"This person is all done, what am I doing if I stay here and don't leave, is it difficult that I still have to take care of the food?" Jiang Fan suddenly said playfully to the middle-aged man who came over.

"Who the hell are you?" the middle-aged man looked at Jiang Fan, his eyes full of hatred and doubt.

"Who is the fucking man of your business!

Jiang Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and was very disdainful of him, they were bastards, and he couldn't wait to break them all into pieces. The middle-aged man's face changed instantly when he heard that Jiang Fan was so disrespectful to him, and the cigarette he was smoking was also thrown to the ground by him, and then he walked over and stepped on it fiercely.

"You kid seems to be very unruly!" The middle-aged man said this, and he shot directly, but his goal was obvious. It's not Jiang Fan, it's the white brocade that followed Jiang Fan closely.

The middle-aged man was naturally not stupid, he had already seen his brother beaten half to death by Jiang Fan alone, which showed that Jiang Fan's skills were indeed good, although he also had a body of kung fu, but he was not completely sure that he could defeat this Jiang Fan, so he didn't think about fighting Jiang Fan directly.

He thought that the safest way was to control the girl beside Jiang Fan in his own hands, so that he could use this girl to indirectly control this Jiang Fan. It has to be said that this middle-aged man's strategy is completely correct.

But the only pity is that this middle-aged man, although he thinks very well, but he ignores one point, which is the distance between ideals and reality.

Jiang Fan saw that the middle-aged man had already made a move at Bai Jin. He hurriedly stepped forward and blocked himself in front of the white brocade, and then he swung his fist at the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man also reacted very quickly, he saw Jiang Fan swinging his fist at him, and immediately dodged Jiang Fan's fist.

And then the middle-aged man kicked Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan quickly counterattacked and almost fell to the ground. After the middle-aged man and Jiang Fan made a few moves, he was sure in his heart that this Jiang Fan was indeed very good, his movements were very fast, and his reaction speed was also extremely agile, and it was the first time he had encountered such a powerful person.

But he was confident that he was also powerful, he stopped and wanted to punch Zhang Fan, but he also clenched his fists on Fan's side, and then heard the sound of two fists colliding, I have to say that the strength of these two people is very great. After the two fists collided hard.

The middle-aged man took two steps back in pain, but when he looked at Jiang Fan again, he stood there and didn't move at all. The middle-aged man felt a hot current flowing through his hand, and he knew that his hand had begun to bleed, and then he looked at Jiang Fan's fist again. This time, he couldn't calm down anymore. Because Jiang Fan's fist was not harmed at all.

"What is the origin of this person?" The middle-aged man was already very puzzled, he wanted to know what kind of person this Jiang Fan was?

"What am I going to do? It's your business! I found out that you are a person, there is a lot of nonsense, I will tell you now, no matter what my way of origin, you don't even think about provoking me, otherwise I may let your entire Qingtou Gang be wiped out, do you believe it or not?" Jiang Fan looked cynical. This made the middle-aged man feel even more insulted.

"I said you kid, don't be too arrogant, haven't you heard a sentence, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. I just wanted to test you. Next, I'll let you see my real kung fu!I'll see if you can still have the last laugh!" The middle-aged man's face was now turned blue by Jiang Fan's words.

Then he began to work in his body, but because his fist was already wounded. His luck made the blood circulate faster, and the blood on his hands was even more urgent.

"I think you can't beat me, you want to kill yourself. But I can tell you, there are many ways to commit suicide, but it doesn't have to be to let your blood drain and die. Jiang Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and gave others a burst of ridicule.

But this ridicule is ridiculed in Jiang Fan's heart, in fact, there is still a little uneasy, because from the few moves just now, he already knows that this middle-aged man is definitely not like the group of bastards just now, just a few fake tricks, this middle-aged man, but he has real kung fu, and his speed and strength are also extraordinary.

Originally, Jiang Fan wanted to use his own strength. It is not a problem to deal with this middle-aged man, but now that he has just been injured, his body has not fully recovered, so he can't exert all his strength at all.

Once this middle-aged man comes up with some tricks, he may not be able to cope with it! But no matter what the final result is, he must first improve his aura.

"Boy, I'll show you how good my eagle is!" the middle-aged man suddenly shouted. Immediately after that, he ignored the injury on his fist, and directly swung a punch straight at Jiang Fan's head, and the force and speed of the punch were obviously much greater than just now.

Jiang Fan was also taken aback, and exclaimed in his heart, "He actually knows qigong!" But even so, Jiang Fan was not timid at all, seeing the other party's fist waving, he immediately took it with a punch, and then the two fists collided together heavily, and then the sound of continuous fighting followed...

"You're a good boy, let's go on!" At this time, the eagle wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and shouted at Jiang Fan, seeing that he was getting more and more excited, and he didn't care if his mouth and teeth were stained red with blood.

Jiang Fan also felt that this eagle was already fighting with him with all his might. The strength of this eagle is also extraordinarily great, and the few moves he made to fight with him felt more and more difficult, and when the two fists collided just now, Jiang Fan's hand was also touched very painfully.

Jiang Fan looked at this eagle with blazing flames in his eyes, and concluded in his heart that this eagle would not stop for a while. Jiang Fan was a little deeply worried at this time. Because he felt that his strength was about to be exhausted, although he still had the upper hand now, but if it was a long time, he would not dare to fight this guarantee.

Because he obviously felt that there was a hot thing flowing from the gunshot wound on his waist, it was obvious that the wound had been stretched open, Jiang Fan didn't need to look down, he knew that his clothes must have been soaked with blood. Originally, the clothes he was wearing now were thin, and the bright red blood flowing out was very eye-catching, and the eagle naturally saw it.