Just when the assistant was very nervous, Shiqi's eyes were full of colors and became extremely gorgeous.

Her steps became extremely light and she actually rushed over at a faster speed.

The assistant almost didn't fall off his chin, and he was completely shocked. The little girl was reluctant just now, coaxing her over like coaxing her aunt.

Why did he pounce on this lazy boy after seeing him?

Shiqi ran straight over. In the days without Wu Fan, a month seemed to have experienced a century.

She could only forget Wu Fan through hard work. She also knew that Wu Fan was very busy and she did not send any WeChat messages to Wu Fan.

Wu Fan was waiting for her here, but she was still the same as before, without any change.

She ran directly over. In her mind, Wu Fan was the King of Western Chu. If Wu Fan encountered any danger and needed her to commit suicide, she would ask herself without hesitation.

However, Wu Fan's image is far from the image of the King of Western Chu in the movie, otherwise Director Chandler would have asked Wu Fan to play this character.

They hugged each other tightly, they didn't speak, and they looked at each other.

The assistant didn't want to treat it as a light bulb. He walked away very tactfully, but he came back faster and was kicked away by the opponent who came from nowhere.

He followed six or seven people fiercely, holding iron sticks in his hands.

The person who walked the last one was the fat man Zeng Dawei just now.

He looks to have a medium figure and a national face. But in fact, his figure is not a medium figure. The shoes he wears are height-enhancing shoes, and they are the kind that increases by 12 cm. There is a dark sole inside the shoes, which is also a high-tech product.

At this time, Zeng Dawei's face had turned pale, as if he had never suffered such great humiliation. The young man actually calmed him down. The so-called black card was just a street stall product.

The boy did not lie, 1,000 times the money.

Because his card only costs 100 yuan, just 100,000 yuan is 1,000 times that of 100.

He thought he was so valuable, so he gave Wu Fan 100,000 yuan and asked Wu Fan to leave. Wu Fan gave him 1,000 times, but this 1,000 times is not 1,000 times the 10,000 times the 100,000 yuan, but 100,000 yuan is 1,000 times the 1,000 yuan is 1,000 times the 1,000 yuan given to him.

What made him even more angry was that the girl actually threw herself into the arms of the lazy boy.

Is that woman so cheap? I would rather lie in a card with only 100 yuan in D-Si than be with a powerful person like myself, who can hold him to heaven.

Wu Fan gently stretched out one leg, and the leg gently bounced the assistant's waist, and his body stopped in place in an instant.

Otherwise he would be thrown into a very bad situation.

The flying force and inertial impulse can generate thousands of pounds of force in an instant. Wu Fan just moved his toes and gently caught the man. This was simply incredible.

"Strip that kid's legs and beat me to death, leaving no one left." Zeng Dawei said, gritting his teeth fiercely. He rarely gets angry to this level.

As a big villain, he is not as easy to lose his temper as a small person. He will have a deep sense of confusion, but in front of Wu Fan, he can no longer hold it back.

He had never suffered such a great humiliation. He was only worth 100 yuan. He almost bowed to him. He thought he was a child of the Ma family in Beijing and had great energy, so he chose to compromise with him in front of his subordinates. Moreover, his zodiac sign was very eye-opening.

Even so, he could still tolerate it. When he saw his forbidden corpse on the sloppy boy, he couldn't help it.

The six or seven followers walked over fiercely, and a cold-blooded iron stick like a wolf or a tiger was smashed down.

Shiqi was frightened. He had rarely seen such a barbaric person.

Without saying a word, he rushed over like a wolf or a tiger.

She still has some understanding of Wu Fan. Wu Fan is good at it and should be able to deal with these people easily, but she has to take care of her in Wu Fan's arms. In this case, will Wu Fan be injured?

The first thing Shiqi thought about was not whether she was injured or not, but whether Wu Fan would be really hit by their sticks.

Will their stick really break all Wu Fan's legs?

Sure enough, it was broken, and it was completely broken.

But what was broken was not Wu Fan's legs, but the iron rods in the hands of those boys.

Wu Fan just waved his hand and a black light flashed by.

With a clang, all the thick iron rods of six or seven of them broke.

That was too fast, so only one sound was heard.

They didn't even see clearly what Wu Fan was holding.

"Crack" Just when these people were surprised, Wu Fan waved his hand gently again, and this time it was indeed broken again.

The six people's legs were all broken neatly. They were still standing there, but they couldn't feel where their feet were.

Two seconds later, they fell down collectively.

The cross section of their legs was very smooth, and after another two seconds, blood gushed out.

Wu Fan took back the Momei Sword into the system.

Shiqi didn't see this because one of Wu Fan's hands had already blinded his eyes.

"Baby, be hungry, I'll take you to dinner." Wu Fan said gently, and then he picked up Shu Qi with a princess hug and walked out. Just as if nothing had happened, there was only less than 10 seconds in total.

Unfortunately, Zeng Dawei was not solved.

The legs of the six people were not very big. Because the cutting was very flat, it was completely acceptable with the medical technology in the 26th century. After training, it could even be restored to its original level. Wu Fan just wanted to teach the other party a lesson and did not want these people to become a drag on society.

After more than thirty seconds, Zeng Dawei was still standing there without any rest. At this time, the cold wind was already whizzing all over his body, as if his own legs were gone.

"Beebeep beebeep beebeep beebeep" Zeng Dawei's cell phone rang.

"I'll pick up your legs again the next day. I'm in a good mood today, so forget it!" No matter how stupid the person is at this moment, he knows who sent the text message.

That was that boy, how did he know his out-of-print mobile phone number?

It seems that his identity is indeed much more noble than himself. He has provoked someone he shouldn't be offended and kicked him on the iron plate, thinking about someone he shouldn't be thinking about.

The most terrifying thing in the world is not the face of death, but the sword of Dibilis hanging over his head. I don’t know when he will fall down, but the feeling of death is always the same, which makes people very bad.

Now there is a land, the sword of Billis hung on Zeng Dawei's head, and his cold sweat has moistened his entire clothes.

"Mr. Zeng, you'd better leave. We'll pay for the medical expenses of those under your command." The assistant next to him made the ultimate decision, and he decided to stand on the side of the boy. He did not hesitate to offend the most famous shit-maker in the entertainment industry.

He knew that after offending this toe stick, he would be ruined at most. However, after offending that young man, it was not as simple as being ruined. Instead, he directly lost his life.

Zeng Dawei only felt the situation he was in at this moment. Tomorrow, no, he would escape to Xilu tonight and hide his identity for several months. He would not dare to face the eyes of the young man after the matter was resolved. It was the eyes of the real god of killing. His methods were even more sharp than many masters. He broke 12 legs in a slight wave. That was not something humans could do.

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