The thunderbolt palm is completely different from the split-muscle and bone-splitting hand.
To a greater extent, the purpose of splitting muscles and bones is to remove the opponent's joints and make the opponent lose his combat effectiveness.
As for the Thunder Palm, it is said to be slashed with extremely violent force, and the damage caused is devastating.
Zhang Fan didn't hold back at all. Zhang Zhongliang was no longer a relative, but his actions were even more hateful than his enemies.
Zhang Fan still remembers when he had a high fever and his whole body was hot. His father carried him to Zhang Zhongliang's house. However, the other party closed the door tightly and said coldly that he had no money.
In the end, I borrowed money to go to the hospital next door. Such behavior was beyond the reach of an uncle. It was simply nothing compared to a fellow villager who had been a neighbor for several years.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You have nothing to do with my house." Zhang Fan said coldly, without a trace of mercy. Such a person can only be described as hateful.
Qi Fang looked at Zhang Zhongliang who was lying on the ground crying and wailing, and ran over quickly, with a hint of crying on his face and roared: "Beast, you beat your uncle like this, how does that bastard Zhang Dongyang educate people?
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Qi Fang was shocked and angry, her hatred was unforgettable. Her eyes were blood red and she stared at Zhang Fan like a ferocious beast.
"Haha." Zhang Fan sneered, crossed his arms, looked at Qi Fang and shouted: "Are you trying to curse?"
Qi Fang was about to rush forward and fight Zhang Fan, but looking at Zhang Fan's cold eyes, she couldn't help but think of the scene where Zhang Zhongliang was beaten away. She was scared, but because of this, she became even more angry. She stood up
Come and cry: "Everyone, come and see, they are killing people."
The extremely miserable sound immediately attracted a group of people.
Folks from all around came one after another.
"Hey, Zhang Zhongliang, how come you were beaten like this?" Some people gloated over his misfortune. They naturally knew who Zhang Zhongliang was.
Over the years, I have just thought about how to bully Zhang Dongyang's family. The young Zhang Fan and the Zhang Dongyang who lost his arm, damn, no one can do such a thing, and they are still relatives, blood relatives.
"Haha, I still want to sell someone else's house. How shameless? When Mr. Zhang died and his property was divided, Zhang Dongyang, an honest man, wanted a shabby house. Now he is licking his face and wants to divide the money. I really don't know.
, how come the old Zhang family has such a scumbag."
A woman came over with a cane, and she would chop the cane hard every time she spoke. She was gnashing her teeth as if she had met an enemy with a deep hatred.
Qi Fang was stunned. The one being beaten now was her husband. Logically speaking, she was the weaker party. How come these people didn't distinguish between right and wrong and spoke for that bastard Zhang Fan?
An old man also staggered over. He looked at Qi Fang and his wife with disdain and said, "It's me. I just found a crack in the ground and crawled in. I'm embarrassed, and I'm planning to show my shamelessness to others."
"Grandpa Yu, Grandma Wang." Zhang Fan looked at the two old men who were speaking for him, with a bright smile on his face.
"Xiao Fan, good fight. Don't treat this kind of person as your uncle. Beat him to death. Damn, he brought people to bully him. I really thought there was no one in Zhangjiaba." Mr. Yu said with hatred.
said.
"Just don't look down on them. Damn it, as an uncle, my nephew is sick and I can't even get a thousand yuan out of it. I really don't know if we are still a family." A bald uncle came over and opened his mouth.
scold.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but blush when he looked at this uncle. He was the one who lent the money to his father in the first place, otherwise, he might have died at that time.
Yang Yun curled his lips and said, "I don't care what you and your family do, but I've fallen in love with this house. Get the real estate certificate as soon as possible. I have plenty of money."
Yang Yun was a little impatient.
Zhang Fan turned his head and became even more upset when he saw this guy. He pointed at the business card behind him and shouted: "Pick up the garbage and get out of here. I won't buy the house."
Yang Yun's face turned pale instantly. He was the boss of Wanxiong Group after all, but a young boy dared to speak like this. Immediately, he said to the two bodyguards beside him: "Teach this boy a lesson, otherwise he will
You don’t know who you can’t afford to offend.”
After hearing this, the two bodyguards immediately walked towards Zhang Fan.
"What do you want to do?" Mr. Yu yelled immediately.
"If someone bullies us in Zhangjiaba, come here if you are alive." Mrs. Wang chopped up her walking stick and shouted.
Suddenly, more than a dozen people around him immediately picked up hoes and kitchen knives and surrounded him.
Zhang Fan was very moved when he saw this scene. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. It is true.
"Grandpas, grandma, uncles and aunts, don't worry, these two rubbish can't do anything to me." Zhang Fan said, a little worried that the villagers would suffer a loss, so he immediately stopped him.
Yang Yun's nose was so angry that he was so angry that the bodyguard he carefully selected was rubbish?
He turned around, pointed at the group of people behind him and said, "If you dare to touch me, believe it or not, I will demolish your house."
"Crack!"
Before Yang Yun finished speaking, Mr. Yu took off his shoes and threw them over, hitting him right in the face.
Yang Yun stayed for a moment, looking at the muddy shoes that fell by his feet, his face instantly turned ferocious.
"Beat this old man to death." Yang Yun pointed at the old man and yelled hysterically.
As the boss of Wanxiong Group, when did someone hit me in the face with a shoe?
"Damn it, do you really think you are the Jade Emperor?" Zhang Fan was angry, and immediately stepped on the butterfly dance steps and came to Yang Yun's side in an instant. He took a deep breath and his thunder palm exploded instantly.
Zhang Fan raised his hand and slapped Yang Yun in the face.
Suddenly, an extremely clear sound sounded.
"Crack!"
Yang Yun felt a buzzing in his head. He tilted his body and fell to the ground. His face was now swollen and his teeth were knocked out. It spurted out from his mouth.
"Okay, good fight."
The villagers around him immediately cheered.
Yang Yun's two bodyguards were dumbfounded and paralyzed. Is this kid a ghost? He was clearly right in front of him, but when did he run to the boss?
Moreover, he also beat up the boss. Oh my God, things got serious now.
Without thinking, the two bodyguards rushed towards Zhang Fan. Their strong arms were like tree roots, very scary.
"Brother, be careful behind you." Zhang Xiaoyuan stood by the door and shouted quickly.
Zhang Fan turned around, looked at the two people rushing toward him, and said coldly: "Just two trash."
The two bodyguards suddenly became furious. Trash? Okay, I'll see if I don't beat you to death.
Just as they pounced, Zhang Fan raised his hand.
The thunderbolt palm struck out again.
"Bang bang bang!"
Two burly figures flew into the air, hit the wall heavily, and then fell to the ground.