"What a-family, it's a fighter in the garbage!"

"He's also called a master? I just want to say, 'Huh'!"

"Damn! I thought he was very ****, but it turned out to be a ****!"

……

Feng Hu's shamelessness caused everyone's dissatisfaction.

If you can't beat someone, forget it, admit your mistake, apologize, and hold hands in the future, you will still be good friends.

However, he is shameless to let Ye Fan make ten moves!

Ni Mom!

You can't be so shameless!

Listening to the insulting voices around him, Feng Hu's old face also turned red, but if he didn't do it like this, how could he defeat Ye Fan?

In order to save face, he can be so shameless that he doesn't even want to do discipline!

"Ye Fan, are you talking? Didn't you say let me make ten moves? What's wrong, you want to regret it so quickly?"

Feng Hu was cheeky, and he couldn't describe him as brazen at the moment.

"My words count!"

Ye Fan smiled slightly bitterly, seemingly a little helpless.

He thought to himself, how can you say that you are also a person who practices martial arts, but now that the festival is shattered, you are so ****, do your family know?

"Okay!

Feng Hu was ecstatic in his heart, although his skills were not as good as Ye Fan, but if the other party let him make ten moves, the situation would be different.

Hmph! I don't believe it if I am killed, I can't kill you in ten moves!

"Stop talking nonsense!

Ye Fan seemed a little impatient, so he urged.

Damn it!

This time, Lao Tzu must seize the opportunity to make another move!

Because he had missed before, Feng Hu was extremely cautious, only to see him punching and testing from time to time, and his body jumped left and right, like a circus clown.

"Damn, what are you doing, isn't it tiring to jump around?"

"Damn, where is he competing, it's clearly dancing cha cha dance!"

"Mom, hurry up, I'm going to go to dinner!"

……

Seeing that Feng Hu didn't do it for a long time, the onlookers began to be dissatisfied, so they started to coax one after another.

Damn it!

Lao Tzu is out of the way!

Feng Hu secretly scolded himself, and then his momentum skyrocketed rapidly,

"First move!"

At this moment, after he moved, the air directly produced a sonic boom, and his hands and fists were clenched, blasting towards Ye Fan's chest like cannonballs.

"That's not enough. ”

Ye Fan smiled disdainfully, turned sideways slightly, and avoided Feng Hu's fist very lightly.

What the?

I didn't hit him? This ...... Is this impossible?

At this time, Feng Hu's whole person was shocked.

I punched myself just now, but after some careful consideration, the purpose is to defeat the enemy with one move!

However, I can't even touch his body!

He...... How good is he?

Suddenly, his heart became turbulent.

However, Feng Hu was very unwilling and couldn't swallow this bad breath!

As the saying goes: people want faces, trees need bark!

Being humiliated in public again, Feng Hu was completely enraged.

I saw that his face was flushed, his beard trembled, his whole body was trembling with anger, and a pair of eyes that were deeply sunken in his eye sockets, like a pair of fire beads, stared straight at Ye Fan.

"Damn, you stinky boy, don't be scared, look at my second move!"

Feng Hu shouted angrily and rushed towards Ye Fan like an out-of-control beast.

Of course!

The result was the same, he couldn't even touch Ye Fan's body!

Feng Hu was mad with anger, like a raging beast, and used seven or eight moves one after another.

However, no matter how fast he shot, Ye Fan would always beat him faster.

Finally, Feng Hu squandered all the ten moves that Ye Fan had asked him to make.

"Ten moves are over!"

Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and seemed to say, I have given you a chance, but you didn't grasp it.

"Damn, you kind of let me make twenty more moves, and I vouch for my personality, and I will definitely defeat you. ”

Feng Hu felt that his discipline was shattered, so he simply broke the jar and broke it, and when he said this, his old face was not red.

"Okay! Twenty moves are twenty moves!"

……

A few minutes later, Feng Hu was half-squatting, his hands were supported on his knees, his breathing was a little unsmooth, and he could see that he was out of breath, and it seemed that his physical strength was very exhausted.

After resting for a while, he scolded without blushing and heartbeat, "Your uncle, there is a kind of let me make thirty more moves!"

The voice just fell!

Those fans who used to regard him as a martial arts idol can be said to have completely seen his undisciplined character.

So, everyone started to curse one after another.

"I'll go!

"Motherfuck!

"People are shameless, the world is invincible!" he ...... this time !"

At this time, even Feng Renliang wanted to find a hole to drill into.

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone as shameless as my father.

Dad!

Moral!

There is wood!

Wude!

There is wood!

Cheek!

There is wood!

……

Seeing that Feng Hu was tired of trying to let him make tricks, no matter how good Ye Fan's temper was, he was also a little upset.

I saw him with a straight face, and said indifferently: "Haven't you heard of 'no more than three'? You have already done it twice, and I am so hungry now, I can't bear you anymore, so I ......"

"So what?"

Feng Hu's face was so frightened that his face was like earth, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his legs couldn't help but weaken.

"So I don't have to put up with it anymore!"

Say it!

Ye Fan condensed his breath and said to himself: One heavy strength!

Immediately, he punched Feng Hu violently.

In a hurry, Feng Hu also stretched out his fist to block forward.

At first, Feng Hu didn't notice anything, but as soon as Ye Fan punched, he felt that something was wrong.

Bang!

The fists of the two were imprinted together.

Feng Hu felt his fist paralyzed for a while, and then it seemed that the opponent's fist was surging with a fierce force.

I saw Feng Hu take a few steps back decadently, feeling a tightness in his chest, and a bloody smell quickly surged up from the depths of his throat.

"Whew!"

Feng Hu vomited a pool of blood.

"You...... What kind of kung fu are you, how can you have dark energy?"

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, and he sneered: "Oh! Do you want to learn? I'll teach you when I have time!"

"You ......"

Feng Hu himself was seriously injured, and now he was still angry with Ye Fan, he couldn't think about it for a while, causing the blood to flow backwards.

Suddenly, he felt that his eyes were dark, and then the whole person passed out directly.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Feng Renliang was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward to help, he tried his best to call the other party, but Feng Hu, who was in a coma, where could he hear his son's call?

"Cut !!"

Feng Hu was stunned by the popularity, and the onlookers were booed and abused, almost all of which were unbearable foul language.

I saw Ye Fan walking up with a smile, which scared Feng Renliang to pee.

A pale yellow liquid flowed from his crotch and down his thighs, soaking through the entire pants.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

"I beat your dad, should you call me 'master'?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, but this smile hid a chill, as if he would hit someone at any time.

Even the father on the tiger list is not Ye Fan's opponent, where does Feng Renliang dare to go against Ye Fan's meaning.

I saw that his face was pale, and after holding his breath for a long time, he finally opened his mouth and shouted.

"Master!"

"Grandson is so good!haha!come!I'll give you something!!"

After that, Ye Fan took something out of his body.

Feng Renliang took it and looked puzzled, "Why are you giving me a dollar?"

"You can use this dollar to buy candy!

……