At this time, Ye Fan's murderous eyes were staring at Zhang Zijie, but looking at him, he was not even seriously injured, not to mention that he was seriously injured.
No...No! He...why is he okay? Logically speaking! He fought with Master Huang, and he would be injured even if he didn't die?
Zhang Zijie was so scared by his eyes that he took a few steps back, and asked with a trembling mouth: "Ye...Ye Fan, why are you okay? Oh! I understand, you
...You didn't dare to fight last night, did you become a turtle?"
"Bang!"
As a result, the next second, Ye Fan slapped him mercilessly, making Zhang Zijie dizzy and starry-eyed!
"Who do you think is the turtle shrunk?" Ye Fan asked indifferently.
"You...you dare to hit me?"
Zhang Zijie covered his swollen right hand and shouted angrily.
"You cursed me early in the morning and called me a turtle with a head-shrinking? Haha! If I don't hit you, will you still keep it for the New Year?"
Finished!
Ye Fan kicked Zhang Zijie in the abdomen, kicked him away four or five meters away, and then hit the wall with a "bang" and fell to the ground.
"My last name is Ye, you...puff!puff!"
At this time, Zhang Zijie climbed up from the ground with difficulty. He was just about to speak, but the next second, he felt a sweet throat and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
"You...you bastard, you dare to attack me! You are looking for death! Without the help of the Zhang family, Master Huang will definitely kill you!" Zhang Zijie roared at Ye Fan with all his strength.
He came to help with kindness, but Ye Fan took action without saying a word.
Is this considered a ruthless person and not talking much?
Ye Fan lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out the smoke.
"call!"
Under the smoke, Ye Fan looked at Zhang Zijie lightly and said with a smile: "Zhang Zijie, my woman is right, you are really sick! You don't know who is lying in the hospital now, and you still
If you didn't understand the situation, you came over to make a mess. Did you get your head stuck in the crack in the door? Or was it kicked by a donkey?"
Although Ye Fan's words were not very vicious, they were almost done, and they beat Zhang Zijie half to death.
"You...you said I'm messing around?"
Zhang Zijie was immediately furious.
Ye Fan said coldly: "Isn't it? Haven't you heard that Master Huang was seriously injured by me and had his martial arts trashed?"
"What did you say? Master Huang was ruined by you?"
Zhang Zijie had a shocked expression on his face. Obviously, he never dreamed that Ye Fan's martial arts became so powerful that he could defeat Master Huang and even nullify Master Huang's martial arts.
"Haha, depending on your reaction, you really don't know! You won't ask someone before you come here? Zhang Zijie! Why are you stupid like a pig?"
Ye Fan looked at Zhang Zijie with a stupid look, as if his IQ was in owed.
Zhang Zijie was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He felt that Ye Fan must be bluffing, so he shook his head and said, "Impossible! You have no ability to destroy Master Huang's martial arts! You must be lying to me!"
"Haha! Zhang Zijie, what if what I said is true?" Ye Fan asked with interest.
"If what you said is true! I'll call you... Grandpa!" Zhang Zijie said gritting his teeth, his tone was strong and powerful.
Zhang Zijie was indeed very angry. He had never been ridiculed and humiliated by others so much, so he could not bear it and swears to get his face back.