As soon as the voice fell, Ji Fan took two steps forward and hit Brother Hao in the face with a straight punch.
This punch was very direct and powerful. Before the fist came, the wind of the punch had already made Brother Hao's flowery coat dance.
Brother Hao was secretly shocked, how could this kid have so much power?
However, Brother Hao was indeed very skilled and his reaction was very quick. But the next moment, he raised one arm and took Ji Fan's fist away, while the other arm struck Ji Fan's chest.
There is defense and offense, and it is done in one go without any sloppiness. It is obvious that it has been practiced proficiently for a long time.
Ji Fan had never really practiced, and it was all random fighting, with no rules to speak of. But he also knew that he had to dodge the opponent's attacks, and he had to attack the holes in the opponent's defense.
On one side of his body, Ji Fan dodged the opponent's punch to the chest, then he kicked his feet, quickly dodged to the side, and punched Brother Hao on the shoulder again.
"It's so fast!" Brother Hao was frightened again. Not to mention that he was injured, even if he wasn't injured, he wouldn't be so fast, and the strength displayed by the other party would be far stronger than his own.
Neither strength nor speed are dominant, and he is still injured. As long as the opponent does not make low-level mistakes, he has almost no chance of winning... Realizing this, Brother Hao's face finally became a little more solemn.
Ji Fan didn't take any risks and took advantage of his speed to retreat every time he struck, making the opponent tired of guarding.
Of course, Ji Fan did not go all out. After all, he was not proficient in fighting and could not give the opponent a chance to defeat him in one fell swoop.
After fighting for several minutes, neither party got any advantage, but Brother Hao's big flowered gown was soaked through, and Ji Fan didn't even take a breath, obviously he had a lot of energy left.
When he had the upper hand, Ji Fan suddenly stopped. He cupped his fists and said, "Brother Hao is indeed very skilled, but I'm not bad either. We are evenly matched. How about we just call it a draw?"
Brother Hao rolled his eyes, and then said with a smile: "Let's call it a tie!"
"How can it be considered a tie? If the fight continues, you will definitely win!"
Yang Huiyun seemed not satisfied with the result, she reminded Ji Fan.
"Brother Hao is brave. He just let me down on purpose. How could I expect to win?"
Ji Fan said loudly on purpose.
"Haha, brother, you have a bad temper with me."
Brother Hao laughed and secretly thought that this boy was very witty and good at talking. He then put his arm on Ji Fan's shoulders and said to the lean Brother Zhao: "Here, light a cigarette for my brother."
Brother Zhao looked in disbelief, but he quickly took out a cigarette and sent it to Ji Fan. When Ji Fan held it in his mouth, he obediently took out a lighter and lit the cigarette.
"Brother, I'm older than you. Even if it's a draw, I lose. So we won't come here to make trouble again, and I won't steal girls from you."
Brother Hao pointed to the barbecue stall on the side and said generously: "Let's go, I'll treat my brother to a few drinks."
"Thank you, Brother Hao." Ji Fan said politely.
At that moment, Ji Fan and Brother Hao came to the barbecue stall not far away and found a seat to sit down.
As for Yang Huiyun, she naturally followed and sat next to Ji Fan.
Kang Ze didn't like this atmosphere, so he said goodbye to Yang Huiyun and drove away.
Those four little gangsters didn't even want to leave, so they also sat around.