Seeing Wang Hu's actions, everyone was stunned again!
What's going on?
Why does Brother Hu look so afraid of that kid?
Damn it, as soon as you meet, you take three steps back in fear? That’s not true, right?
Could it be said that Brother Hu is this boy's sitter?
No, the person next to Brother Hu was knocked unconscious and died! He is still lying on the ground now!
This is a bit unscientific!
Immediately, the expressions of the group of people became suspicious.
"What's going on? Brother Fan knows that guy?" the man who slapped the group muttered.
Another person said: "Listening to what Brother Fan said, it feels like Brother Tiger was beaten by Brother Fan! What the hell is going on!"
"That's not true. Wherever you go, you can meet people who have been beaten by Brother Fan? This is a bit too much!"
However, the people on Wang Hu's side were even more surprised!
Wang Hu, as the third runner-up of the underground black boxing, can be said to be quite powerful!
How could this kid in front of me beat Brother Tiger?
"Brother Hu, what's going on?" asked someone next to Wang Hu, with a puzzled look on his face!
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu looked shocked and recovered from the shock.
How could he forget this kid in front of him!
That punch broke four of his ribs!
He was in the hospital and lay in bed for a full week.
Even now, his ribs sometimes still hurt.
It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, this is not just talk.
It was also because of Zhang Fan that he learned the hard way, cleared out all the trash in the company, spent 80% of his savings, and made up his mind to become a tall and powerful security company!
For people like Tang Sanshi, their monthly salary is more than 20,000 yuan!
Although this is much less than what they earn from black boxing, for those who have witnessed blood and death and can earn such a huge salary, they are considered lucky to be able to do so safely!
The company had only been established for less than half a month. He never thought that he would meet Zhang Fan one day!
Thinking of Zhang Fan's terrifying strength, Wang Hu's fists trembled.
The next moment, he shook his teeth, took two steps back suddenly, pointed at Zhang Fan and roared: "Hit him!"
No matter what, Xie Dalin’s money must be taken securely!
Moreover, he still didn't believe that the boy in front of him could beat them more than fifty times!
"Brother Tiger, I told you earlier, hahaha, boy, here I come, look at my unicorn arms that have been single for thirty-eight years!"
An unusually tall man flew up and hit Zhang Fan with a fist that was bigger than a baby's head.
Seeing this scene, everyone became quiet.
In particular, a group of diners and waiters who were more than thirty meters away were staring at Zhang Fan intently.
They wanted to see what the person who could fight Wang Hu was capable of!
The expressions of Zhang Yuanlin and Xiao Qi who were standing next to Zhang Dongyang changed suddenly.
"Lao San, are you crazy? You let Xiaofan fight with so many people. Do you know who those people are? They are scary guys who practice black boxing." Zhang Yuanlin said hurriedly.
Zhang Yuanlin roared angrily: "What should I worry about? You don't treat Xiaofan as your son. We are very precious. Let me tell you, if anything happens to Xiaofan, don't call me second brother!"
Zhang Dongyang rolled his eyes.
Is this my son or your son? I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?
Besides, that boy Zhang Fan is so perverted that even the boss of Black Shark can only hold his own. Isn't it enough to deal with dozens of rubbish in front of you?
Looking at the indifferent Zhang Dongyang, Zhang Yuanlin was really angry, but the next moment, his eyes bulged out.
I don't know when Zhang Fan came behind the strong man. He raised his hand and grabbed the strong man's shoulder. However, the next moment, the strong man flew out from his shoulder.
Over the shoulder!
Incomparably domineering, it can be said to be a visually explosive over-the-shoulder throw, and Mu Ran appears!
The most important thing is that the strong man's body did not hit the ground directly, but flew straight towards Wang Hu!
It was as if Zhang Fan's move was like throwing a chicken cub away.
At the scene, a group of diners were stunned.
Damn it, how could this kid be so fierce?
Damn it, instant kill?
Isn’t this a fucking hallucination?
You know, the tall man is 195cm tall, which is half a head taller than Zhang Fan.
Moreover, with those burly muscles, it can be said that whoever touches them will die!
How the hell could he be thrown out?
At the same time, there were screams in the live broadcast room.
"Cao Cao Cao, is it really a movie? Please provide resources! Please provide resources!"
"Mom, when did domestic movies become so enjoyable? There are no traces of fraud!"
"Gaming man, lighting man, can you please make the lights a little brighter?"
"Fuck, shut up, you bunch of rookies, watch me and don't say anything. What kind of movie? Movie, hello, this is a live broadcast, do you understand the live broadcast? Brother Black, please ban these people permanently.
, It’s really affecting our ability to watch Brother Fan’s performance!” The old driver who slapped the face was angry!
"What the hell, live broadcast? Are you kidding me? Don't I know what the live broadcasts are like now? Are there any live broadcasts that are comparable to blockbusters?"
"That's right, I'm not convinced. I've been watching live broadcasts for three years and I've never seen anything like this!"
The sound of surprise and suspicion exploded instantly.
Immediately, the screams sounded again.
At this time, Zhang Fan was acting like a ghost.
In the dimly lit street, Zhang Fan's figure could not be seen at all, as if Zhang Fan suddenly disappeared.
No, to be more down-to-earth, it should be said that Zhang Fan just flashed out!
Five meters away, Zhang Fan suddenly appeared in front of someone.
He raised his hand, slapped him, and slapped him out!
"Crack!"
A shiny slap in the face, no matter it is a group of people on site or in a live broadcast room, their scalps will go numb!
Especially when they saw the 1.8-meter strong man being slapped to the ground by Zhang Fan, the pores on everyone's body stood up.
Damn it, damn it, damn it!
A slap that knocked an extremely burly man to the ground?
Don't be so exaggerated!
However, the next moment, Zhang Fan disappeared again.
Zhang Fan, who was doing the butterfly dance, was extremely leisurely.
Too slow, too slow!
The group of people in front of me were like snails.
To be honest, this group of people don't even have the C-level strength of Poison Spider. Zhang Fan is not happy at all for torturing them.
However, if Niubi boasts, it must be realized.
How could he be the leader of a slap-in-the-face group if he didn't defeat this group of people?
Perform the butterfly dance step.
Use it like a slap in the face!
"Pah, pah, pah!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Wherever Zhang Fan passed by, someone would be slapped to the ground.
Seeing this scene, even a group of people from the face-slapping group who had seen Zhang Fan fight very well were stunned.