"Are you here to be funny?"

If it weren't for the coercion on Huoquan's body that didn't seem to be fake, Zhang Fan would have thought that the foreign affairs team would have sent someone to play fun with him.

When Huoquan heard Zhang Fan's taunt, his face instantly turned red with a pig's liver.

He snorted, his eyes filled with anger.

"He's Nai, Lao Tzu just wasn't ready! You wait and see, Lao Tzu's trick is only starting now!"

"Okay, I'll see what you can do. ”

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he really stood in place for a long time, watching the fire fist performance with cold eyes.

The best trick of the fire fist is his rocket punch, at this moment, he can't hit it well, he immediately turns around, his steps are fast, and he doesn't see the afterimage, and he is pressing towards Zhang Fan step by step.

The heavy punch set off a fiery wave, layer upon layer, and with the progress step by step, the fist became more and more fierce, so that people dare not underestimate it.

But for Zhang Fan, Tai Chi can break it with softness and rigidity!

With one palm, Zhang Fan was about to disassemble the fist of the fire fist with soft strength, making him as weak as hitting cotton.

Unexpectedly, a touch of treacherous trickery flashed on the surface of the fire fist, and the fist changed suddenly, and the sharp blade of unknown material in the palm suddenly stretched out, stabbing Zhang Fan's heart.

The combination of rocket punching and assassination is his biggest hole card!

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be taken aback, and secretly praised.

Even he was deceived by the appearance of the fire fist, this trick is vicious enough, and his strength is okay.

It's a pity that the explosive power is not enough to pose a real threat to him.

With a faint smile, Zhang Fan's toes touched the ground, and a dragonfly swept out like water, easily dodging the fire fist's nirvana.

The Fire Fist snorted, and decisively gave up this move, using the latest magic he learned from Ah San.

I saw that there were words in his mouth, and a string of redundant and obscure incantations kept coming, and his whole person also assumed a strange posture.

It was the first time Zhang Fan had seen a person facing an enemy, and he put on such a peculiar posture.

It looks like Ah San's yoga, curled up to maintain a strange posture, and it looks like the starting pose of the folk dancing god.

He couldn't help but be intrigued by this strange move, and quietly watched the fire fist brew.

The subordinates brought out by the Fire Fist were originally cautious, for fear that Zhang Fan would suddenly attack.

At this glance, he was suddenly confused, and he cautiously stalemate with Zhang Fan.

The two reached a delicate balance, and then the fire fist let out an angry shout.

"God Vigara bless, watch me destroy the enemy with my divine skills!"

Zhang Fan almost choked on saliva when he heard this earth-shattering roar.

What the hell, waiting for a long time, a master in the late Yuan Infant stage actually learned from those gods and gods chattering Ah San, and wanted to use magic to fight the enemy?!

Zhang Fan felt that his IQ had been seriously insulted.

What's even more aggrieved is that he still thinks that the fire fist is brewing a lot of powerful tricks, and when he sees the hunting heart, he is looking forward to playing with him and absorbing the advantages of this move.

With a sneer, Zhang Fan felt a chill on his body.

The anger of being fooled was unprecedentedly high, so that he didn't want to wait for a moment, immediately swept away all the ridiculous obstacles in front of him, drove straight in, and killed the lair of the foreign affairs team!

The last smile on his lips disappeared, Zhang Fan's eyes were suddenly as sharp as unsheathed divine soldiers, and his forward momentum was even more like an unrivaled wind, unstoppable!

Before Fire Fist's men could react, they were slapped and flew out.

Defenseless, they could only let a huge force instantly shatter their internal organs, and they were already dead when they landed!

The Fire Fist was furious, and when he looked at this scene, he wanted to use the magic technique that he was proud of to behead Zhang Fan under his hands.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan's eyes swept over him without any temperature, and his figures were staggered, and he used his palm as a blade every second, slashing his neck.

The fire fist was horrified, and quickly withdrew his hand to defend, but it was still too late.

"Blessed by the gods?

"I hate Ah San's deceptive stuff the most, can you still believe these in the late Yuan Infant?"

"If your brain is not good, go back to the furnace and rebuild it, otherwise you will simply reincarnate Ah San, and never appear in front of me!"

The voice with a thick killing intent sounded, and the pupils of the Fire Fist constricted this time, and he could only watch Zhang Fan's hand knife slash through his neck.

The skull flew and blood splattered!

Fire Fist couldn't believe it until he died, the magic he learned was rubbish at all, and Zhang Fan didn't pay attention to it at all.

After killing Huoquan and his men, Zhang Fan continued to walk towards the depths of the headquarters of the foreign affairs group with a murderous aura.

In the conference room, Jiang Zhaoming's eyelids jumped, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

He hurriedly looked at the leader of the group, and saw Tang Cheng's fingers knocking on the table, his eyes moving slightly.

"The breath of the fire fist is gone, go out and see if the enemy has already hit the door. ”

What!With such a fast speed, the Fire Fist was solved by that Zhang Fan!?

Jiang Zhaoming and other high-level officials suddenly set off a storm in their hearts.

They all knew the strength of the Fire Fist, not to mention that with the Ah Sanshen Technique, the Fire Fist should not have been defeated so quickly.

However, the cruel reality is in front of us, and the unpredictable team leader said it himself, and everyone can't believe it.

Jiang Zhaoming immediately stood up, his face sinking like water: "So far, it seems that only our high-level leaders have come forward to fight with them in person!"

"If you don't believe in it, you can bully more and less, then Zhang Fan can still escape from our palms!"

"That's right! We, the leaders of the branches, will attack together to see how Zhang Fan can still parry!"

Jiang Zhaoming's words made everyone regain their fighting spirit, and a group of high-level executives poured out of the conference room.

The rest of the middle layer looked at the team leader's face in silence.

I thought that with so many high-level people going out, the team leader would be able to stretch his brows and relax his mind.

Who knew that they were surprised when they looked at the team leader's expression carefully.

I saw that Tang Cheng's expression was not relaxed, but tensed even tighter, becoming more and more condensed.

"Zhang Fanmo...... Hmph, his strength may be on par with mine!"

"Let Jiang Zhaoming and the others take turns to fight, delay him, and greatly consume his physical strength, and then I will wait for work and personally clean him up!"

As soon as the middle-level people heard what the team leader said, they immediately gasped, and then looked at their noses and noses, and when they didn't hear anything.

Outside, Jiang Zhaoming and other high-level officials didn't know that they had been treated as cannon fodder outcasts by the team leader to consume the enemy's strength.

As soon as they saw Zhang Fan, everyone released their own coercion in unison, and none of them were lower than the late Yuan Infant stage.

Jiang Zhaoming, who was the leader, faintly touched the threshold of Yuanying's peak, and the aura he exuded was particularly strong, which made the impregnable base buildings shake slightly.

"You are Zhang Fan!"

"The strength is really not bad, you can kill the fire fist and come here, but your road ends here!"

"Because as long as we shoot together, even if it is the peak of the Yuan Infant, we will have to die!

Listening to the arrogant and conceited words of Jiang Zhaoming and others, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, but smiled.