The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Chapter 376 Feng Daishan’s Viciousness

This guy really doesn't know how to live or die. Even if he wants to keep a low profile, if he sees someone dare to touch Zhong Ling, Jiang Fan wants to kill him.

Zhong Ling, who was standing by, felt as if she had eaten honey when she heard this. Although Jiang Fan's words "my people" did not mean what she thought, she could not help but think about it.

Feng Daishan came back to his senses and looked at Jiang Fan viciously. His mouth was full of blood. When Jiang Fan hit him just now, his mouth hit the ground and was broken.

"Boy...you...you actually dare to hit me, you...are looking for..." He opened his mouth to threaten, but as soon as he said this, Jiang Fan slapped him in the face.

"What's wrong with hitting you? If you say another word of nonsense, I will send you to hell!" Jiang Fan looked at Feng Daishan coldly and slapped him again.

With Jiang Fan attacking from both sides, Feng Daishan didn't even have a chance to speak before he was beaten into a pig's head.

His four guards struggled to get up and were about to rush over to help, but Zhong Ling kicked them.

The four guards couldn't even withstand one attack from Zhong Ling and were kicked away again by Zhong Ling.

Feng Daishan on the ground saw this scene, and his eyes were filled with fear when he looked at Jiang Fan. He no longer had the courage to say anything harsh.

He couldn't win the fight, and this was not their Gufeng tribe, but no one would stand up for him. At most, they would come to mediate.

As long as Jiang Fan doesn't beat him to death, his plan to get beaten up will be in vain.

"Are you behaving well?" Jiang Fan patted Feng Daishan's head and said coldly.

He really wanted to kill this guy on the spot, but if he did that, the people from the Wangshu tribe would probably have to come and take care of things.

He can escape by himself, but Qing Yucheng and the other three will be in trouble!

However, he was not in a hurry. In his eyes, this guy was already dead. As long as there was a chance, he didn't mind killing him!

Feng Daishan met Jiang Fan's cold gaze and nodded instinctively out of fear. How could he not behave? If he didn't behave, he would probably get a beating on the face.

I didn’t see any of the people from the Wangshu tribe around them seeing them fighting, and no one even came to try to stop them.

He knew that the people of the Wangshu tribe did it on purpose, because they had allied with the Fengnan tribe, and the Wangshu tribe did not drive them out because they were fellow Nanyue people.

Jiang Fan patted his head and said calmly: "Be good, that's good... Remember, the person who beat you is Jiang Fuguang from the Qinghe Department. If you want revenge, you can come to me..."

As soon as he said this, Feng Daishan lowered his head quickly, his eyes full of hatred. He remembered Jiang Fan.

However, he didn't know that Jiang Fan didn't tell him the name casually, but because he wanted this guy to come for revenge. Otherwise, how could he kill people? !

"Let's go...it's time for us to report!" Jiang Fan turned to look at Qing Yucheng, Qing Lingxiu and the other three who had a look of astonishment on their faces, and said lightly.

The four of them came back to their senses, and Qing Yucheng was full of admiration. He had never felt so happy before, even though he and Feng Daishan had conflicts, they were just enough.

After all, Feng Daishan is the young master of the Gufeng tribe. If he goes too far, there will probably be a fierce conflict between them and the Gufeng tribe.

Today, seeing Feng Daishan being beaten like this by Jiang Fan, he had the urge to step forward and help.

As for Jiang Fan taking advantage of his and the Qing tribe's reputation, he was not worried. Even if the Gufeng tribe wanted to retaliate at that time, would they still have a chance?

Jiang Fan came here to join forces with the Wangshu Tribe. Once Jiang Fan succeeds, they and the Qing Tribe will definitely join Jiang Fan's camp.

By then, it's hard to say who will cause trouble for whom.

Qing Lingxiu looked at Jiang Fan with stars in her eyes. Which girl would not like such a domineering man? No one knew what she was thinking about, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face.

Soon, the group left the place.

At this time, the four guards under Feng Daishan finally caught their breath, and hurried forward to help Feng Daishan, who was sitting there with tears of grievance on his face.

Feng Daishan looked at Jiang Fan and his group leaving, his eyes full of resentment, but he also felt extremely aggrieved. Damn it, how could he be beaten up, and his handsome face was beaten into a pig's head.

"Hmph... Jiang Fuguang from the Heqing Department? Very well, just wait for me. If I don't tear you into pieces, I won't be called Feng Daishan!"

This guy didn't know that Jiang Fan was not from the Heqing tribe. After all, there were at least thousands of people in the Heqing tribe, and he couldn't possibly know everyone.

Jiang Fan claimed to be from the Heqing tribe and was with Qing Yucheng and his sister, so he was sure that Jiang Fan was from the Heqing tribe.

"Let's go... follow him, we'll find a chance to kill this guy at night!" Feng Daishan stood up and said in a cold voice.

The four guards' faces changed slightly when they heard this. One of them said, "Young Master, the guards around that kid are too strong. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to take action!"

"Hmph... So what if his guards are powerful? It's easy to dodge a spear but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark! We can act secretly and borrow some men from the Little Saint King. There's no doubt that we won't be able to kill him!" Feng Daishan snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.

"By the way, I want the female nurse alive, and Qing Lingxiu alive too. The rest, just kill them all!"

The guard looked embarrassed when he heard this.

"But this is the Wangshu tribe after all, young master. We can injure them, but if we kill someone and this gets out, we'll be in trouble! The Wangshu tribe is not so easy to deal with."

Hearing this, Feng Daishan looked at the guard coldly, and said with a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "No matter how difficult it is to deal with the Wangshu tribe, we are working for the Little Saint King. With the Little Saint King here, why should we be afraid of the Wangshu tribe?"

Upon hearing this, the four guards immediately fell silent.

Although the Wangshu tribe is not easy to talk to, they are still very wary of Fengnan, who is now the number one tribe in South Vietnam.

Even if they killed unimportant people, they would just make a fuss and then let it go.

After all, they had killed so many people from small tribes and taken away so many people's chances of being chosen as sons-in-law along the way. As long as they were disobedient, they would not give them any chance to survive.

Several people from the Heqing tribe reached the Wangshu tribe alive. Regardless of whether the other party had the ability or not, in order to ensure that the Little Saint King would not have any resistance, these people had to die.

As Feng Daishan left, some of the people from the Wangshu tribe who were watching the excitement not far away turned around and left, heading towards Dongluan.

Soon, the man came to one of the wooden houses, and after reporting, he walked in.

This person came into the house and spoke to an old man who was sitting with his back to the door:

"Great Elder, just now the people of Gufeng tribe and Heqing tribe had a conflict in Xiluan, and the people of Heqing tribe beat Feng Daishan! It seems that Feng Daishan is afraid that he will harm the people of Heqing tribe tonight?"