"You are really the first one who dares to talk to me Jiang Dabiao like this! You are also the first one who dares to provoke my Jiang Dabiao's sister! It seems that my brother Biao has a good temper recently, and many people have forgotten me, Lao Tzu will let you have a long memory today!"

Zhao Fan didn't follow the script arranged by Jiang Dabiao at all, and he was still waiting for Zhao Fan to shout Brother Biao with admiration, but his old face turned green in an instant. Angry, he strode towards Zhao Fan with his eyes blazing, raised his slap and slapped it towards Zhao Fan's face.

"Smack!" The crisp slap was particularly clear in the silent underground parking lot, with bursts of echoes.

However, it was definitely not Zhao Fan who was sucked out, Jiang Dabiao, an amateur player, was not even interested in collecting experience points in Zhao Fan's eyes.

Slap in the face, he is professional.

Jiang Dabiao's palm was only half swung out, and Zhao Fan's slap had already landed on the plate of his shiny face. Then in the exclamations of several horse boys, a big man weighing at least two hundred pounds was pumped out like this.

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"Sure enough, it's a scum with only 1 combat power!"

The system prompt sounded in his mind, and Zhao Fan looked at Jiang Dabiao, who had a car alarm on the side with disgust, and muttered. Turning around and glancing at a few eager horses around him, these guys shrank their necks and unconsciously took a step back.

The noses of the Jiang family brothers and sisters seemed to be a little easy to break, the heads that were beaten were buzzing, and Jiang Dabiao, who was dizzy and kicking his legs on the ground, finally came back to his senses, feeling a wet cold water stain on his face, and when he reached out and touched it, he saw blood all over his hands.

When he touched it, his nose bleeds were all over his face, and the already fierce-looking guy looked a little more hideous.

Jiang Dabiao, who got up from the ground with his face covered, gasped heavily, and roared hysterically: "What are you doing in a daze? Don't kill him for me!"

People like them are typically strong when they are weak, and cowardly when they are strong. When a few horses saw Zhao Fan so easily beat Jiang Dabiao, who was the most capable among them, they were already frightened.

But they are Jiang Dabiao's younger brothers, and if they don't listen to the boss, they know very well how serious the consequences will be. Now that the boss has been beaten, staring at them fiercely, no matter how afraid they are, they have to make a show.

The yellow hair gritted his teeth, took the lead and roared, took out a knife pinned to his waist, and raised his hand to stab Zhao Fan in the stomach.

With one person taking the lead, the others were also a little bolder, and each took out the guy hidden in his clothes, and beckoned to Zhao Fan with his head and face.

"Jiang Dabiao?"

"Brother Biao?"

"Garbage?"

"Call Daddy?"

Zhao Fan spoke casually in his mouth, and his hand was pulled out again and again very rhythmically. A series of crisp sounds followed, followed by a burst of screams like ghosts crying wolf, and every time he slapped out, a horse boy was pumped out sideways.

I don't know how many vehicle alarms in the underground parking lot have been touched, and the sound of whining and whining is one after another, and the lights of various colors keep flashing indiscriminately.

In total, it was less than fifteen seconds, but Jiang Dabiao and his party were no longer even standing. Five system prompts sounded, and Zhao Fan didn't even have the interest to pay attention, so he only added a total of five experience points.

"We really just want to be a show, you can't do it lightly?" Several horse boys all covered half of their faces that had been completely numb, and the screams in their mouths were miserable, not to mention how resentful they were.

Lin Shiqi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she looked at Zhao Fan who had been standing in front of her with some admiration. watched a lot of movies and TV series, but it wasn't until this time that she felt that those well-designed action scenes were more than one grade worse than Zhao Fan's appearance at this time.

Crisp and neat, without hesitation, every time a wave of the hand is a person is pumped away, where is this fighting? This is swatting mosquitoes!

"This guy is really handsome!"

Lin Shiqi muttered only to find that Zhao Fan in front of him had already walked towards Jiang Dabiao. Without that strong back in front of her, although Zhao Fan was still not far from her, she had a feeling of loss in her heart.

"Lao Tzu killed you!"

Originally, Jiang Dabiao was already rushing towards Zhao Fan when a few horses made a move, but he was blocked by a horse boy flying over. When a few horses were all cleaned up, he hadn't rushed to Zhao Fan yet.

At this time, seeing Zhao Fan walking towards him, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and took out a pistol from his waist, and the swarthy muzzle was directly aimed at Zhao Fan's head.

"Ahh

When the gun appeared, Lin Shiqi's heart was so frightened that she almost jumped out.

She knows that Zhao Fan has some skills, but no matter how high her martial arts are, she is afraid of kitchen knives!

The deterrence of firearms has penetrated into the bone marrow of every modern person, even if she has confidence in Zhao Fan, when she sees this thing, she is frightened and screams loudly.

"Brother Biao, don't, if there is really a fatality, we will really be finished!"

"Brother Biao, heroes don't suffer immediate losses, today we planted it, as long as this kid is still in Xiling City, we have almost cleaned him up!"

The little brother who was still wailing on the ground just now saw Jiang Dabiao take out this thing, and his face changed greatly and he shouted.

After following Jiang Dabiao for so long, they naturally knew something about him and knew that this guy was a ruthless person. If it's really urgent, it's really possible to shoot.

They are not worried that Jiang Dabiao will be shot if he kills someone, let alone whether Zhao Fan is dead or alive, they are worried about themselves! If someone dies, they are all participants, and once they are caught by the police, none of them will be able to get better.

"I saw it when I came in, there is no surveillance here, what is there to be afraid of? I shot this kid first, and this girl will bring it back to the brothers later, and sink the body directly into the river. Even if someone finds out after three or five years, who knows that we did it?"

Jiang Dabiao said slowly with a grim sneer on his face, he was not in a hurry to shoot. Because he really wanted to see Zhao Fan have a frightened look on his face, if he could be so frightened that he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, it would be even more perfect.

"Aren't you quite capable of fighting?" Jiang Dabiao's face was covered with blood, his smile was extremely hideous, he took a step ahead, and the snatch in his hand was directly on Zhao Fan's chest.

"Fight, I'll see if you can shoot a bullet!" Jiang Dabiao sneered and struck Zhao Fan's chest with the muzzle of his gun.

At such a close distance, even if you can fight again, what if you can? If you don't make a movie, you can still dodge bullets?

"It seems that you are also a practitioner, but so what? There are more people in this world that you can't afford to mess with, and now you understand? The people who dare to go against my brother Biao have not yet been born! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu can blast you into slag as long as he shakes his hand!" Jiang Dabiao raised his hand to wipe the nosebleed that was still flowing out, and the blood on his face was even more, and it looked even more eerie in the dimly lit underground parking lot.

"Indeed, there are more people in this world, you really can't afford to mess with them!" Zhao Fan shook his head lightly, his eyes swept over Jiang Dabiao's face with pity.

Bad guys often die from talking too much!

Of course, Zhao Fan was not afraid of the "gun" in Jiang Dabiao's hand, the moment this guy took out this thing, he had already seen it clearly. This is not a gun at all, just a single-shot short-handled firebolt modified by itself.

Zhao Fan also said that the pistol in Li Yawen's hand was a toy, but this thing in Jiang Dabiao's hand was really a toy, and Zhao Fan was a little skeptical that the rusty excitation device could make this thing sound.

It looks like it's not majestic, and it's okay to scare and scare people, but it's just a big cannon, and ordinary people won't necessarily die if they are hit by this thing. Not to mention Zhao Fan, whose defense is so perverted that he can't even hit a real bullet with the blessing of the system.

However, about the secrets of the system, except for the fact that Lu Peiang's kid vaguely knew a little bit when he was in the Middle East, he had always been careful to hide it, not wanting to be discovered. If this guy really shoots, and these people find out that he can't even kill a bullet, I'm afraid it will cause some unnecessary turmoil.

He still has to stay in Huaxia for a long time, so it's impossible to kill all these guys and run away for this little thing, right?

As he spoke, his eyes raised slightly and he gestured behind Jiang Dabiao.

The words were full and his expression was in place, but Jiang Dabiao was actually extremely nervous in his heart, he really killed someone, and he knew that he really couldn't bear it. How much he hopes that Zhao Fan can cooperate, come to his knees and beg for mercy, he can also borrow the slope to get off the donkey, and I will do it lightly when I will beat you later.

However, Zhao Fan did not cooperate with him, but Jiang Dabiao, who was extremely nervous, cooperated with Zhao Fan. He involuntarily turned his head and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Zhao Fan's gaze.

And then, there is no then......

Jiang Dabiao's hand was broken, and before the wail could come out of his throat, his legs were kicked and broken by Zhao Fan again. It wasn't until the whole person fell to the ground that a hissing wail finally came out of his mouth. And he was already curled up on the ground like a ripe prawn, rubbing desperately on the concrete floor.

"Bastard, do you dare to touch me? Lao Tzu is following Brother Long of the Chengnan Gang, if you know each other, let me go quickly! Otherwise, hundreds of people in the Chengnan Gang can drown you with a mouthful of saliva!"

Jiang Dabiao, who had been hurting for a while, finally relieved his breath, with a resentful light in his eyes, staring at Zhao Fan viciously and roaring.

"Seongnam Gang, what kind of bullshit gang?

"Brother Long, is Long Aotian, dare to show off the name of such a bad street?"

"Is it a shame to spit on such an adult?"

Zhao Fan had already squatted in front of Jiang Dabiao, and when he heard his threat, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and when he asked in his mouth, it was a slap in his hand.

Three big ears scraped down, and Jiang Dabiao's face was already swollen into a pig's head. His mouth was covered with blood, and he didn't know how many teeth had been knocked out, but he couldn't say a full word except for the sound of whining and whining.

"Isn't it great to follow Brother Long? Who to scare? The eunuch is still with the emperor, so what? The basket is gone!" Zhao Fan got up and picked up his mobile phone to make a call, squinted his eyes and glanced at Jiang Dabiao's face with disdain, and still kicked him with some incomprehension.

"Lao Zhang, catch a gunman, come and receive the goods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhang Yelei on the other side of the phone let out a muffled snort.