Zhang Wenchang, who was lying on the wine table, raised his head, hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves, covered up the sadness and sadness, forced a smile, and said: "I'm sorry, I drank too much, and I thought of some past events.
, the mood was a bit out of control."
Ye Fan sighed in his heart. This old classmate had a very unhappy life. He was ashamed of his wife and missed the children he had never met. He couldn't help himself and burst into tears. After being ridiculed by these people, he had to hide his sorrow and show his sorrow to others.
Sorry, how do you feel at this moment?
At this time, Zhang Wenchang's temples were gray, his eyes were swollen, and his tears were not dry. The sadness and sadness hidden in his heart could be felt by outsiders. This made Ye Fan's heart twitch hard. This old classmate
It is really not easy for a very simple and dull man to reach this stage.
"Half-waste old man, we are too lazy to get to know you. Even if you cry to death, it doesn't matter to us. However, your friend is very rude and we want to get to know him."
With mocking looks on their faces, those people came to the wine table and looked down at Ye Fan and Zhang Wenchang. Han Feiyu showed a sneer, stared at Ye Fan and said: "We really don't meet each other in life. I always thought you were dead."
I was in those ruins. I never expected to meet you here by chance. More than two years have passed, and I don’t want to be close to you all the time."
Ye Fan sat there calmly and poured himself a glass of wine. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp very casually and calmly. He said: "We meet each other everywhere in life... I actually heard this sentence again. The last one
If someone harms others, he harms himself. I don't know what will happen this time." He thought of Elder Han, and when he heard Han Feiyu say the same words, he felt very strange in his heart.
"You are very calm. Stop pretending to be calm. No one can save you today. I will skin you alive!" At this point, Han Feiyu's eyebrows stood up, his eyes were scary, and his face looked very ferocious.
, he could not forget the scene of being beaten so hard, it was like a thorn stuck in his heart.
"Junior Brother Han, does he have a grudge against you? Leave it to us and beat him to the point of disability. There is no need to worry about it here."
"This good-for-nothing just spoke very rudely. Even if he hadn't offended Junior Brother Han, we wouldn't be able to let him go."
A few people had sneers on their faces and were about to take action.
Zhang Wenchang stood up in a hurry and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, please don't do this. He is just an ordinary person. Don't act recklessly."
"Half-wasted old man, just stay here. You have nothing to do here." One of them looked disdainful and impatient, and pushed Zhang Wenchang, staggering and almost falling over.
"When you first started, Elder Ma Yun regarded you as a treasure. What happened? It was just a luck that you got rid of the sea of suffering first. What's the use? Over time, you will be completely beaten back to your original shape..."
"Half-wasted old man, please stop being in the way. If Liu Yiyi hadn't been protecting you everywhere...hey!" The speaker sneered again and again. Although he didn't say the next words, everyone knew what he meant.
"Guys, I will apologize to you. If you are not satisfied, come to me. Don't make it difficult for me as a friend." Zhang Wenchang reached out to stop a few people and blocked Ye Fan behind him.
"Half-wasted old man, you really think you are someone. Think about it, who are you?" One of them was very dissatisfied. He glanced at him contemptuously, pushed him away hard, and shouted: "Get out of the way!"
Ye Fan supported Zhang Wenchang, glanced at the people, and said, "Who do you think you are?"
"Ye Fan, don't be like this..." Zhang Wenchang hurriedly stopped Ye Fan from continuing, and then stepped forward again and said: "I'm really sorry, my friend is just an ordinary mortal, don't worry about it.
, if you are angry in your heart, just come at me and don’t make things difficult for him.”
The young man at the head was already impatient and couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed Zhang Wenchang's collar and said, "Do you really think Liu Yiyi can support you? If you don't want to die, get away!"
"Let him go!" Ye Fan was still sitting there without getting up. He picked up a glass of wine and poured it directly on the man's face. "You are looking for death!" The leading man's face was extremely gloomy and he grabbed Zhang Wenchang.
Pushed out, slapped Ye Fan on the face.
Ye Fan sat there without moving, stretched out his hand to grab the hand that was coming over, and twisted it hard, with a crisp "click" sound, and directly broke his wrist into a fishhook shape. Then he raised his hand and took a photo.
He slapped this man on the face, hard.
"Snapped"
There was a very loud slap, and you could clearly see that the face was deforming, and then the teeth fell out, blood spurted out, and the whole person flew upside down like a puppet seven or eight meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.
No one expected such a result. The man struggled on the ground a few times and refused to get up. His ears were buzzing, his head was dizzy, and his head was almost cracked, and he shouted:
"Kill him for me!"
Han Feiyu knew Ye Fan better and immediately retreated. At the same time, he reminded others, "Be careful. This trash has a special physique and is extremely powerful. Don't be caught by him. Attack him from a distance and sacrifice him directly."
Use your weapons and chop him into pieces!"
What he said was a little too late. Ye Fan was too fast. He grabbed a man and slapped him twice in the face, making him sleepy. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was carrying a scarecrow.
Usually, it is used directly as a weapon.
"Bang bang"
Ye Fan's strength and speed were very terrifying. He swung the man in his hand and knocked three monks who rushed towards him, sending them flying backwards with screams. Everyone present heard the sound of broken bones.
"Back away, don't get close to him!" Han Feiyu shouted.
Nowadays, there are still people who use him to remind me that the handsome young man opposite is simply a humanoid savage beast. He is simply too wild. Carrying a large living person is like holding a toothpick, smashing other people.
Rolling all over the floor.
"Junior Brother Han, don't you say he is a waste?"
"How can this piece of trash have such magical power?"
The remaining few were still frightened and questioned Han Feiyu with unkind expressions.
"It's true that he's just a waste. He can't practice. He's just very strong. As long as you don't get close to him, it's easy to kill him." A ferocious sneer appeared on Han Feiyu's face.
Everyone sacrificed their weapons, and suddenly the light flashed, the green wood seal, the cold iron ruler, the red blood spear, etc. were all hanging in the air, aiming at Ye Fan.
"If you want him to die, just use your weapons. I don't mind using him as a human shield." Ye Fan waved the humanoid weapon in his hand and said casually. To deal with these monks in the sea of suffering realm, he did not need to reveal his strength at all.
"No, everyone, please calm down." Zhang Wenchang stepped forward, with an anxious look on his face, stood in front of Ye Fan, and shouted to those people: "He is not only my friend, but also Liu Yiyi's friend, you can't
Treat him like this..."
"Half-wasted old man, get out of my way. It won't work if you bring him out now. If you don't kill him, it won't get rid of the hatred in my heart!" The man who was first slapped away by Ye Fan covered his swollen cheek.
He climbed up, with a cold light in his eyes, and said: "Is Liu Yiyi great? If she dares to come and ask questions, someone will naturally deal with her!"
Looking at this old classmate who was having a very unsatisfactory life, Ye Fan sighed lightly, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "You stand back, they can't do anything. After I said these words, Ye Fan grabbed Zhang Wenchang's
The arm was just right to throw him away.
"Why are you still standing there? Give him a scratch!" the leader of the man said angrily.
"Chichichi"
The sound of piercing the sky continued, and the green wood seal, cold iron ruler, red blood spear, etc. came like a quick attack.
Ye Fan was calm and calm, waving the humanoid weapon in his hand and constantly blocking.
"Ah...you...killed me!"
The man caught in Ye Fan's hand was a little more awake at this time, screaming and cursing angrily. If those people hadn't stopped quickly, the monk would have been cut into several pieces.
"Come up with me. I'll see if he can block them all. I'll definitely scratch him alive." The man in the lead, with a gloomy face, ordered the people around him to take action again.
"Chen Feng, if you don't do this, I will be killed by you!" The monk caught in Ye Fan's hand screamed in horror, but then he was hit by the Green Wood Seal and passed out.
The people around him obeyed the words of the man named Chen Feng, and they all drew out their weapons and slashed forward. Although they were careful, they still made a bloody gash on the human shield from time to time.
Ye Fan didn't want to waste time with them. He had cultivated to the life spring realm and killing the monks in the sea of suffering realm was as simple as crushing ants. He held the man in front of him, turned his body into a light and shadow, and rushed directly to the
A man named Chen Feng stood in front of him and grabbed him in his hand before he could react.
"Ah..." The man named Chen Feng screamed repeatedly. He was also used as a human shield, and several wounds appeared on his body.
The people around him suddenly felt like they were being thrown into danger. Ye Fan was like a bolt of lightning, walking away quickly. The sound of "bang bang bang" kept coming, and everyone was knocked to the ground.
Only Han Feiyu struggled, took out the Green Wood Seal again, and smashed it towards Ye Fan, trying to kill him. However, at this moment he was horrified to find that the Green Wood Seal that had just changed to the size of a millstone was knocked down by Ye Fan.
Once you grasp it in your hand, it is unshakable.
"boom"
Han Feiyu was so scared that he was scared to death. His Qingmu Treasure Seal was easily grabbed by Ye Fan, and then he slapped it down with his backhand. It was as easy as waving a fly swatter. Yes, at this moment, he felt like a fly.
.
"Click"
Han Feiyu had no idea how many sternum bones were broken. He vomited blood and was knocked to the ground, unable to move again.
There were people lying on the ground in front of the small wine shop, all groaning in pain. No one could get up. Zhang Wenchang, who was not far away, could hardly believe his eyes and said: "This..."
Ye Fan picked up these people, threw them to one place, and then slapped them one by one, saying: "You guys want to bully people? I, a loser who can't practice, will still beat you all over the floor."
"Pa bang bang..."
Ye Fan moved his hands together and slapped them one after another. The slaps made these people's mouths splash with water, blood flying everywhere, and their teeth loosened.
Everyone screamed and begged for mercy.
Of course, Ye Fan focused on taking care of Han Feiyu and Chen Feng. He placed them side by side like dead dogs, slapped them repeatedly, slapped them continuously, and the crisp sound of slaps could not be heard.
"You..." Han Feiyu's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were full of malicious light.
"Snapped"
Ye Fan slapped him in the face, then picked him up and said: "It's true that we meet each other everywhere in life..."
After hearing those words, Han Feiyu was so angry that he vomited blood, trembled all over, and almost died.