Chapter 222: Strike first, this is too violent
It was dusk and the lights were already on in the Fan family mansion, which owned the entire Jiexiu South City area.
The real helmsman of the Fan family, Fan Ming, the father of Fan Yongdou, was sitting on the armchair in the meeting hall with a gloomy face, watching his great-grandson Fan Yuwei playing with three spirit eagles that were less than three months old.
This great-grandson, Fan Yuwei, was the next head of the Fan family whom he had devoted all his efforts to train.
Fan Yuwei had six brothers, all of whom were grandsons of Fan Yongdou.
Perhaps due to their luck, Fan Yongdou's six grandsons all have evil looks.
Among them, the eldest grandson Fan Yuwei was the most important.
This eldest grandson possesses extraordinary talent. Now, even before he is thirteen years old, he has already cultivated to the initial fourth level of martial arts!
Moreover, this guy is a man of both civil and military talents and has great foresight. At a young age, he has put forward many suggestions that are beneficial to the family.
After discussion by the family elders, it was decided that as soon as Fan Yuwei came of age, the power of the family would be slowly transferred to him.
"Acai, has there been no news from Yongdou yet?"
Fan Ming said to the chief steward Fan Maocai in a cold tone.
The chief steward Fan Maocai can be said to be the representative figure of those who have had bad luck recently.
Both of his sons died at the hands of Li Dingguo. It was so tragic!
Although there is no evidence to identify Li Dingguo as the murderer of his eldest son Fan Defu, he has confirmed through the large number of people he has sent out that his third son Fan Debiao died at the hands of Li Dingguo's group of petty thieves in a battle at Lijiabao.
I guess even Li Dingguo didn’t know that among the enemies who were slaughtered at that time, there was a talented core member of the Fan family.
As for the disappearance of the eldest son Fan Defu, it must be related to Li Dingguo's group of petty thieves.
If we were to ask who in this world hates Li Dingguo the most, Fan Maocai would definitely be at the top of the list.
Fortunately, he has a second son who has excellent martial arts talent and is now the chief manager in Denglai area of Shandong.
He also has two grandsons whose qualifications are also very good, not much worse than his two gifted sons.
Although Fan Maocai had long wanted to kill Li Dingguo's group of petty thieves, he had to endure it temporarily in order not to affect the overall plan of the Fan family.
It was originally thought that this time the head of the family, Fan Yongdou, would lead more than a hundred core servants and guards of the family, as well as the family's spiritual bird king, the Black Eagle, to the grassland to do business. By the way, he would spend a huge price to lure the two remaining Chahar tribes to the south, and wipe out Li Dingguo's group of petty thieves in one fell swoop.
But no one expected that this time even Fan Yongdou and his group were completely missing!
Now, half a year has passed since Fan Yongdou and his group left the country to go to the prairie to do business, but there is still no news.
Fan Yongdou, who carried with him a black eagle, the king of spiritual birds, was in such a situation. There was no need to think too much about it. He was in great danger and had most likely been killed.
"Old master."
Hearing the question from Fan Ming, the great master of the Fan family, Fan Maocai hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and reported, "I have sent two elite family warriors to the two remaining Chahar tribes on the prairie to investigate the specific situation."
"According to the time, three months have passed. I believe they will come back soon."
"but……"
Fan Maocai expressed his guess, "But they have sent a letter via spirit pigeon, stating that the head of the family and his party have indeed reached a trade agreement with the two Mongolian Tartars, and that they had marched south with 20,000 elite troops from each of the two large tribes a few months ago."
"Although we haven't found out the specific situation of these people, I think something must have happened."
"The latest news will probably be reported back soon."
"I guess that the murder of the master and his men on this trip was most likely related to Li Dingguo's gang of petty thieves."
"That group of petty thieves has been out of the country since they were formed. They have grown from nothing to something. Logically, they cannot be a match for the 40,000 elite Tartar cavalry."
"The head of the family and his companions are accompanied by more than a dozen martial arts level 4 masters, and they are also accompanied by Big Black Hawk, so there shouldn't be any chance of anything going wrong."
"Even if he encounters danger, with the patriarch's steady character, he will definitely escape from danger in time. Let's go first."
This is also the biggest doubt.
No matter how Fan Maocai guessed, he couldn't figure out the reason.
According to the large amount of intelligence that the Fan family had collected in the past, it was clear that the petty thieves headed by Li Dingguo were not worth worrying about at all and were not worthy of being brought to the surface.
Among them, the little bandit Li Dingguo had only just started practicing martial arts two years ago under the guidance of Zhang Xianzhong, the bandit chieftain who occupied Dingbian City at the time.
In just less than two years, how could a group of small-time thieves and bandits formed by a group of beggar teenagers be a match for the 40,000 elite Tartar army and the team of masters led by the head of the family?
“Regardless of whether Yongdou and his gang were missing or not, it is urgent to completely eliminate them and root them out!”
Fan Ming said grimly, "I plan to personally ride on the family's spiritual eagle and go outside the Great Wall to find out the details of Li Dingguo's group of petty thieves."
"If they really have hidden their strength, or if they are already too powerful to be controlled, we must immediately send a message to Wen Cheng in Liaodong and ask him to ask Huang Taiji, the ruler of the Later Jin Dynasty, to send a main force westward to completely eliminate Li Dingguo's petty thieves!"
"My son is dead. No matter what, all of Li Dingguo's gang of petty thieves must be buried with Yongdou!"
Fan Ming is feeling very regretful now.
If he had known that this situation would happen, he would never have agreed to let Fan Yongdou lead his men out in person.
Fan Yongdou was his most outstanding son. Except for his cultivation level, he surpassed his father in all aspects. In a short period of time, he developed the Fan family into a prosperous business.
Who would have thought that he would encounter an unexpected incident when he casually went out to do some business?
"Yes, old patriarch!"
Fan Maocai agreed respectfully.
He then thought of something and said to Fan Ming, "Old Patriarch, since we have to ask the elite troops of the Later Jin clan to take action anyway, it would be better to send a message directly to Wen Cheng in Liaodong. There is no need for you to go to the prairie in person."
"As things stand now, it is basically confirmed that the family head and his men have met with an accident."
"As long as we ask the elite troops of the Later Jin clan to take action and wipe out Li Dingguo's group of petty thieves, and let them go to the west near the Great Salt Lake and wipe out the two remaining Chahar tribes, we should be able to avenge the family head and his people."
Fan Maocai was now extremely angry, and he wished he could wipe out Li Dingguo's gang of petty thieves immediately and completely, without wanting to wait even a moment.
His suggestion was very good. There was no need for the old patriarch Fan Ming to make another trip to the prairie in person.
Anyway, as long as all suspected enemies are eradicated, revenge will naturally be achieved. There is no need to continue to do unnecessary things just to gain peace of mind.
The incident involving the head of the family, Fan Yongdou, has already made the core members of the Fan family uneasy.
If something happens to the old patriarch Fan Ming again, the Fan family’s sky will collapse!
This is not Fan Maocai's fantasy, but in this magical world, anything can happen.
"Well, Maocai, what you said makes sense..."
Fan Ming became more and more afraid of death as he got older. When he heard what the butler said, he hesitated for a moment.
At this moment, he seemed to sense something, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes. He stood up abruptly and looked towards the entrance of the conference hall!
“Bang!”…
At this moment, the huge copper-clad wooden door at the main entrance of the hall made a loud noise and was instantly blown up by an exaggeratedly shaped hammer!
As the smoke and dust rose, a figure holding a pair of exaggerated hammers rushed in! Behind this figure, several cold rays flashed, and several magic weapon arrows attacked like lightning, immediately piercing the eyebrows of the brothers Fan Yuwei and Fan Yuhui who were playing in the hall, as well as the two eldest grandsons of the butler, and nailed them directly to the ground!
"No!"
"Yu-tzu!"
"Yuhua!"
There was a sudden change, and in an instant, before Fan Ming had time to react, he saw his two most beloved great-grandsons shot to death by the enemy's sharp arrows. He was stunned and couldn't help but cry out in grief!
Having just tragically lost his son Fan Yongdou, and now seeing his two most outstanding great-grandchildren die right in front of him, Fan Ming could no longer hold back the grief and anger in his heart, and he raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"Die, old dog!"
Wan'er was the first to rush into the meeting hall of the Fan family's main residence. Before she arrived, a huge white tiger image as real as a real thing had already flashed in the air and pounced in front of Fan Ming, and one of its sharp claws went straight to slap him on the head!
Almost at the same time, Wan'er held her own magic weapon, the Leigu Weng Jinchui, and then flashed in front of Fan Ming, holding up a pair of exaggerated big hammers, and smashed down on the opponent without thinking!
At this time, another figure flashed into the meeting hall.
The person who came was Hongmei.
The third-grade top-grade magical bow and arrow in her hand was used to shoot several consecutive arrows, killing several young men from the Fan family in the hall on the spot. She then put the bow and arrow back on her back, and with a thought, the third-grade top-grade magical spear in her hand flashed out!
"Thunderstorm!"
"Old man, die!"
She used the most powerful killing move of Thunder Gun Technique at the first moment, covering the butler Fan Maocai in front of her from head to toe!
This Fan Maocai is one of the two remaining masters of the Fan family who have reached the fifth level of martial arts, besides Fan Ming.
There is another clan master, Fan Li, the patriarch of the Fan family. He usually lives in seclusion in the backyard of the main house of the Fan family, accompanied by several spiritual birds, the black eagles.
At this time, Li Dingguo and the golden eagle sensed Fan Li's presence in time and went to deal with him and the remaining few fourth-level spiritual birds, the black eagles.
This is also the reason why Li Dingguo and the golden eagle did not appear here.
Those big black eagles are the primary targets of this trip.
If even one of them is allowed to escape, it will pose a huge threat to the Renaissance Army in the future.
The patriarch of the Fan family who lived in seclusion in the large house in the backyard was not mentioned in the intelligence.
He actually reached the middle fifth level of martial arts, which was one level higher than Li Dingguo!
This kind of extremely wealthy merchant family is indeed not as simple as it seems.
"Oh!"
"puff!"
Faced with the violent attack launched by Wan'er, Fan Ming was caught off guard and only had time to dodge the attack of the White Tiger Dharma Image, but was hit by a pair of Lei Gu Weng golden hammers weighing 20,000 pounds, which fell on his body's protective qi and knocked him away on the spot!
Even Fan Ming, a veteran martial arts master at the initial fifth level, could not withstand such an extremely heavy force!
His body was hit by the sledgehammer, and as he flew backwards in the air, he couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of blood from his mouth!
"Come again!"
"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique! I'll smash you to death!"
Wan'er saw that her surprise attack was successful. After one round, the opponent was already seriously injured and vomiting blood. So she refused to show mercy and quickly followed up. The two big hammers continued to fly backwards in the air like a wild wind, smashing down the opponent's uncontrolled body again and again!
“Bang!”…
Fan Ming, who had not yet recovered his breath, was hit so hard by the sledgehammer that he was a little out of breath. He completely lost control of his body and was hit one after another by Wan'er's pair of sledgehammers!
"Pfft!"
Not to mention that he was a master in the early fifth level of martial arts, even a master in the middle fifth level would not be able to withstand Wan'er's violent bombardment without time to fight back!
Anyone would not be able to bear being hit by a pair of such heavy hammers repeatedly.
After being hit by more than ten hammers in a row, Fan Ming's body protective energy could no longer hold and shattered immediately!
"No!"
As he continued to spit out blood and was thrown backwards in the air, he once again watched the pair of huge hammers fiercely smash into his body that had lost the protection of his internal energy!
He only had time to let out a scream of horror before his white-haired head was blown to pieces by the oncoming sledgehammer!
"Oh!"
Fan Ming could never have imagined that one day he would be beaten to death by a little girl!
"nausea!"
After Wan'er launched a series of critical hits, she blew up the opponent and quickly dodged the blood mist that was spurting out. She then continued to strike with a hammer, blowing up the opponent's headless body in mid-air again, turning it into a blood mist that scattered in the distance.
"Humph!"
"A mere old man, you still want to make trouble?"
"Now you finally understand how powerful I am, right?"
Wan'er was extremely excited after killing a great master in the early fifth level of martial arts for the first time. She muttered a few words and turned to look at another old man who was fighting with Hongmei.
"Sister Hongmei, let me help you!"
Seeing that the two were evenly matched, Wan'er shouted loudly, leaped up, and arrived in front of Fan Mansion's butler Fan Maocai. She swung the Leiguwengjin hammer in her hands like a pair of big windmills and smashed it down on the opponent without thinking!
In terms of combat power, Wan'er, who possesses top-level natural supernatural power, is far superior to Hongmei.
But Hongmei also has strengths that Wan'er cannot match, that is, in terms of intelligence and mind, she is more than one level higher than Wan'er.
Each of them has his own strengths.
With the two of them joining forces, how could Fan Maocai hold on?
Originally evenly matched with Hongmei, the balance was immediately broken.
After just a few rounds, he was hit by Wan'er's hammer and was immediately knocked backwards!
The vaguely similar scene appeared again!
How could Wan'er, who had extensive experience in beating up people when they were down, be polite?
Just like how she dealt with Fan Ming before, she leaped up and caught up with the opponent's body that had lost control, and bombarded him continuously with a pair of Lei Gu Wan Jin Hammers.
In just a moment, the butler Fan Maocai, like Fan Ming, was flying backwards in the air and vomiting blood, without any ability to fight back.
First, his protective qi was destroyed, and then a pair of golden hammers came one after another, which blew up his head and body, turning him into a blood mist that scattered on the ground.
Like Fan Ming, Fan Maocai could not believe until his death that, as a fifth-ranked martial arts master, he would one day be beaten to death by a little girl who suddenly showed up at his doorstep!
This is truly a case of death without a complete body. After death, not even a piece of complete flesh and bones can be found.
It can be said that the death was tragic.
I guess no one could have died more miserably than these two.
(End of this chapter)
