Following Fan Biao's words, the buddy with the steel pipe deliberately knocked on the walls on both sides with the steel pipe.

"Bang bang bang bang bang ......"

The harsh sound is terrifying to hear.

Fan Biao didn't want to knock down the dialect all at once, it would be too boring.

He just wants to play slowly, playing dead dialects.

It's just that what makes him depressed is that the expression on Fang Yan's face hasn't changed at all.

Even the big beauty behind him didn't have any expression.

"Brother Biao spoke, didn't you hear it?"

Feifei Wong spoke again.

Being beaten just now made her hateful.

A waste, who dared to hit her.

Fan Biao turned his head to look at Feifei Wong, and then looked at Fang Yan.

"Don't talk, do you?"

Fan Biao opened his mouth and spat out a puff of smoke and waved his hand at the tattooed man, "Cut off my hand first!"

The corner of the tattooed man's mouth suddenly showed a cruel smile, and the steel pipe in his hand rubbed sparks on the ground.

"Boy, stick your hand out, or I'm not sure you'll hurt the other parts. ”

Fang Yan looked up at Fan Biao.

"Biaozi, you and your dad are so ungrateful, it's so disappointing to me. ”

Fan Biao frowned.

The hardness of the dialect was beyond his imagination.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, staring at the tattooed man behind Fang Yan, "Do it, just take a breath." ”

"Great!"

A bloodthirsty smile immediately appeared on the tattooed man's face.

In fact, in his opinion, going directly down with a steel pipe will save more than 100 troubles.

But the man had money to take away the trouble.

Fan Biao wants to pretend to be forced.

They can only accompany them.

"Don't kneel yet!"

Just as they raised the steel pipe in their hands, they heard a coquettish shout, and the next moment, they felt a numb knee and knelt on the ground.

"What do you do?"

Fan Biao was waiting to hear Fang Yan's miserable scream, but he didn't expect that Fang Yan's miserable voice did not come, but he found that the tattooed man was kneeling behind Fang Yan.

The tattooed man also wondered why at this time.

But to his horror, he found that not only could he not move, but he could not even speak.

Cold sweat instantly thickened.

He messed with people he shouldn't mess with.

Fang Yan turned his head to look at the two tattooed men behind him, and then looked at Fan Biao.

"Now you are on your knees, and it is too late for you to prostrate and ask for sin. ”

"I'm on my knees?"

Fan Biao couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Not to mention the current dialect, even the dialect of the former majestic time, it is not his opponent.

Although I don't know what the hell is going on with tattooed men?

However, he would never believe that it was because of tongues that he knelt down.

Now there are two thugs by his side, and there is also a master in Wuling Hongguang who his father has paid a lot of money to invite.

That man's name was Louis, the king of the Western Underground World, and the deputy head of the Wolftooth Mercenaries, a super mercenary group.

Even if the dialect or the beauty next to him is a master, so what?

By Louis, he is not afraid of anyone.

Let him kneel for the tongue?

Joke!

"You two, give it to me!"

Fan Biao snorted coldly.

"Young master, how can you be provoked by scumbags like you?"

Without waiting for the two thugs to walk to Fang Yan's side, Su Xue'er let out a cold snort, and as soon as her body moved, the two of them flew out more than ten meters directly, and then slammed on the ground, motionless.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause, and then I saw a sturdy white man walking on Wuling Hongguang.

"I thought there were no masters in Huaxia, but I didn't expect to see a real master tonight, not bad, not bad!"

Seeing this white man, a triumphant smile spread across Fan Biao's face.

"Fang Yan, you really surprised me, there was such a powerful little lady by my side. ”

"But what's that? Look behind you, that's the deputy head of the international super mercenary group, the wolftooth mercenary, it's still too late to kneel for me, if you wait for Uncle Louis to make a move, then I can't guarantee that your whole body will be in good condition." ”

As he spoke, Fan Biao proudly took the red wine that Faye Wong had poured for him and took a sip gently.

Louis had a faint smile on his face, "In the Western underground world, I have also met two Huaxia masters, their kung fu is indeed very high, and their bodies are even more invulnerable. ”

"It's a pity that they died in the end, do you know why?"

"Noise!"

Su Xueer snorted coldly and turned her head to look at Louis abruptly.

At the moment when Su Xueer turned her head, Louis flipped his hand, and suddenly a gun appeared in his left and right hands at the same time.

Browning in the left hand, Desert Eagle in the right.

"You have a saying in Huaxia called 'No matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives', and I send you a sentence 'no matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of guns'. ”

The Desert Eagle is as powerful as a rifle.

His disadvantage is his slow rate of fire.

And Browning's firing speed just makes up for the lack of the Desert Eagle.

With these two guns in hand, Louis dared to stand out from the world.

What kind of kung fu master, in his opinion, is a matter of one shot.

If one shot doesn't work, then a few more.

"You're talking too much!"

Su Xueer shook her head, her figure flashed, and she rushed towards Louis.

Feeling the incense wind coming, Louis instinctively raised his pistol to fire.

But the next moment, he was horrified to see his body standing quietly in place, but his head disappeared.

Immediately after, his consciousness dissipated into the air.

All that was left was a headless corpse, spurting blood.

"That's your pride?"

A crisp voice sounded, and Su Xue'er casually threw the still wide-eyed head next to the corpse.

"In the next life, remember not to talk so much nonsense. ”

Bang!

Fan Biao, who was tasting the wine, was dumbfounded, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, but he didn't notice it.

Feifei Wong even collapsed to the ground, so frightened that she couldn't say a word.

"This is the master you're looking for?"

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth rose slightly, and he bent down to pick up the steel pipe that the tattooed man had dropped on the ground, and walked towards Fan Biao.

The harsh sound of the steel pipe rubbing against the ground, like a talisman, spread into the hearts of Fan Biao and Feifei Wong.

Watching Fang Yan approach step by step, the two of them trembled with fright, and they couldn't even speak.

Burst!

A strange sound, followed by a foul smell spreading through the air.

Although there was already a big puddle of wet under his buttocks, Fan Biao didn't seem to feel it, and just kept moving his body backwards.

"What did you just say?"

Fang Yan looked down at Fan Biao, "I'm a person with bad ears." ”

Fan Biao looked down at his dialect in horror, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Tongues, we are brothers, you can't do this to me?"

"Brother?"

Fang Yan sneered, "But why didn't you say that we were brothers before?"

"I ......"

Fan Biao was frightened, and suddenly wanted to grab a life-saving straw, and suddenly raised his head and stared at Fang Yan.

"Dialect, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll ask my dad to give you money, give you lots and lots of money......"

"No, you don't!"

Fang Yan sneered and slowly raised the steel pipe in his hand.

"No, I can tell you a secret, as long as you don't kill me. ”

Fan Biao said hurriedly.

The steel pipe planted by the dialect hand, without any hesitation, was smashed directly.

Click!

One of Fan Biao's legs was suddenly twisted and deformed, and the severe pain made Fan Biao's face distort, and his whole body trembled violently.

Seeing Fang Yan raise the steel pipe in his hand again, Fan Biao was anxious.

Ignoring the pain in his legs, Fan Biao gritted his teeth and shouted, "It's about the mystery of your parents' deaths." ”

Swish!

The steel pipe stopped above Fan Biao's head.

"Say!"

Fang Yantong's eyes were red, staring at Fan Biao.

I suddenly felt a bad feeling in my heart.

Could it be that the death of his parents was not an accident?

Fan Biao was sweating profusely, and felt the steel pipe less than three inches above his head, and his whole person collapsed.

"I don't know if your parents' death was an accident after all, but before your parents had an accident, I saw someone sneaking around your parents' car, and then your parents had an accident in that car. ”

"Who's that guy?"

The voices of the tongues trembled.

His parents were in a car accident, and it turned out that there was a hidden secret.

And the father's company?

"I didn't know, I just saw a dark shadow and then I was knocked unconscious. ”

Fan Biao hurriedly said, "If you want to know, why don't you track down the person who occupied your company?"

Dialects take a deep breath.

He hadn't thought about it before.

Now that he was reminded by Fan Biao like this, he immediately felt that there was a problem.

Why is the heir of his own company someone else, not his young owner?

"Then why didn't you say it then?"

Fang Yan looked at Fan Biao coldly.

"I ......"

Fan Biao hesitated.

He was knocked unconscious, but when he woke up, he told his father about it, but his father wouldn't let him tell him.

He didn't know why, so he kept it to the bottom of his heart.

Fang Yan sneered, "Your father won't let you say it, right?"

"No, although my dad wanted to get rid of the 100,000 yuan, my dad would never kill anyone, and when my dad knew the truth of the matter that day, he sent me directly to a remote mountainous area and let me hide there for a whole month. That incident must have involved a big person, otherwise my dad would never have been so afraid. ”

Fan Biao hurriedly explained, for fear that Fang Yan would give him a steel pipe again.

A big man who scares Fan Jianren?

Fang Yan's brows furrowed slightly.

As soon as the hand was released, the steel pipe fell down instantly.

Burst!

The sound of broken eggs rang out.

The steel pipe happened to hit Fan Biao's lower body.

"Ah......h

The terrible scream startled the birds in the trees not far away, and flew away in a large area.

Feifei Wong was even more frightened and incontinent, and the whole person seemed to be crazy.

Fang Yan glanced at the two of them, shook his head, and turned to leave.

He didn't have any interest in dealing with these two anymore.

Su Xue'er glanced at Fang Yan, then raised her hand, and two silver lights flew out, and in an instant, a septic tank in the alley burst, emitting a huge smelly liquid, roaring and gushing out.

In the blink of an eye, the entire alley was filled with a foul-smelling liquid.

The whole sky, all changed to another color.

For the magnificent and huge fountain behind him, Fang Yan had no intention of appreciating it.

Turning his head to look at Su Xue'er, who had already followed.

"You said you were going to help me open up the muscles and veins of my whole body tonight and teach me to cultivate?"

Su Xue'er nodded, "Let's go, let's go back." ”