The young man was so spanked by Wang Fan that he burst into tears. His eyes were filled with tears and runny nose, and he felt like his eyes were full of gold stars.
He wanted to beg for mercy, but because Mr. Hei and his younger brothers were here, he didn't dare, so he could only endure it. He really hoped that these ten slaps would go faster.
"Stop!" Mr. Hei was so angry that he almost had an asthma attack. He gritted his teeth and yelled this after a while.
Wang Fan grinned, revealing two rows of small white teeth, and smiled, "Why should I stop if you tell me to stop? Who do you think you are?"
Then, slap, the tenth slap was slapped on the young man's face.
A cluster of blood flowed from the corner of the young man's mouth. He could no longer bear the sting and humiliation. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
"Okay! Very good!" Mr. Hei was furious. "Young man, you are really arrogant. If Mr. Hei lets you walk out of this Zhengwei Boxing Gym today, then I won't have to hang around anymore."
"Tch." Wang Fan looked at Hei Ye with disdain and raised his middle finger, "Who doesn't know how to brag? There have been many people who have wanted my life over the years, but I am still alive and well."
"When I was fighting on the battlefield, you were still fucking playing in the mud. Do you know why I didn't beat you directly? It's just that you are such an old bone that you can't beat me without a beating."
Wang Fan grinned and mocked wantonly, not taking Master Hei seriously at all.
To deal with this kind of local snake, you must scare him once and for all, otherwise, he will cause endless trouble for you in the future.
The reason why Wang Fan did not capture the thief directly but to capture the king first was because he wanted to prove his strength and let Master Hei know that he was not easy to mess with.
Wouldn't it be better if he knocked down all his men in front of Mr. Hei and finally stepped on him?
"A Biao, you go!" Hei Ye, with a gloomy face, pointed at a young man not far away and said.
"Yes." A Biao accepted the order, jumped off the stage and walked towards Wang Fan.
His pace was neither fast nor slow, and he walked very evenly. It seemed that every time
Every step of distance is carefully measured.
This A Biao is the owner of the Zhengwei Boxing Gym and the number one fighter under Master Hei. He is extremely powerful.
A few years ago, A Biao was involved in underground black boxing, and he was also a super fierce boxing champion with 30 consecutive victories, and he was very famous.
Later, for some unknown reason, he joined Hei Ye and became a general under Hei Ye.
Wang Fan has noticed this A Biao for a long time, because in the entire Zhengwei boxing gym, this A Biao is the only one whose strength makes him pay more attention to him.
Now that he saw Master Hei sending A Biao out, Wang Fan's expression became more solemn, but there was a lot more disdain in his eyes.
To send out this fierce man so quickly, it seems that Master Hei is really in decline and has no one left.
Presumably, if he hadn't been so famous, the underground ruler of Jinzhou City would have been replaced by someone long ago.
"please!"
A Biao's expression didn't change much. He quickly walked three meters in front of Wang Fan, stopped, clasped his fists and said "please" very formally.
This has been his habit for many years, and it cannot be changed overnight. However, after saying these words, he will become that brutal and domineering boxing champion.
"Please." Wang Fan did not take action directly, nor did he use words to ridicule, but he held his fists respectfully and said the word "please".
Although this A Biao looks as ferocious as a beast, he has a sense of righteousness in him, and is obviously not a treacherous person. This is a real man, a real master, and deserves respect.
After finishing the etiquette, A Biao stopped talking nonsense and suddenly stepped on the ground with his right leg. Like a tank, he rushed towards Wang Fan quickly.
that hard ground
Being stepped on by A Biao, there was a rumble, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. The cracks opened and spread like spider webs.
A Biao was like a fierce tiger. He immediately rushed in front of Wang Fan and punched him directly.
Powerful as electricity!
A Biao was born into black boxing, so naturally he doesn't have any fancy moves. He just punches Wang Fan directly in the head, it's simple and sharp!
Wang Fan looked at the whizzing iron fist, his eyes were slightly ferocious, and he began to retreat. At the same time, he made a palm with his right hand, lowered it slightly, and then raised it.
With a snap, the back of his hand was lifted under A Biao's fist.
Although this attack seems simple, it is extremely dangerous. If you don't grasp the timing correctly, or if you are even a little slow, you will be hit. .??.
A Biao grew up in real battles. His punch was so ferocious. If that punch really hit Wang Fan, Wang Fan's head would definitely explode and he would never die again.
At this time, Wang Fan's clever move had the effect of lifting a thousand pounds, because A Biao's straight punch was forward-moving and full of fierceness, while Wang Fan's move was from bottom to top.
Suddenly, his entire body lost its center of gravity and fell towards the ground.
If he fell down, even he, A Biao, wouldn't be able to bear it.
Seeing that A Biao's chin was about to come into close contact with the ground, Wang Fan flew out his legs and tapped A Biao's chest with his toes.
A Biao felt a tight pain in his chest, and when he opened his mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
However, precisely because of Wang Fan's gentleness, he stabilized his body in time and did not cause tragedy.
Two short strokes, seemingly random, are extremely thrilling, and at the same time, it makes a difference.
"I lost." After A Biao stood up, he was not angry or crazy, but looked at Wang Fan quietly and said.
After doing this twice, he already knew that he was no match for Wang Fan, and if he continued to fight, he would be humiliating himself.
What a man!
"A Biao, are you fucking crazy? How can you admit defeat? Beat me quickly and hard! If you don't fucking cripple him today, I will kill you later."
Before Wang Fan could speak, Master Hei, who was sitting high on the stage, roared angrily.
No matter how well-educated he was, he still couldn't bear it at this moment.
A Biao was hired at a high price. How could he endure it when he just gave up before he even started doing anything?
What's more, Wang Fan's repeated provocations in the face have pushed his endurance to the bottom line.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hei, to disappoint you. I'm no match for him." A Biao looked at Mr. Hei, his face full of apologies, "Don't worry, I don't want any reward. I will leave Jinzhou tomorrow."
"Leave Jinzhou?" Hei Ye laughed angrily, "Are you leaving? I tell you, if you can't bring him down today, your sister won't be able to see the sun tomorrow!"
Master Hei was obviously extremely angry and started threatening A Biao's sister.
"You!" A Biao was at a loss when he heard Master Hei threaten his sister, "You don't follow the moral principles of the world!"
"The morality of the world?" Master Hei sneered, "That's bullshit! There is no such thing as the morality of the world in my dictionary!"
"I'll give you a chance. Either you fall or he falls. Otherwise, I will let your sister go see the King of Hell tonight!"
A Biao looked at Hei Ye's shameless face and gasped in anger. His eyes were as wide as lanterns, staring at Hei Ye as if he wanted to eat someone.
He never thought that Mr. Hei, who had always respected him and was so amiable, would suddenly become so shameless.