"Who the are you? Dare to do it to Brother Long, do you want to die?"

The shouting and scolding soon rang out, after a chaotic and hurried footsteps. More than a dozen strong men with shirtless shoulders, big waists, and tattoos surrounded Zhao Fan and Long Tianyou in the middle.

Long Tianyou's face was ugly, and he was a little frightened in his heart. He was 1.82 meters tall, and the muscles in his arms bulged high. Usually in the gym, grasping a 30-kilogram barbell can stretch your straight arm for 18 seconds.

In addition to that ruthlessness, what he is most proud of is his strength. You must know that the record set by Master Bruce Lee that year was to grasp a 34-kilogram barbell and stretch his straight arm for 20 seconds.

He's infinitely close to this record.

But at this moment, after the person in front of him grabbed his wrist with one hand, no matter how he struggled, the other person's hand clamped him tightly like pliers. In order to break free of this hand, almost the whole person was hung on the other party's hand just now, but the other party didn't even shake his body.

And what chilled his heart the most was that the other party's face was so calm, and his eyes kept looking at him lightly, and he couldn't see the slightest difficulty, how much strength did this take?

"Friend, which road are you on? I am Long Tianyou of the Chengnan Gang, and behind me is the Xiao family of the provincial capital. You didn't figure out the situation just now, so I don't care about you. But now, I advise you not to get involved, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences!"

Long Tianyou took a deep breath, his face was a little ruthless, and his voice was cold and threatening.

The shirtless strong men around glanced at Long Tianyou's face in some surprise, in their hearts, Long Tianyou has always been a master who looks down on life and death, and does it if he is not satisfied, when did he talk to the other party so "well"?

"So you are that Brother Long? I thought your full name was Long Aotian, it almost scared me! It turns out that your name is Long Tianyou? I'm sorry, this name is not atmospheric enough, it didn't scare me!" Zhao Fan pursed his lips, looked at Long Tianyou with a disgusted expression, and said with a playful and sadistic face.

Chengnan Gang, Brother Long, I heard these two names from Jiang Dabiao just now, but I didn't expect to deal with this person again so soon.

"You're looking for death!"

Long Tianyou looked at Zhao Fan's indifferent face, as well as the ridiculous tone, and a wave of anger instantly rushed to his head, and his already blackened face was already full of cruelty and viciousness.

When he was talking to Zhao Fan, his other hand had quietly reached behind his back and held the dagger pinned to his waist, and in the roar, the dagger in his hand stabbed Zhao Fan in the stomach without hesitation.

"Be careful!" Lin Shiqi, Lu Xinyan, Lu Qinghui and the other three saw Long Tianyou's movements, and let out an exclamation in unison.

And the big men with cruel faces on the side all showed such a look in their eyes, and there was a cruel sneer on their faces. They seemed to have seen Zhao Fan stabbed through the stomach by Long Tianyou, and he fell to the ground covered in blood.

"There's no technical content at all, how did you become this bullshit gang leader?"

Long Tianyou's stab was very fast, but Zhao Fan's hand was faster than him, and the dagger with cold light was even stabbed out for a few centimeters, and it was difficult to move a single centimeter. Because Zhao Fan's other hand had already grabbed his wrist exactly at all, he didn't even look down at it.

Listening to Zhao Fan's playful and abusive voice, Long Tianyou, who had fallen into a rage, let out a roar from his mouth, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and he struggled with all the strength of his body.

Zhao Fan's body was still standing as straight as a javelin, Long Tianyou turned around and fell on his back and hit his head, and the soles of his shoes rubbed against the concrete ground with a rustling sound, but he couldn't shake his body. He still looked at the sweaty Long Tianyou with that kind of playful gaze, like an adult looking at a naughty child.

"Are you all fucking blind, why don't you stab him to death for me!"

Long Tianyou, who was struggling, felt that Zhao Fan's two hands holding his wrists were getting tighter and tighter, and he even heard the clicking sound of broken bones in his ears, and the pain in his heart made cold sweat drip down his forehead unconsciously.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the people he had brought with him were still standing by and watching like fools, and his anger and horror turned into a somewhat hoarse roar, and his eyes were already red, like a wounded beast.

Only then did the people around react, and they each stretched out their hands to greet Zhao Fan. It's no wonder that they have long been the most capable one in their hearts, and every time he makes a shot in person, he breaks the opponent's neck and falls to the ground wailing.

Who would have thought that today's plot would change so much? Brother Long, who is invincible, can't break free from being grabbed by someone so easily?

+2 XP

+2 XP

EXP +2......

"Is this the elite among the bastards?Experience points plus two?" More than a dozen people and more than a dozen pairs of fists and feet landed on Zhao Fan's body almost without any hindrance. Zhao Fan shook his body and squinted slightly, enjoying the refreshing feeling of this electric current.

In the thump thump sound, Lin Shiqi on the side screamed again and again. However, she accepted the lesson of the last time, not only did not get closer, but retreated a distance, and Lu Qinghui once again had a desperate look on his face.

Lu Xinyan took advantage of this opportunity to break free from the grip of the two big men, reached out and picked up a steel pipe that a few bastards had fallen to the ground just now, and raised her hand to smash it on the head of a shirtless strong man who rushed towards him.

With a cruel smile on his face, the big hand like a fan was raised at will, and he easily grabbed the steel pipe that Lu Xinyan smashed over, and the other hand was slapped in her face.

It's too close, Lu Xinyan has no way to dodge at all, even if she is wild and fearless, her eyes are full of panic at the moment.

Seeing the movement here, Lu Qinghui also screamed and limped towards the strong man, wanting to protect his daughter.

But he's farther away, where can he be saved?

Just when the father and daughter were full of panic, they only felt a flower in front of them, and a forty-three-yard big foot reached the strong man's body in the blink of an eye. The tall and strong man flew up in an instant, and even when he flew more than a meter high, the expression on his face was still the same happy smile just now.

"Don't you even dare to listen to Brother Long's words?

Zhao Fan's yin and yang strange voice sounded, but there was silence around him. The group of strong men who surrounded him just now were knocked over by him, and the man who was about to make a move on Lu Xinyan was kicked away by him, and his hands were still dragging Long Tianyou, who was tightly grasped by him.

"It turns out that you are not Peiang!" Lu Qinghui only saw Zhao Fan's face clearly at this time, his eyes were full of loss, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"What Lao Tzu said is stabbing him to death, stabbing him to death, don't you understand?"

Long Tianyou was about to explode in anger, especially when he saw the strange eyes of his subordinates falling on him, he wanted to die even more. Falling into madness, he hissed and roared as hard as he could, if his eyes could kill, not only Zhao Fan, but even those under him were all stared at by him.

The group of strong men felt Long Tianyou's hysterical anger, and one by one they shivered, and some hurriedly reached out and took out their respective weapons from their waists.

"Kill him!"

Steel pipes, knives, daggers, nunchucks, arm machines, all kinds of street gangsters' conventional weapons appeared in their hands. This time, they didn't need Long Tianyou to open their mouths anymore, they shouted in their mouths, and at the same time beckoned to Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan didn't want to behave too shockingly, sharp weapons like daggers and slices of knives, he didn't let them fall on him. Sometimes it is a direct kick to kick the opponent away, sometimes it moves the body to dodge, and more often it directly lifts Long Tianyou in his hand as a meat shield.

Even so, it was beyond the shock of the crowd watching the battle around him, and the steel pipes, nunchucks, arm strength machines and the like with the sound of whining wind fell on his body with a muffled thud.

Just hearing these voices, you can judge how much strength those strong men have used, and it makes the hearts of those who hear it tremble. But Zhao Fan, as the party concerned, had a look of enjoyment on his face, coming and going freely and shuttling through the crowd, without any intention of being hurt.

"I remember, this person is the person who went viral in the circle of friends yesterday? It turns out that he is really beating like this, but I thought it was a group of people who were deliberately acting in order to attract attention!"

"Oh my God, is this person practicing with an iron cloth shirt and a golden bell jar? These people casually greet, I guess the bones are broken, and he has nothing to do?"

"Is this the helper that Sister Yan found? Pit man, there is such a master, but let us rush ahead and take a beating!"

A group of second bastards lying on the ground humming and chirping had already hurriedly avoided it when the war started here, and when they saw such a scene at this moment, they talked loudly one by one, and looked at Zhao Fan's eyes full of disbelief and deep worship.

"This guy is really thick-skinned!" Lin Shiqi, who had been frightened, also relaxed her tense nerves at this time, and she was a little relaxed with surprise in her eyes, but she couldn't help muttering on her mouth.

+2 XP

EXP +2......

Zhao Fan held the Long Tianyou in his hand and waved it like a sack at will, and the voice of the system in his head sounded one after another, although these guys could only increase two experience points every time they hit him, but after ten or so minutes, they also collected three or four thousand experience points for him.

"I said, how hard do you Brother Long bully you in normal times? It's a pity that you don't win an Oscar for your acting skills! Are you so happy to see the boss being carried by me as a meat shield?" Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and said in a leisurely voice.

His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it, and the faces of a group of strong men changed suddenly, and their eyes glanced at Long Tianyou, who was flashing with a fierce light in his eyes, in horror, and then roared angrily one by one, and beckoned to Zhao Fan desperately.

Several people rushed over and hugged Zhao Fan's body, thinking that they would snatch Long Tianyou down first no matter what.

"I just said, how can a normal person be so able to carry the fight!"

"Is this guy stupid? What's wrong with making a lot of money? It's good now, and it's impossible for these guys to make a show even if they want to!"

Not far away, several second-class bastards had a look of sudden realization on their faces, and the expressions on their faces were much more normal. In their understanding, this is the only way to make the most sense.