"Brother, they seem to be coming for you." Zhang Xiaoyuan turned her head and asked as she looked at the dozen or so people rushing towards them.
Zhang Fan nodded: "That's right, please go away, I will take care of them."
"Are you okay?" Zhang Xiaoyuan looked a little pale after hearing Zhang Fan's confirmation.
Zhang Fan snorted softly: "Men, you can't say no."
With that said, he shook off Zhang Xiaoyuan's arm and quickly walked towards Liu Fei.
"Young Master Liu, it seems you didn't remember the pain yesterday." Zhang Fan raised the corner of his mouth and put his hands into his trouser pockets, looking quite contented.
Liu Fei said with a stern face: "I just remember the pain yesterday, so I will break your hand today."
"Which hand?" Zhang Fan asked, stretching out his hands.
The people watching on the side almost had their eyes popping out of their heads. Zhang Fan was too arrogant. There were more than ten people around Liu Fei.
Liu Fei also laughed. He looked at Zhang Fan coldly: "Then I will accept your hands."
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Really? I want to see how you accept it. How about we make a bet. If my hands are still fine later, how about you run naked again? Today
I want you to be the headline of the school forum again, for free."
Liu Fei's face suddenly darkened, "Running naked? Running naked, sir." He was so numb about what happened yesterday that it almost made him vomit blood. On the school forum, those pictures were still on the front page.
"Jiang Kun, break his hands and add five thousand." Liu Fei Leng drank.
"Haha, no problem. I haven't met such an arrogant guy for a long time." Jiang Kun spit out the cigarette butt, held the stick, and walked slowly towards Zhang Fan.
"Oh, Zhang Fan is dead this time. Jiang Kun, I have heard that he used to be from our school. He was detained seven or eight times for fighting and was expelled from the school."
One person said slowly.
"But Zhang Fan beat Liu Fei and the others yesterday and easily defeated several of them." said a person who witnessed the whole process of Liu Fei being beaten yesterday.
"You, melon, there are more than ten people with sticks in their hands. Go and try and I won't beat you to death." Another person said disdainfully.
"Brother, just hold on for a while and I'll call the police for you." Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted from behind, pressing the keyboard with her fingers.
Jiang Kun's expression changed instantly: "Call the police? Damn it, hit that woman first."
Then, the two of them ran towards Zhang Xiaoyuan.
Zhang Fan coldly drank: "If you dare to lay a finger on her, I will definitely remove all five of your legs today."
"I'll get rid of you first." The two people running towards Zhang Xiaoyuan stopped immediately, faced Zhang Fan coldly, raised their sticks, and hit Zhang Fan on the head.
"Zhazha."
Zhang Fan said softly and stepped towards the two people. He grabbed the stick with one hand and put the other hand directly on one of the people's arms.
Immediately afterwards, the hand that divided tendons and bones was used directly, and the man's arm deformed instantly.
"ah!"
The man with the deformed arm screamed in pain, as if his entire arm had been crushed.
Zhang Fan was very satisfied with his hand that split muscles and bones. Immediately, he grabbed the man's shoulder and threw him over his shoulder!
"Bang!"
The man was thrown from Zhang Fan's shoulder like a chicken.
That's right, it was a throw. The big man of 1.8 meters was thrown two meters away by Zhang Fan.
A group of people were stunned. It took so much effort.
"Brother, be careful." Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted.
Zhang Fan turned his head, his tiger body trembled, and looked at the stick that was hit hard on his head. He did not dodge, but stretched out his hand, grabbed the stick, took a step forward, and grabbed the man's arm.
With a twist, screams suddenly sounded.
Liu Fei's expression changed, and Jiang Kun's expression changed. They never expected that Zhang Fan could kill the two of them so easily. Moreover, the hands of these two people seemed to be broken.
Who the hell wants whose arm?
"What are you doing standing still? Beat him to death." Liu Fei roared, but his expression became a little panicked. At this moment, he remembered the kick he received yesterday and couldn't help but shudder all over his body.
"I still don't believe in evil." Jiang Kun held the stick and ran towards Zhang Fan.
His speed was very fast, and the distance between the two of them was only ten meters. In less than three seconds, he arrived in front of Zhang Fan.
His face was filled with a confident smile. After fighting for so many years, he had all three essential elements for a precise and steady attack. With just one stick, he believed he could defeat Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan did not hide, but turned his body sharply, raised his right leg, and kicked Jiang Kun.
"I'll break your legs." Jiang Kun shouted fiercely, raised the stick in his hand, and smashed Zhang Fan's legs.
Zhang Fan felt cold in his heart, these bastards were so ruthless.
He quickly retracted his feet and rushed towards Jiang Kun. His hands grabbed Jiang Kun's shoulders, his palms slid down to the elbow joints, and he twisted slightly.
"Click."
An extremely clear voice sounded.
Jiang Kun's whole body trembled suddenly, his face turned pale, and then Yangtian screamed. "Ah, my hand, my hand!"
Everyone was stunned. In their opinion, Jiang Kun's stick would definitely break Zhang Fan's leg. However, why was it he who screamed?
Zhang Fan kicked Jiang Kun down, looked at the others, and said with a cold face: "You bastards, how dare you come to school to cause trouble, how dare you bring a stick, and attack so harshly, today, I will let you try some cruel methods.
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Zhang Fan's feet suddenly moved and he started running quickly. A shadow floated between everyone, and Zhang Fan came to the front of the group of people.
Raise your hands and separate the muscles and bones.
As long as Zhang Fan grabbed the opponent's hand, the opponent immediately screamed.
"ah!"
"ah!"
A minute later, more than a dozen gangsters called by Liu Fei all fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
Liu Fei looked at the man lying on the ground, his throat felt inexplicably dry. How could Zhang Fan be so fierce!
Zhang Fan ignored these people on the ground. He raised his head, looked at Liu Fei, and walked slowly away.
"Don't you want my hand? Come on, I'll deliver it myself." Zhang Fan walked up to Liu Fei and stretched out his hand.
Liu Fei was stunned by Zhang Fan's move. He trembled all over, dropped the baseball bat in his hand to the ground, and kept retreating.
"I, I don't want your hand anymore. Go away, go away." Liu Fei turned pale and shouted.
"No, you have to do it." Zhang Fan refused to give up and kept approaching Liu Fei. This guy dared to ask gangsters from outside the school to deal with him. He will definitely teach him an unforgettable lesson today.
Divide muscles and bones!
Zhang Fan grabbed Liu Fei's hand with both hands, twisted his wrist, and Liu Fei's hands deformed.
"ah!"
Liu Fei screamed, sweat broke out on his forehead, and fell to the ground, rolling in pain.
Everyone watching the show felt chills running down their backs.
Looking at the group of people screaming and howling on the ground, they swore in their hearts that they would never mess with this guy Zhang Fan.