This guy really deserves to have practiced kung fu, not only is he fast, but his fists are also very fierce.

Hit it from the air, hidden with wind and thunder.

This is the plosive sound produced by the abundant internal qi to the fist.

If you hit someone on the head, how much damage you have to do.

Boom!!!

Punch hit!

There was a very terrible scream, nosebleeds, tooth blood and something flying all over the sky, including more than a dozen teeth.

How fierce it must be!

Someone's teeth are almost all knocked out.

Hai Dahe was dumbfounded, withdrew his fist in disbelief, and looked at it seriously.

He was very embarrassed: "I obviously beat that kid, how can I ...... Why did you punch you in the head, Young Master Nangong? I don't understand. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the back of his head vigorously.

A burst of weakness......

The feeling of being over is surging, why did I actually punch the master?

In just five seconds, Hai Dahe smashed into Xia Fan with a punch.

Suddenly, Xia Fan's head disappeared, and Nangong Piao's face appeared.

That's it......

His whole face was turbulent, and his nose was bloody and his teeth were like snow.

Slow down the motion, it's sure to be spectacular.

Nangong Piao was almost beaten out, but was caught by Xia Fan.

"Look, your men dare to beat you, if I hadn't caught you, you would have been sent flying. Maybe, he will hit the wall, his head will be bleeding, he will have a severe concussion, and he will either become a madman or a vegetative person. You don't have to thank me, you just need to keep playing with me. ”

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Piao screamed again.

His thumb was also mercilessly nailed in by Xia Fan.

From this, a whole left hand, five fingers straight up.

It's like a broom, bloody.

Nangong Piao looked at his hands incredulously, changed his tone and shouted: "My ...... Hand yes!!"

The sound was completely leaking, and at least three-quarters of the teeth were knocked out.

Xia Fan excitedly grabbed his right hand and picked it up again: "Hehe, let's continue to play, I still have iron nails." ”

He raised his other hand, and five iron nails gleamed horribly between his fingers.

Nangong Piao: "...... Why is there still ...... Are you conjuring up so many nails?"

He was so frightened that he was about to kneel, and cried out in despair:

"Don't ...... torture me again, or our Nangong family will definitely not let you go...... No, no, as long as you let me go, I'll give you money! I'll give you a million...... Give you five million ...... Let me go, don't let my hands hurt again!!"

Hai Dahe gritted his teeth, and continued to hit Xia Fan with heavy punches: "I will definitely be able to hit you this time!!"

While fighting, he was still engrossed in staring at Xia Fan's face.

Seeing that this punch was about to hit, he suddenly became dazzled.

I don't know what's going on, what appeared in front of me was no longer Xia Fan's face, but Nangong Piao.

Nangong Piao watched Hai Dahe hit him with another heavy punch, and raised his two hands in fright. One moment to the left, the other to the right, his hands constantly waving in the air.

He panicked: "Hai Yamato, why are you here again!!Are you going to save me or beat me......? I have a sentence that mom sells batches!!"

Hai Dahe hurriedly braked and pulled his fist back hard.

But because the punch he hit was too hard, although it was withdrawn, the person lost his center of gravity, and the whole person retreated.

A big kick kicked at him.

Bang!!

Kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Although this guy is strong, his lower abdomen is also full of strength like a steel plate.

But being kicked by Xia Fan like this, he still let out a cry of pain and took seven or eight steps back, finally stabilizing his posture.

He endured the pain and shouted loudly: "Boy, if you have the ability, you can let Young Master Nangong go and fight with us!"

Those big men: "Let the young master Nangong go, there is a kind of let's fight!!"

Xia Fan smiled and raised five steel nails: "Okay, it's decided." But the game isn't over yet, so you wait. ”

grabbed Nangong Piao's hand, and suddenly exerted force, and a stream of Xuanhuang Qi came out.

Originally, Nangong Piao clenched his fists, but it was really hell.

A force rushed into the wrist, holding all five fingers out.

The cold light flashed in front of him.

He let out a terrible scream again, and his hand was let go by Xia Fan.

"Okay, the game is over, isn't it cool for Young Master Nangong? In the past, you nailed other people's fingers, but now it's someone else's turn to nail you. It must be refreshing, enjoyable, right?"

Nangong Piao couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

He raised his bloody right hand and looked at the iron nail cap that came out of his five fingers, and then raised his equally miserable left hand to look.

Then, heartbreaking: "Kill him! Kill him!"

Hai Dahe waved his hand vigorously and rushed towards Xia Fan with more than a dozen strong men.

Now that this kid is not holding the young master, there is no need to cast a mouse bogey.

Xia Fan was a little sorry that he didn't bring the iron rod.

Actually, he had a belt, but when he parked it, he plugged it next to the motorcycle.

The absence of an iron rod does not mean that he is afraid, and it does not mean that he can't fight, but he just wants to use the iron rod to show off his might, and he is addicted to playing stick methods.

He flashed and jumped like lightning towards the audience.

All of a sudden, jump next to a large pile of chairs.

The spectators were so frightened that they flashed to the side, shivering against the wall.

The scene they saw just now also made them addicted, looking at Xia Fan's eyes like looking at a killing god.

Hai Dahe and the others on the stage were obviously about to pounce on Xia Fan, and they raised their fists or raised their big feet one by one to kick him to death.

Suddenly, he disappeared, leaving only Nangong Piao who collapsed to the ground in front of him!

They were startled, and although they immediately came to the brakes, the momentum was too strong to stand.

Cracking sound......

He stepped on their young master.

Nangong Piao: "......"

The face is full of grievances that have been doggy.

A series of screams of all kinds......

When a group of people stepped on him, he had large footprint prints from head to toe.

It was miserable, and the bones were broken.

Stunned, Nangong Piao was heartbroken again: "Please look at me, okay? Didn't you see me fall to the ground? You don't have long eyes? My hand ...... My hand was already pierced with ten iron nails by that bastard, and it hurt so much, and I was stepped on by you like this!!"

He lifted his left hand with great difficulty, and its flesh was blurred and its bones exploded.

Haida and the others said sorry.

Nangong Piao was extremely sad and indignant: "It's useful to say I'm sorry, why do you want the police? Hurry up and clean up that kid!!"

A group of subordinates nodded their heads in response, and swore again, saying that they would definitely beat that kid to death and avenge Young Master Nangong.

As soon as he turned around, he threw himself at Xia Fan in the audience.

Suddenly......

Nangong Piao hurriedly hugged his head and shouted loudly: "What are you doing...... Can't you take a detour to me again?"

Then......

There was another crackling.

More than a dozen big men stepped on Nankong Piao again.

When they rushed over, the young master only had the breath out but not the breath in.

His limbs were wide open, his head was tilted to one side, and his tongue was spitting out and foaming at the mouth.

He muttered, "A bunch of bastards...... Stepping on me is addictive. ”

A dozen guys are about to jump off the stage-

Hai Daiwa suddenly shouted: "Be careful!!"