There was no saving him anymore …

Black Tiger Gang.

He was once a disciple of a martial arts sect, but because of his violent temper, he injured his fellow sect members and was expelled from the sect. Only then did he return to his hometown, Jiang Yin City, and rely on punches and kicks to beat up the huge Black Tiger Gang.

To him, the Black Tiger Gang was his mountain, and his position in the Black Tiger Gang was equivalent to an emperor. No one dared to disobey him, and those who dared disobey were all beaten to death by his five hundred jin fist.

In the martial world, a strength of 500 Jin was considered as one of the best warriors. In the entire Jiangyin City, except from the Heaven Shaking Martial Arts School's Niu Dazhuang, no one was a match for the Left Army.

Today, the left side of the army finally sat down in the main hall with a gloomy expression. The backbone of the Black Tiger Gang stood to either side in silence.

Below the Left Army, there was Zuo Fei's corpse. Other than Zuo Fei's corpse, there were also the few subordinates that Zuo Fei brought out today. They were still alive when Ning Qi fell on the ground, but they had already died when he was carried back to the Black Tiger Gang.

A fist of two thousand kilograms, to an ordinary practitioner, was as terrifying as being stomped on by a giant boulder. An ordinary practitioner's bones and muscles would not be able to withstand such an attack!

Although Zuo Fei's talent in martial arts is not as good as mine, he has more experience in managing the Black Tiger Gang than I did before. He has brains, and if nothing goes wrong, in seven or eight years, the position of Black Tiger Gang Leader will be passed on to him.

The Left Army slowly spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse.

The crowd subconsciously held their breaths.

"After so many years, I am the only son. Why would I meet his corpse here today?"

The left flanked the elites of the Black Tiger Gang. "Who can answer me? Could it be that my Black Tiger Gang has already become an unranked power in Jiang Yin City, capable of killing anyone and killing even the young master? "

"Sect, Sect Master, Young Master has brought someone with him to the Violet Palace Realm this time, we do know about what we are waiting for. We just think that there are no martial artists in the Violet Palace Realm, and together with the Jiang Tian Tree, the Young Master has brought a few experts with him, so it is only right that we aren't in any danger …"

An old man lightly sighed, stood up and cupped his fists as he spoke.

He knew that the Left Army was talking to him because he was Black Tiger Gang's Grand Master, who was also the core member. The Master took care of Zuo Fei's daily activities outside, and this was the mission that the Left Army had specifically given him.

Now that Zuo Fei had died in the Violet Palace, as the Grand Master, he naturally couldn't let go of the blame!

"Master Fang, you've been in my Black Tiger Gang for many years, right?"

Only then did the left wing give a faint smile.

Mistress Fang's body trembled slightly as she kneeled on the ground and hurriedly said:

"Please spare my life, please spare my life, please spare my life, please spare my life! That new Young Master of the Violet Palace is actually a medium strength expert! According to the information we've gathered, this Young Master is only a weak scholar.

"You don't think of it?"

Only then did Zuo Jun walk up to Master Fang, looking down at him condescendingly. "The Young Master died because you couldn't have imagined it."

Master Fang's trembling became even more intense. The pressure from Zuo Jun's body was just too much. She was afraid that he would kill her with a single palm strike at any moment, so her face paled.

Those core members of the clan who usually had a good relationship with him were all looking straight into their eyes and noses, not daring to plead on behalf of Master Fang.

"Sect Leader, I …"

Bang!

Master Fang had just opened his mouth when Zuo Jun's palm struck the top of her head. Five hundred pounds of force broke Master Fang's neck. Master Fang's body collapsed to the ground, completely motionless. She was obviously dead.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air as the main hall became even quieter.

"Send someone to the countryside and bring this Young Master Ning's family over to the Black Tiger Gang, then help me invite this Young Master Ning over to the Violet Palace."

Zuo Jun then said with an indifferent tone.

"Sect Leader, the Ning Residence used to be a large clan as well. If we …"

Someone hesitated for a moment before speaking in embarrassment.

"Great clan? Patriarch Ning's entire family has been exterminated. He was able to survive because he had no relation to the main branch and did not put the main branch in his eyes, which is why he has survived until now. Do you think those ghosts who were exterminated by the family will come to take revenge on us? "

Zuo Jun then said with an indifferent tone.

"No, that's not it …"

That person immediately no longer dared to speak.

After a short while, someone asked, "Sect Master, should we bring everyone from the Ning family?"

"Naturally."

Zuo Jun smiled, "My son's life is extremely precious, and I can't suppress the anger in my heart without using the life of his entire Ning family. Besides that, help me ask about the recent situation in the Violet Palace.

A flash of astonishment appeared in the eyes of everyone. To them, the Violet Palace was like a skinny camel that was bigger than a horse. Although the Black Tiger Gang had been in operation for many years and was quite successful in Jiangyin City, it was still far from being comparable to this kind of wealthy family.

They only felt that because of Zuo Fei's death, Zuo Jun had already lost his mind from rage, and actually intended to make a move on the Violet Palace Realm.

Normally speaking, she would have tried to persuade him otherwise, but since he was already dead, they weren't so stupid as to try and persuade him at this point. Anyone who did so would definitely die!

At the same time.

In the Jiang Yin City's Jiang Family residence, the cries of the large group of women were earth-shattering. The head of the Jiang Family, Jiang Tian's father, was standing beside the bed with an ugly expression on his face. Behind him was a large group of Jiang Yin City's Jiang Family members.

Jiang Tian was groaning in pain, a doctor was examining his legs, but when the doctor touched it, Jiang Tian would let out a howl and curse at the doctor.

"Doctor Pei, don't mind him. My son is currently delirious, and I wonder how is his injury?" How long will it take for you to recover? "

Jiang Posha said in a heavy voice.

"Old master Jiang, your young master's legs …"

Doctor Pei stood up with a conflicted expression.

"Please speak your mind, Doctor Pei. I can handle it."

Jiang Posha's expression changed slightly.

The few howling women subconsciously stopped, and looked over at Doctor Pei, out of which, Jiang Tian was the one who cared the most about his legs. He stared at Doctor Pei, hoping to hear some good news from him!

"Young master's legs …" There's no hope for you. Even if you reconnect them, you won't be able to walk in the future. "

Doctor Pei gritted his teeth and said.

"What?"

Jiang Posha and the rest were all stunned.

Jiang Tian was startled, and then he shouted out with extreme hatred: "Ning Qi, I want you to die a horrible death!"