"If I let you go at the beginning, you can leave, with my face, I can still keep you fine! Now that you are making such a big fuss, the people of the Xiao family are already red-eyed, and I can't help you!"

When Gu Ziyan seemed to look at Zhao Fan, she didn't know what to say except shaking her head. She and Zhao Fan only had a short contact, and being able to say a few words to him was already nosy, maybe more because she didn't like Xiao Yuze very well!

"This is the confidence of you to make trouble in my Xiao family's field? If you can defeat Ikeda and a group of others, you can be regarded as a master in the eyes of ordinary people!"

Xiao Yuanhang's face was gloomy, and he didn't look at the ninjas who were lying on the ground in a cold sweat, looked at Zhao Fan with disdain, and said with a sneer.

"Which end are you?"

Zhao Fan casually threw away the wet wipes in his hand, glanced at Xiao Yuanhang with his eyes, and asked indifferently.

"You don't even know me, Xiao Yuanhang, so you dare to fight here? You really make me a little admired! Looking at your kung fu, the elders of the sect should not be a nameless person! Say it, if you are lucky, I can leave you a whole corpse!"

Xiao Yuanhang laughed, and there were bursts of laughter from the crowd behind him, as if he didn't know him Xiao Yuanhang, something funny.

"Okay, don't pretend to be forced here! Listen to your tone, your status in the Xiao family should not be low, hurry up and give money, 15.75 billion! The Xiao family has a big business, and this money should not be in your eyes, what is Young Master Xiao is young and ignorant, you old guy should still have a little face, and you won't give the money if you lose, right?"

Zhao Fan's eyes swept over Xiao Yuze's face, smiled disdainfully at him with resentment, and then looked at Xiao Yuanhang again.

"Do you like money so much? Don't worry, I'll give it to you, isn't it just more than 10 billion? I can give you 100 billion!"

Xiao Yuanhang had a strange smile on his face, looked at Zhao Fan playfully, and said leisurely. As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and the group of people behind him ran quickly under his will, forming a large encirclement in an instant, tightly surrounding Zhao Fan in the middle.

He just asked casually, and since Zhao Fan didn't say anything about his master, he didn't bother to ask again. The Xiao family has a lot of confidence, in his opinion, even if Zhao Fan has a master's inheritance or something, in front of the Xiao family, he can't make any big waves.

"So generous? Is it a transfer or cash? I think it's better to transfer, so much cash, it's not very convenient to carry!"

Zhao Fan didn't seem to see the movements of these people, and even with a little joy on his face, he was still talking to himself.

"There's nothing inconvenient, the Stygian Coins! When you die, I'll burn it for you together! Don't thank me too much, after all, you also gave us such a big gift to the Xiao family!"

As soon as Xiao Yuanhang's words of compassion came out, there was already laughter around him, and everyone looked at Zhao Fan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"So, are your Xiao family ready to take this old scoundrel to the end?"

Zhao Fan grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and he looked at Xiao Yuanhang's gaze as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Ah Kun, you can take action! keep his life first, and if he dies for a hundred, let him live to see the methods of our Xiao family. When I'm in a good mood, I'll send him on his way!"

Where did Xiao Yuanhang still have the patience to continue to accompany Zhao Fan in a verbal battle? He ignored Zhao Fan's ridicule, turned back to the middle-aged man wearing a dark brown Tang costume behind him, and coldly commanded.

"Yes!"

Ah Kun bowed his head respectfully in response, and when he raised his head to look at Zhao Fan, his face was already full of smirks.

Zhao Fan's eyes fell on the feet of this person, who was wearing a pair of black soft-soled shoes, and was striding towards him. The distance he took was as close as a ruler, and every time the soles of his feet touched the ground, there was a dull sound.

This person is only about 1.7 meters tall, and he doesn't look like a particularly strong muscular man, but when his steps fell, the whole ground seemed to tremble slightly.

Looking at the place where he walked, there was a line of cracked footprints on the marble tiles on the ground. Although it is very shallow, it is very conspicuous in the bright light.

"There are really a lot of masters of the Xiao family!"

Zhao Fan had a smile on his face, he was decent, and he stomped on the ground, which was the performance of kung fu practice to the stage of Ming Jin. Looking at Ah Kun with a hideous face, Zhao Fan only felt that a large amount of experience points was spreading happily towards him.

"Brother Kun has made a move, this kid is dead! One kick can crush all the floor tiles, is that kid's bones harder than the floor tiles?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen Brother Kun make a move, this kid can actually work Brother Kun to take action personally, it's worth it if he dies!"

"Yes, Brother Kun is a master of the Ming Jin Period, and it's not easy to deal with this kind of character, and I don't know when I will reach that height!"

The guys who were put down by Zhao Fan at the beginning, after Xiao Yuanhang's group arrived, someone dragged them aside. However, these guys have too much resentment towards Zhao Fan, even if it hurts, they don't want to go to the hospital, and they want to see Zhao Fan cleaned up before leaving.

"The strength of the Xiao family is indeed incomparable to our Shinano ninjas! Now that we have lost in the hands of this Huaxia person, I am afraid that there will be no initiative in future cooperation!"

And the ninjas who broke Zhao Fan's hands and feet were not so lucky, they were covered with cold sweat and it took a lot of effort to move to the side with difficulty, looking at Zhao Fan's eyes, all with a thick look of resentment.

"I'm Lin Kun, and the people on the road gave me a nickname called Thunderbolt! Remember my name, when you die, when you go to Lord Yama, you can be regarded as having an explanation!"

The Ming Jin master named Lin Kun walked more than a meter away from Zhao Fan and stopped, clenched his hands into fists and waved lightly twice, with the sound of whirring wind. The head is high, and the chin can only be seen, and the face is full of arrogance.

"Poof, uncle, did you go to the wrong set? I don't read much, don't lie to me, isn't the Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt called Cheng Kun?"

Zhao Fan laughed out loud and subconsciously opened his mouth.

Naturally, others didn't dare to laugh along, but Gu Ziyan, who was tiptoeing to look at this side, didn't have any scruples. After hearing Zhao Fan's words, he couldn't help but laugh aloud.

Lin Kun's face turned a little dark, Zhao Fan was already a dead man in his eyes, and he wouldn't care too much if he jumped a few times before he died. But Gu Ziyan's laughter was a little too harsh.

Lin Kun let out a cold snort from his mouth, and when he looked up with the other people with cold eyes, he saw Gu Ziyan pouting and looking indifferent.

A few smiles instantly appeared on the black face, and he didn't dare to look at it again.

Lin Kun, who was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, stomped on his feet again, and the marble tiles on the ground instantly shattered, and countless debris flew everywhere. In the roar, the palm that was bent into a tile-like shape pierced the ears and slapped towards Zhao Fan's head.

"The people of the Xiao family are really domineering, even the dogs they raise are so domineering!

Zhao Fan's hands were raised at an extremely fast speed, and the light description blocked Lin Kun's two palms. Speaking casually in his mouth, his body did not tremble in the slightest, and the other party took his palms with anger and he was extremely relaxed.

+25 XP

+25 XP

The system prompt sounded twice in a row, and Zhao Fan's face was already full of joy, this person was actually able to provide twenty-five experience points for each attack.

Twenty experience points each time, one hundred times is two thousand five hundred experience points, and finally beat him until he can't take care of himself, and he can also provide another twenty-five experience points.

Lin Kun, who couldn't stand the stimulation, had already made a move with all his might, but Zhao Fan was happy in his heart.

"Give me death!"

This Ming Jin master named Lin Kun should be practicing some kind of martial arts outside the Guan. The hand is calm, wide open and closed, the palm power is extremely heavy, and it has a bit of sharpness and fierceness. Zhao Fan didn't let the opponent's palms greet him vigorously this time, although his defense was amazing, but after being hit by an opponent at this level, it was still a little painful.

Roars kept coming out of Lin Kun's mouth, shaking everyone's eardrums.

He stepped down step by step in a very rhythmic manner, turning around Zhao Fan non-stop. With each step, the ground shook slightly. The palms were slapped again and again at the same rhythm, and when the move was made, the strength was almost exhausted, and there was a terrifying momentum that could not be returned.

This person is indeed a master of the Ming Jin stage, and his skills are very profound. The speed of his palms didn't seem to be fast, but the force of each palm was terrifying. When the palm of the hand is waved, there is even the sound of whirring wind.

This man's every move is decent, and there is no deviation from the distance of every step he takes, giving people a feeling that it is as unstoppable as a mountain.

But Zhao Fan was different, although the other party sent out more than 20 palms one after another, everyone who was watching carefully on the side didn't see what decent moves he used.

He is just fast, basically every time he waits until Lin Kun makes a move, his hand starts to move, but he is often able to come first and block Lin Kun's palm in time.

+25 XP

+25 XP

+25 XP

……

The voice of the system is still ringing tirelessly, even if he blocks with his hand, the opponent will hit his body after all, and the experience value is correct.

But Zhao Fan also saw a little anxiety and hesitation in Lin Kun's eyes at this time, this person originally thought that he would be able to defeat Zhao Fan easily, but every time he made a move, he was easily blocked by Zhao Fan, and he began to be a little suspicious.

"Bang!"

The dull impact sound sounded again, and Zhao Fan stepped on the mobile phone that Xiao Yuze had dropped on the ground just now, his body staggered, and he shouted in some panic.

The sinister smile instantly hung on Lin Kun's face again, and his feet suddenly stepped out, and there was a loud cry from his mouth that shook people's minds.

The "flaws" revealed by Zhao Fan are actually not big, but Lin Kun is a master of the Ming Jin period, where would he let go of such an opportunity?

In the midst of the loud shouts, Lin Kun's terrifying palm slammed into Zhao Fan's body without the slightest doubt.

"Oops!"

Zhao Fan, who screamed in his mouth, was slapped by his palm and flew out, and the huge gambling table, which was not too far away, was hit with a tooth-aching creak, and it moved sideways more than a meter away.

"It really hurts!"

Zhao Fan grinned and stood up, and the other party's palm slapped on his shoulder, although the bones were not broken, but the whole arm was a little numb in pain.

"Brother Kun, kill him, this kid just had a fight, and it's already the end of the crossbow!"

"It turns out that this is the only ability, I thought Brother Kun couldn't beat him!"

"Brother Kun, you want to avenge us, this kid is too ruthless!"

Cheers rang out, and the casino, which had been slightly silent, soon became lively again.