickled down his face.

After that, he slowly became angry again, and Faang Yang's fist struck the man's chest like a bolt of lightning.

Faang Yang's body had been modified by the Geomantic Omen Fate Repairing Arts, and his strength had increased by several times. At this moment, he attacked with anger. The man spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Just as Faang Yang was breathing a sigh of relief, the elevator door behind him opened. Five men in black rushed out of the elevator and quickly surrounded Faang Yang.

Two men approached Faang Yang. The man on the left swung his fist at Faang Yang. At the same time, the other man took subtle steps. He quickly moved towards Faang Yang. His raised arm bent slightly and he clenched his fist. He was ready to attack. The two of them were clearly experts who had received professional training.

Although the two men were strong, Faang Yang, who was cultivating the Geomantic Omen Fate Repairing Arts, had just broken through to the early yellow level. With the help of the Eye of Speed, he dodged. He dodged the incoming fist and turned around, hitting the man right in the middle of his waist. He instantly lost his strength.

When the other person saw that his companion was instantly restrained, he stopped his steps and bent down to sweep his leg. The remaining three people beside him also flashed and joined the battle.

He had just narrowly dodged the bullet and his hand was injured again. He also had to divert his attention to suppress the violent Spiritual Qi in his body. Faang Yang was unable to dodge at that moment and barely dodged the four people's pincer attack.

But in the next moment, Faang Yang's body froze and did not move.

Because three more men in black had appeared at the elevator entrance. At this moment, three pistols were pointing at him.

"Be honest and come with us." The leading man said coldly. As he spoke, the other two men in black had already placed their guns on his waist.

Faang Yang held his left hand, which had been scratched by a bullet, and followed the man into the elevator.

The rest of the people picked up the handguns that had fallen to the ground, picked up the unconscious man, and followed behind him. Apart from Small Building, Faang Yang was brought to an independent courtyard in the depths of the manor. The surrounding trees were surrounded by trees. If one didn't look carefully, one wouldn't be able to notice that there was a house here.

In the courtyard, there were fake mountains and flowing water, a pavilion, and a three-story ancient Small Building behind it.

At this moment, in the pavilion, there was a Tang costume Old Man sitting in front of a stone table. In front of him was an iPad, and the iPad was the scene of the casino's entrance. The guests of the casino formed a circle in front of the elevator, and there were traces of blood on the ground beside them. It was left behind when Faang Yang's arm was scratched by a bullet.

At this moment, there were several Croupier and the bodyguards in black consoling the crowd.

"Steward Tang, the people are all here." The leader of the men in black said respectfully.

"Go and clean up the mess, you guys go." Old Man waved his hand and said calmly.

"But..." The black-clothed man glanced at Faang Yang. This guy was very strong. Then he thought of the scariness of the chief steward who looked like an old man in a Tang suit. He swallowed his words and bowed slightly. He waved to the surrounding people.

For a moment, only General Manager Tang and Faang Yang were left in the courtyard, as well as the unconscious spear-wielding man lying on the ground.

"Hehehehe."

The sound of high heels could be heard, as if they were stepping on the rhythm, neither too fast nor too slow.

Faang Yang looked up and saw a slim figure in front of him. Her black skirt swayed in the wind, and she wore a small black suit, with a black rose in front of her.