The angry mustache with fiery eyes let out a beast-like roar, and kept greeting Zhao Fan like crazy, he had already forgotten the idea of pretending to accidentally injure Zhao Fan, and the moves were all aimed at the fatal place.

+5 XP

+5 XP

Experience +5......

Listening to the sound of the system's prompts kept ringing, feeling the refreshing feeling of the current fluctuating after being hit every time, in just a few minutes, he had already collected more than two hundred experience points, Zhao Fan felt that this Pinxuan was simply his paradise.

"Okay, Xiao Qi, come down, you're not his opponent!" While Zhao Fan was happily collecting experience points, Xiang Desheng, who was standing under the ring, couldn't stand it anymore and let out a cold snort.

The mustache stomped his feet hard, and the sturdy ring seemed to shake a few times, and it was obvious that he was unwilling. However, when he heard Xiang Desheng's order, he still gasped and retreated to the side.

"Want to run, hit me so much, I haven't fought back yet!" The mustache will obey Xiang Desheng's orders, which does not mean that Zhao Fan will listen. Seeing the mustache retreating, he didn't mean to stop at all, his feet staggered out, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of the mustache, and his fist was pumped towards his face.

"That's enough, Mr. Zhao, you can stop!" Xiang Desheng couldn't hold back any longer, his face was so heavy that he was about to drip water, and shouted to Zhao Fan, who was still pestering, with a dark face.

"Doesn't it count if you promised? I said that I would fight with all of them, and I regretted it so quickly?" Zhao Fan's strange voice came, and Xiang Desheng was trembling with anger.

It was naturally impossible for the mustache on the stage to stand and beat Zhao Fan, and the two were soon fighting together again, Zhao Fan still greeted him in the face when he made a move, and he roared angrily.

"Very good, Fang Dong, I have already given you enough face. I'm also a person with a face, since you, the life-saving benefactor, are so aggressive, then you can't blame me for being polite!" Xiang Desheng said to Fang Wenzheng with a dark face, and without waiting for him to respond, he waved his hand, and the nineteen camouflage uniforms that were already so angry that their eyes were red roared and rushed into the ring.

"Brother, what the hell are you going to do, are you crazy?"

Zhao Rui had already rushed to the edge of the ring. At this moment, he was roughly pushed by a few camouflage uniforms, and he kept stomping his feet in a hurry, and shouted anxiously. It's just that there is already a fight in the ring, where else can anyone hear his voice?

"Is this a death begging for death? Xiang Zong is only afraid that he has a murderous intent, if it weren't for so many people watching, this kid is afraid that he will really have to confess here!"

"I deserve to die, I've been dead for so long, if I don't fulfill him, we all feel a little embarrassed!"

"Hehe, since Mr. Xiang said so, do you think he can be fine? I estimate that the injuries are light, and it is likely to be a lifelong disability, which is worse than death!"

"Who is to blame then? If he doesn't die, he will die by himself, even if he dies, he deserves it!"

"Don't kill anyone!" Seeing the crowd around him, Xiang Desheng frowned and shouted in the ring.

"Fang Dong, don't look at me like that. You've seen it all the way through, and I think I've shown enough sincerity. If you still want to turn your face with me for this thing that doesn't know whether to live or die, I can only admit it to Xiang Desheng!" Feeling Fang Wenshan's gaze towards him, Xiang Desheng lost the politeness he had just now, and roared with a calm face.

"Alas!" Fang Wenzheng could only sigh, he was like this, and he couldn't say anything to defend Zhao Fan.

Xiang Desheng can be said to be a sideways figure in Xiling City, even if he did something wrong, few people dared to make him apologize. And today, because of his face, Xiang Desheng has already lowered his posture, but Zhao Fan doesn't know why, he must make things bigger.

"Wouldn't it be over sooner if we got on it together? It's not a big girl, why are you shy? Just you kind of garbage, master, I'll let you make a hundred moves first, lest someone say I'm bullying you!" Zhao Fan's arrogant voice came from the ring, and a group of camouflage convinced Qiqi smoked and rushed towards him without standing firm after getting into the ring.

+5 XP

+5 XP

Experience +5......

More than 20 people added their fists and feet, and the speed of experience points increased was many times faster than just now, and the prompt sound of the system was like a heavenly sound, constantly ringing in Zhao Fan's mind.

"You still don't believe that you are garbage, it doesn't hurt or itch, can you give some strength?" Zhao Fan raised his hands to let them beat, and his mouth was still shouting in a weird way.

A group of camouflage uniforms were crazy, and even the strength to eat milk was taken out, and the fists and feet fell on him like raindrops. The feeling of comfort made Zhao Fan subconsciously let out a moan of ecstasy, and the strange voice made everyone have a capital embarrassment on their faces.

"Here it is again, I know that this kid must still come to this one! No, Lao Tzu must be bent, and his body reacts when he hears this sound, and I have to find a doctor to show me in a while!"

"Impossible, more than twenty fights, why is that kid still so alive? Could it be that those people in the ring are not the same people who sent Xiang to Siberia?"

"Evil, it's just too evil, isn't he really afraid of pain? What kind of horizontal training can be so powerful? Isn't it that he can't prevent it if he vents it in one breath? How can he still speak?"

The people around are stupid, twenty of them beat one, and those who were beaten were still alive, who would believe it?

"No, if you carry it so hard, it will scare them, maybe you won't fight, you have to give them some hope!" Zhao Fan saw the hesitation on the faces of those camouflage uniforms, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he had an idea in his heart.

Immediately, Zhao Fan in the ring was "put down" to the ground by several camouflage uniforms, and Zhao Fan screamed like killing a pig.

"Brother!" A scream came from Zhao Rui's mouth, watching the twenty people keep punching and kicking Zhao Fan who was lying on the ground, the little girl burst into tears, if it wasn't for Fang Wenzheng and the driver Xiao Wu to stop her, she would have climbed into the ring.

Xiang Desheng let out a cold snort in his mouth, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the expression on his face finally eased a little.

"I'll just say, no matter how much you can carry the fight, you can still block more than 20 people's punches and kicks? This kid pretended to be too forced, and he took it now!"

"Beat him!"

"Beat him!" ......

Seeing that Zhao Fan was finally knocked to the ground, the people around him breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, and then let out a cheer, and then shouted in unison.

Obviously, it seems that Xiang Desheng's side is the dominant side, but in the eyes of everyone, no matter how you look at it, they feel that Xiang Desheng is the one who is being bullied, and they actually have some hatred for Zhao Fan.

"Oh, it hurts! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"Hey, who's going to move my chrysanthemum, is there any discipline? I'm going to turn my face if I do it again!" ......

Zhao Fan, who was lying on the ground holding his head, kept screaming, although it still sounded a little yin and yang, but it still made Zhao Rui and Fang Wenzheng anxious.

"Mr. Xiang, be merciful to your subordinates! No matter what, he is my savior, young people are impulsive, you don't want to be like him!" Fang Wenzheng ran to Xiang Desheng sweating profusely, and helped Zhao Fan intercede while making a gesture.

"Don't worry, my subordinates are still a little measured. But if you do something wrong, you always have to pay some price, otherwise I won't have to open this Pinxuan in Xiling City in the future!" Xiang Desheng said lukewarmly.

Seeing Xiang Desheng's attitude, Fang Wenzheng knew that he didn't mean to let Zhao Fan go at all. Raising his eyes to see Zhao Fan, who was kicked by countless pairs of feet after falling to the ground, he turned his heart sideways, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the ring.

"Stop him!" Seeing Fang Wenzheng's movements, Xiang Desheng shouted at Liao Xue and the others with a dark face, and personally rushed over and pulled Fang Wenzheng off the edge of the ring with a few people.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and Zhao Fan felt that the experience points were constantly decreasing, and many people had no experience points on him.

"Okay, you're almost done, it's my turn now!" Hearing Zhao Fan's angry voice coming from the ring, a noisy training ground seemed to be pressed the pause button, and it instantly became silent.

"He, he can still get up?"

"I've been pressed to the ground and beaten for so long, let alone beaten hundreds of times, right?

"Is he a monster? At this time, Xiang Zong's people shouldn't release water, right?"

Everyone rubbed their eyes vigorously, and their faces were full of disbelief when they saw Zhao Fan put down the two camouflage uniforms closest to him with a sweep leg, and then a dace bounced off the ground.

His face looked slightly pale, and he was gasping for breath, still with a cynical look on his face.

One hand slapped the dust on his body at will, and the moment the other hand was raised, he caught a punch from a camouflage suit screaming. With a twist of the force, the camouflage uniform let out a muffled snort, and his arms twisted like twists, taking his entire body in a circle, and then fell to the ground.

"Hmph!" Xiang Desheng's cold snort came from under the ring, and a group of camouflage uniforms who were still stunned were startled and rushed towards Zhao Fan again.

Just now, Zhao Fan just wanted to collect a little more experience points, and he didn't have any serious resistance at all. A group of camouflage uniforms can grasp the hand if they want to, hold their legs if they want to hold their legs, and fight as much as they want, and they are also very happy.

But at this moment, Zhao Fan is already ready to harvest the last wave of experience points, and he has the intention to put them all down, where will he give them a chance?

I saw his feet stepping quickly, his body shuttling in the ring like a swimming fish, his hands, elbows, feet, knees, shoulders, head and other parts have become powerful weapons, and every strong camouflage uniform is touched by him, and he will let out a muffled snort.

More than 20 camouflage uniforms flew out upside down in a short period of time, and those who were lucky could still be blocked by the fence of the ring, and those who were unlucky were directly beaten under the ring.

The people around felt a little chill in their bodies, because none of the people who were put down by Zhao Fan could stand up again. Looking closely, I found that many of their joints had been removed by Zhao Fan, and these people didn't see clearly how he did it from beginning to end.

+5 XP

+5 XP

Experience +5......

A full twenty prompts appeared in a row, and another hundred experience points were in hand, and when I looked up, I saw that all twenty camouflage uniforms had fallen to the ground.

Zhao Fan, who had collected more than 10,000 experience points in more than half an hour, just wanted to cheer loudly, in less than half a day, more than 10,000 of 200,000 upgrade experience had been gathered, and he was almost about to give up now, but now he was simply full of confidence.