"Boy, did you hear it, my sister-in-law asked you to kneel and kowtow!"

"Hurry up and get down on your knees!"

"Or I'll kill you two!"

The thugs took up arms and shouted.

"Brother Fan, what should I do?"

Wu Chuan looked at Lin Fan, his eyes a little nervous.

Kneel and kowtow, naturally, it is impossible.

But seven or eight big men on the opposite side were still holding iron rods and steel pipes, which were very difficult to deal with.

"What do you say?" Lin Fan looked at Wu Chuan playfully.

"What to do......"

Wu Chuan's eyes turned, and he immediately gritted his teeth:

"What the hell!"

He quickly turned around, went to the kitchen to grab a sharp kitchen knife, and rushed out.

"Drafted, dare to be disrespectful to my brother Fan!"

Wu Chuan directly took the kitchen knife and slashed it.

Lin Fan was a little surprised, this Wu Chuan was a bit bloody.

Poof!

Slash in the arm of one of the thugs!

Blood is pouring out!

This knife was caught off guard, and those little gangsters didn't react.

"Ahhh

The thug clutched his arms and stepped back again and again, big drops of cold sweat dripping down his face, and blood from his wounds spilled on the ground.

"Up!"

"him!"

The faces of the rest of the thugs suddenly became fierce and rushed towards Wu Chuan.

Although Wu Chuan said that he was bloody, his two fists were difficult to defeat his four hands, and he was controlled before he could exceed ten seconds.

"Drafted!"

A thug, the iron rod smashed on Wu Chuan's wrist.

Bang dang!

The kitchen knife fell to the ground.

"Look for death! boy! Jump again!"

Bang!

flew and kicked Wu Chuan's lower abdomen.

Wu Chuan's whole person flew upside down, smashed against the wall, and slowly slid down.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

He kept coughing, blood flowed out, and he felt a sharp pain all over his body, and the whole person was about to fall apart.

"Kill him!"

Three thugs surrounded Wu Chuan, and one of them smashed a fist into Wu Chuan's eye socket.

Bang!

This punch almost burst Wu Chuan's eyeballs, and the whole person's eyes turned black, and the sky was spinning.

Another thug, holding an iron rod, smashed Wu Chuan's head!

Seeing that the iron rod was about to fall.

Sou......

Suddenly, a white left hand reached out and firmly grasped the iron rod.

It was Lin Fan.

The little gangster with the iron rod felt like the iron rod was imprisoned and could not be pulled out.

"Boy, do you want to do it too?" the little thug looked at Lin Fan fiercely.

"Everyone, pay attention! This guy has good skills, and a person may not be his opponent!"

In the wheelchair, Brother Cheng's face changed, and he shouted:

"There are at least three people who can beat him!"

Those little thugs' eyes flashed, they didn't expect Lin Fan to be so strong.

"Three?"

Contempt appeared in Lin Fan's eyes.

The next moment, he moved.

It is like a tiger entering a flock, and the fist wind is surging.

Bang!

Bang!

He was very fast, and every blow landed on the fatal part of the body.

Temples, lower vulva, neck, back of the head......

"Ahh

"It hurts me!"

The screams mixed with the sound of fists to flesh sounded in the hallway.

Twenty seconds were up, and the seven or eight thugs all fell to the ground, motionless and wailing.

If it weren't for Lin Fan's hand, these people would already be corpses.

"Good...... It's horrible!"

In the wheelchair, Brother Cheng was dumbfounded.

This kid is too powerful!

Her wife was also so frightened that she was holding the urn, trembling constantly, and looking at Lin Fan in fear.

How did they know that ordinary people would not have any advantage over Lin Fan in numbers.

No matter how many people there are, Lin Fan's every blow falls in the accurate position, making people lose their combat effectiveness in an instant.

"Hurry up, call someone!"

Brother Cheng was really scared, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

Lin Fan crossed his arms and smiled playfully, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Ten minutes later.

"Who doesn't know whether it's alive or dead, dares to trouble my brother!"

A shout came.

Twenty or thirty thugs rushed up from the corridor and blocked the corridor to the brim, each with an iron rod and a steel pipe in his hand, led by a yellow hair.

"It's finally here!"

Seeing the yellow hair, Brother Cheng's hanging heart suddenly fell.

This Huang Mao is the number one junior brother under Brother Scar, a tyrant in the shantytown, and there are dozens of people under him, and he is also his backstage.

The day before yesterday, the dog bit people, and the reason why Brother Cheng dared to threaten Lin Fan, saying that he was a local and had a relationship, was all because of this yellow hair.

"Huh?"

Seeing Huang Mao, Lin Fan and Wu Chuan were stunned.

This yellow hair, the first time Lin Fan went to the shantytown, he kicked him far away.

The second time they met was in the hospital, and if it weren't for Xiaoshan's arrival, they might have been beaten by Lin Fan again.

"Brother Huangmao!"

Brother Cheng was overjoyed, and pointed at Lin Fan: "It's this kid! Many brothers have been injured under his hands!"

"Look for death!"

A grim glint flashed in Huang Mao's eyes, and he looked at it along his fingers.

The next moment, his pupils shrank, and a great fear appeared in his eyes.

Lin ...... Lin Shao?!"

Yellow-haired stammered.

What happened in the People's Hospital is still vivid, Scar's arms were abolished, and now he is still lying in the ICU, and finally lost 1 million.

In the final analysis, it's all because Scar offended the young man in front of him.

If you want to talk about relationships, this Lin Shao also has something to do with him, and is the life-saving benefactor of Chen Wouji, the eldest brother of his eldest brother's eldest brother.

The status of the two is 108,000 miles apart.

The other party can hold him to death with a random finger, and drown him with a mouthful of spit.

It's not a level at all.

Huang Mao couldn't understand how Xiaocheng provoked a big man with such a terrifying status.

What's more, they called him over to help.

Doesn't that push him into the fire pit?

Thinking of this, Huang Mao shivered.

"Brother Huangmao, do it!"

Seeing that Huang Mao was motionless, Brother Cheng urged.

"I'll move you!"

Huang Mao scolded, slapped him, and slapped Brother Cheng's face, which hurt hotly.

"Huh?"

Brother Cheng covered his face and was dumbfounded: "Brother Huangmao, why did you beat me?!"

"Yes, Brother Huang Mao!" His wife was also puzzled, pointing at Lin Fan, and said angrily:

"You want to beat this scumbag, it's him, kill my Jia Lele, I want his life to be worth his life!"

"I'm worth you! You two want to die, don't drag me on!"

Huang Mao scolded again and kicked the woman in the stomach.

Bang!

The woman was kicked and sat on the ground, Demu's picture frame shattered, the urn cracked, and the ashes were scattered on the ground.

"Lele, my Lele!"

The woman's face turned pale, and she hugged the urn and cried.

Huang Mao didn't even look at the woman, and walked in front of Lin Fan with a smile:

"That Lin Shao...... I have nothing to do with this family......! I'm just here for a walk. ”

"You shut her up first, it's noisy. Lin Fan squinted at the woman on the ground.

"Did you hear it, Lin Shao told you to shut up! If you don't shut up, I'll stuff the ashes in your mouth!"

The yellow hair gave the woman a vicious look.

The woman was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she suddenly didn't dare to speak when she thought of the picture of the ashes stuffed in her mouth.

"That Lin Shao......"

Yellow Fur smiled.

"Let your people clean this up, there can't be any blood stains or anything, lest my wife come back from work and scare her when she sees it." Lin Fan said again.