"Damn it, you're looking for death!" The two young men were furious and were about to rush down to teach Wang Fan a lesson, but they were stopped by Hei Ye with a wave of his hand.
Hei Ye looked at Wang Fan with a cold look in his eyes, "As expected of a young man, he is indeed young and frivolous. However, sometimes it is easy to be too strong. You have to know how to assess the situation."
"Haha." Wang Fan laughed and suddenly became arrogant and domineering, "Of course, if you are young and not frivolous, then you are still called a young man?"
"If you are too strong, it will be easy to break? I am just too strong, what can you do to me? It's really ridiculous to judge the situation. You are worthy of letting me evaluate the situation. Do you have the capital?"
"You invited me here, I am a guest, and I can't sit down? How ridiculous! Master Hei, I respect you, I respect you as a master, if I don't respect you, you are nothing." .??.
"Don't fucking talk nonsense. If you invite me here for anything or what you want to do, just tell me directly and I will take care of it. Don't bring out those frivolous things. It's disgusting."
Wang Fan didn't give Hei Ye any face and started shouting.
He no longer had the patience to waste time here, so it was better to settle the matter early and go home to sleep.
Master Hei obviously didn't have good intentions when he invited him here. The fight would have to start sooner or later anyway, so why should he lower his profile and flatter himself?
"What a Wang Fan, you are really arrogant and domineering." Hei Ye sneered, "Since you are looking for death, then don't blame me for being rude."
"You guys, go greet the distinguished guests." Master Hei pointed at the boxing and kicking men below and gave the order.
Those subordinates had been gearing up for such a long time and wanted to practice their skills for a long time. Now that Master Hei opened his mouth, he hesitated and rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.
"You don't have to show these pieces of rubbish to be embarrassed. They are used as cannon fodder. I say Master Hei, you are still the underground emperor of Jinzhou. Do you have such little strength?"
"How dare you fight with the Wolf King of the Northwest? You are simply overestimating your capabilities and seeking death!"
Wang Fan sneered, dodged, and rushed towards Hei Ye's group of men.
Like a tiger descending from a mountain, it is so powerful!
Listening to Wang Fan's ridicule, Master Hei's nose became angry. Especially when he heard Wang Fan mentioned the Wolf King of the Northwest, he became even more furious.
If he hadn't been this bastard, would he have offended the Wolf King of the Northwest? Besides, even if he, Master Hei, couldn't defeat the Wolf King of the Northwest, would it be your turn?
Although Master Hei knows that he cannot defeat the Wolf King of the Northwest, he still cannot listen to others telling the truth. This is a matter of face.
Wang Fan's move was simply a slap in the face!
In a blink of an eye, Wang Fan had already rushed in front of the boxers.
"A bunch of losers dare to rush in and seek death. How can Yinghuo compete with the bright moon? Next, let me teach you what fist and kick kung fu is!"
Wang Fan said with a sneer, clenched his right fist suddenly, like a bow and arrow, pulled back, and then attacked crazily!
The fist wind surged at this moment, and the momentum was fierce!
Bang!
A punch was thrown out, shocking the world.
A young man screamed, feeling as if he had been hit by a falling meteor from the sky, and flew backwards spitting blood.
There was a series of crackling sounds, and at least ten people behind him were affected, knocked to the ground, and their formation was in chaos.
The young man knocked over a dozen of his companions and hit them hard to the ground. He rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.
"They are really a bunch of cats and dogs. Forget about being useless, they are still embarrassing themselves." Wang Fan sneered, and continued to approach and attack without slowing down.
Bang bang bang bang!
A series of sounds in less than a few seconds
, all the boxers were blown away or kicked into the air.
The white robe flashed in the air, and what was sprayed out was bright red blood. It was gorgeous and dazzling, a gorgeous trapeze.
Fortunately, this is not a stage and there is no audience below. Otherwise, people would have thought this was some kind of acrobatic performance.
For a moment, the ghosts were crying, screaming, and wailing, with more than 20 boxers, and it turned into a farce.
The group of boxers looked at Wang Fan, their faces became extremely ugly, and their eyes flashed with strong shock.
What a terrifying strength!
Although they had long heard that Wang Fan was very powerful, they never expected that he was so powerful.
There are more than twenty of them, and although they are not top experts, a dozen of five ordinary people will have no problem at all.
Wang Fan was able to defeat them all in just two minutes. Isn't this too perverted?
Master Hei looked at this scene, his expression didn't change much, as if he had expected it.
The two young men beside him were a little unable to stand.
"Master Hei, let's go deal with this kid."
"We will definitely make him kneel before you to repent and pay the price for what he did today."
They took the initiative to ask for help and geared up.
After seeing Wang Fan's strength, he still has this courage and confidence. Obviously, these two people are also very strong.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so confident.
"Go ahead." Hei Ye nodded and did not refuse.
When the two of them heard Master Hei's permission, they were immediately overjoyed and rushed towards Wang Fan with fierce looks on their faces.
Wang Fan had been scolding them one after another, and they had already suppressed their anger and wanted to teach Wang Fan a lesson.
Now that we have the opportunity, why would we miss it?
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br> "Ah?" Wang Fan saw the two people rushing towards him and immediately screamed, "You two dogs are really planning to bite me, please wait."
"What? Are you asking for mercy?" When the two young men heard Wang Fan's words, they immediately stopped and looked at Wang Fan with a look on their faces.
They thought Wang Fan was afraid, but because of their brother's bastard attitude, Wang Fan had no reason not to be afraid.
It would be a good thing if you could verbally insult this guy before dealing with Wang Fan.
"It's not impossible to beg for mercy. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, I will promise to slap you ten times."
A young man said with a smile.
"Don't get me wrong." Wang Fan's mouth twitched, "I told you to wait, not to ask for mercy, but to find a dog-beating stick."
"Since it's a dog beating, you have to have a dog beating stick. Otherwise, how can you still call it a dog beating?"
Wang Fan said, glanced left and right, his eyes lit up, and he picked up a wooden stick in the distance, "Although the stick is a little short and a little light, it is more than enough to beat you two dogs.
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"Come on! Let you see my Wang Fan's dog beating stick skills!"
"Fuck!"
When the two young men heard Wang Fan's words, they were completely furious!
"Asshole! Bastard! You are the dog! Your whole family is a dog!"
They were so angry that they rushed towards Wang Fan without hesitation.
If Wang Fan dares to insult them like this, they must let Wang Fan see how powerful they are.
"Well done!" When Wang Fan saw the two men rushing towards him, he shouted, took a step back, and swung the stick out, "Here's the first stick to hit the dog, hit the dog's mouth with the stick!"
Wang Fan shouted, and the stick whizzed past, slapping the two young men on their buttocks.