"Damn you, fat man, I will kill you today." Zhang Fan was shocked and angry.
Even if he can knock down a person with one palm, there are more than 80 fucking people here, and he only has one pair of hands.
Moreover, there is an interval between Thunder Palm attacks. After all, they are coordinated with breathing.
Breathing and breathing, damn, if you hadn't run so fast in the butterfly dance, I would have been punched at least twenty times by now.
Even with the butterfly dance steps, Zhang Fan still received a punch on the head.
These bastards were extremely ruthless in their attacks. If it had been before, they would have been knocked down by this punch.
Zhang Fan was angry.
"drink!"
Raising his hand, Zhang Fan directly knocked away the person who was coming towards him with a thunderbolt palm. The next moment, Zhang Fan immediately dodged.
"Hey, let me die."
Seeing that the fist was about to land on his face, Zhang Fan immediately turned sideways, exerted force on his right leg, jumped forward, and came to the man's side.
He raised his hand and struck thunderbolt without any hesitation.
With this palm, Zhang Fan used all his strength and slapped the man directly on the face.
Damn it, if this punch hit me in the face, it wouldn't be swollen into a pig's head.
Even if he gets punched a few times, he will definitely not let the fist fall on his face.
"Crack!"
An enhanced version of the slap is extremely loud.
The man's head rotated ninety degrees, and seven or eight teeth flew out with bloodshot eyes.
As for his face, it was as red as blood.
"Come on, you bunch of losers, damn, do you deserve to be in this place?" The fat man was anxious, because Zhang Fan was only five meters away from him.
At this moment, he wanted to beat the man who sent Zhang Fan in to death.
Your mother, if you send such a demon king in and pay two hundred thousand for a leg, isn't this just to deal with them?
200,000, who the hell doesn’t want it, and the target is a student with no background, isn’t this a gift of money?
"Long Xiao, you son of a bitch, wait until I get out before I smash up your hotel."
Fatty's heart was wailing. This time, he was tricked by Long Xiao.
"Fat man, it's your turn."
Just when the fat man was cursing Long Xiao, Zhang Fan rushed over, raised his hand, and slapped the fat man directly on the chest.
"Crack!"
The fat man flew back in response and hit the ground hard.
Watching this scene, Jin Daya lowered his head even more fiercely. Hearing countless screams, Big Jin Ya's whole body started to tremble.
Oh my god, this kid is a monster.
One person singled out more than 80 people. In less than ten minutes, he knocked down more than 40 people. Each of them had broken ribs or hands. Damn, is this guy still a human?
Looking at the group of people lying on the ground, the remaining group of people couldn't help but swallow their saliva. At this time, cold sweat overflowed from the pores on their bodies, and their hairs stood on end.
"And you guys." Zhang Fan turned around, his eyes twinkling like stars in the sky.
"Brother, I don't dare anymore, please let me go." One person said with a trembling voice.
Zhang Fan's murderous eyes really frightened him completely.
Especially the group of people lying on the ground made him lose the heart to resist.
"Haha, are you scared now?" Zhang Fan sneered.
What were you doing before? Damn it, the back of his head still hurts.
Want to beg to be let go? No way!
Zhang Fanjia Rufeng came directly to the man and hit him on the back.
Humph, how can there be such a good thing in the world, just beg for mercy if you can't beat him? Damn it, didn't he just clamor for his own arms and legs?
"Get down, everyone." Zhang Fan said, then ran towards the others.
Those people had long been frightened out of their wits, and when they saw Zhang Fan approaching, they ran straight away.
"Help, help!"
The screams were heard directly.
The people in the other cells looked at No. 1 in a very strange way.
There has been no incident on No. 1 for more than a month. Could it be that someone new has entered?
"Hey, brother, do you have any first-hand information? Who was imprisoned in No. 1? Wocao, Fatty Bald and those people are all ruthless people." One person asked.
"How do I know?" The man said weakly, biting a toothpick.
A short man said disdainfully: "A group of salted fish, Jin Daya and a group of his men went in. It is said that there is also a high school student, and someone there asked for the high school student's arms and legs. One arm costs twenty."
Wan, damn, why am I not number one?"
"Two hundred thousand dollars per arm per day, what a great thing!" one person exclaimed.
"Who is that high school student? Who did he offend? He was so cruel!"
"No, this voice doesn't sound like that of a high school kid?" Someone suddenly became suspicious.
"Hey, it doesn't seem to be the case. Something is wrong with Holding the Grass. Why are there so many people calling for help? The voice sounds like it's Huang Erpang's voice."
"And Liu Da."
"Fuck, there's also the sound of a bloody dog, damn, what's going on? Is there a fight over there over 200,000?"
The other gangsters were constantly suspicious. They wanted to get out and see what happened. Damn, what on earth happened? Why were they all screaming like they had seen a ghost?
After all, he is the number one person. Aren’t they all ruthless people? Fighting is not a common thing. Why does he sound so timid now?
"A bunch of rubbish dare to stay in No. 1." Someone said disdainfully.
On No. 1's side, more than twenty people looked at Zhang Fan who looked like a murderous god, their faces extremely pale.
"Brother, please let us go. This time we are blind and blind. Don't be as knowledgeable as us." A man in his thirties swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.
Damn, this kid looks like a high school student, why is he so perverted?
Eight hundred thousand, fuck you eight hundred thousand.
Even if I have five million, I don't have the life to take it.
The bald man, the wretched man, the tattooed man, the fat man, all of them could be said to be awesome beings on No. 1 in the past, but now, they are all lying on the ground like dead dogs.
Broken arms, broken ribs, and even more terrifying is the wretched man, who may be the last eunuch in China.
He doesn't want to be like this.
The others also hurriedly said: "Brother, we are all deceived by the Four King Kongs, please be merciful."
Zhang Fan looked at the group of people coldly, feeling the punches he had just received on his body, and it still hurt.
Let me go? Let me paralyze you!
The next moment, Zhang Fan rushed out, ran to the nearest person, raised his hand and slapped him.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Screams continued to sound, and the people around him were flying around like kites with broken strings, hitting the wall and lying on the ground helplessly.
"Who else?"
Zhang Fan stared at the more than 20 people on Jin Daya's side, his eyes burning like fire.