Meng Xingkong and Zhang Wei stood four or five meters away from Chen Yifan one after the other, looking extremely proud.

They decided that Chen Yifan could no longer be as brave as before, even if he got up and chased Meng Xingkong now, Meng Xingkong was sure that he would be able to run away.

After all, a person with such a deep knife in the thigh doesn't look like he can outrun a normal person.

What's more, now there is an equally half-dead Wang Fatzi as a containment, Meng Xingkong They have long seen Chen Yifan's appearance when he desperately protected Wang Fatzi, if Chen Yifan dares to get up and chase Meng Xingkong at this moment, then Zhang Wei will effortlessly hold Wang Fatzi hostage, which will be more in their hands.

Meng Xingkong saw Chen Yifan and the others fall to the ground panting, and the more he spoke, the more proud he became, "Chen Yifan, aren't you very good? It's not planted in the hands of Lao Tzu today, but you kid is really a cow, even Uncle Liao was killed by you." ”

Chen Yifan sneered, "Hehe." Can you come and talk to me, it's too small for me to hear. ”

"Hahaha!" Meng Xingkong laughed, "Stinky stupid, do you think Lao Tzu is as stupid as you? Lao Tzu is standing here, waiting for you to slowly lose too much blood and die." If you're not convinced, come over and bite Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Wei also laughed and said: "Chen Yifan, weren't you very hangy in school yesterday? Didn't you beat Lao Tzu in front of so many people? Come back now, Lao Tzu promises not to run, you come to chase Lao Tzu." Hahaha!"

The two of them were extremely proud, as if they had already eaten Chen Yifan.

Wang Fatzi held the steel pipe in his hand tightly, but he couldn't save the strength to stand up anyway, he watched these two people insult Chen Yifan, and even his eyes were red, "Brother Fan, you don't have to worry about me...... You go first, and then ...... when you recover. Avenge me again!"

Chen Yifan smiled, "What are you talking about, since you are good brothers, you have to share hardships together." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

Meng Xingkong applauded, "Yes, it's really a pair of difficult brothers, haha, but to put it bluntly, you are just two stinky fools." ”

Chen Yifan snorted lightly, "Meng Xingkong, you just do your best, don't give Lao Tzu a chance, it's better to kill you." ”

"Ouch, did you hear that? He's going to kill me, haha......" Meng Xingkong looked at Zhang Wei and laughed, "Mom, this is to scare me to death, this stinky stupid is really interesting, haha!"

He laughed, looked around, picked up a three-edged knife hanging on the ground, and swiped it twice in his hand, "Silly Bi, look at how Lao Tzu plays you to death." ”

After speaking, he took the Mitsubishi knife in his hand as a flying knife and threw it directly.

Burst!

The three-edged knife grazed Chen Yifan's head and stuck it on the ground, almost hit.

"Ouch, what a pity!" Meng Xingkong spread his hands, pretending to be a pity.

"You...... Meng Xingkong, you will regret it. Wang Fatzi was so angry that his lips trembled, and his face turned pale.

But the more angry they were, the more proud Meng Xingkong became, "Haha, two stinky fools." Come and beat me, please come and beat me, my skin is so itchy, please come and beat me, okay?"

After he finished speaking, Zhang Wei immediately understood, and the two of them looked for something on the ground that could be smashed over.

Meng Xingkong looked for it, picked up half a brick again, and walked in front of the two again, "Chen Yifan, are you very angry now? Seeing you look stupid, why am I so happy? Two miscellaneous people, dare to play with your grandfather and me? If it weren't for you, Lao Tzu would have put Sun Yu into bed a long time ago, if it weren't for you, Lao Tzu would have been able to lie in the hospital for half a month?"

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, holding up the brick and saying viciously: "But now it's okay, see how Lao Tzu slowly plays you to death." ”

Chen Yifan sneered, "Meng Xingkong, you will regret it, I hope you don't cry later!"

"Ouch, ouch. Chen Yifan, do you dare to compare with the cow?" he finished speaking and smashed a brick over.

This brick is much easier to aim than a dagger, and it smashed on Chen Yifan's forehead at once, and it immediately swollen.

"Come on, Stinky Fool. Let's get Lao Tzu!" Meng Xingkong was extremely arrogant, and laughed: "Brainless thing, still beep with your grandfather......?"

His words have not yet spoken. Chen Yifan suddenly jumped up from the ground.

"Ahh......h Dry...... him!"

Meng Xingkong stumbled twice, and when he was about to escape, he found that Chen Yifan did not chase after him at all. He slowed down.

Chen Yifan barely stood up at this moment, and the place on his forehead that was hit by the brick had begun to bleed down, and his whole face looked even more terrifying.

"Brother Fan, let's go. "Wang Fatzi really can't bear to look at it anymore.

Meng Xingkong saw that Chen Yifan seemed to be at the end of his crossbow, and immediately stopped running. Standing in the distance and shouting: "Chen Yifan, come, chase Lao Tzu, if you dare to chase Lao Tzu, the fat man will die." ”

"And I'm afraid you can't run like this, right? There's a kind of chasing Lao Tzu!"

Chen Yifan hunched his waist and gasped for breath.

He tore his shirt suddenly, revealing his muscular muscles.

It's just that there are scars all over the muscles of this body, and if someone who knows how to do it, they will definitely be able to see it. These scars range from knife wounds to gunshot wounds.

Chen Yifan said coldly: "Meng Xingkong, do you know that you are wrong?"

As he spoke, he slowly bent down and pulled the fat man up suddenly.

Meng Xingkong froze, and said very arrogantly: "Am I wrong? Where am I wrong?"

Chen Yifan said coldly: "You are wrong, you are wrong, you shouldn't mess with me." ”

"Don't talk about this little injury now. In the Sahara Desert, I suffered three broken bones in my body, and without a single food or water, I walked for three days and survived. ”

"It's a little bit difficult now. Do you think you can really take me down?"

Meng Xingkong was taken aback, although he didn't know whether what Chen Yifan said was true or not, he was still taken aback.

He swallowed a mouthful of spit, pretended to be calm, and said: "Chen Yifan, don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu has eaten you today, and you will Lao Tzu!"

"Hahaha!" Chen Yifan laughed, his expression was very terrifying, "Okay, as you wish!"

He suddenly lifted the fat man on his back. The shirt that he took off tied his hands and dragged Wang Fatzi's body so that he would not slide down.

This was almost all his strength, and he yelled, "Meng Xingkong." Since you want Lao Tzu to beat you so much, then Lao Tzu will beat you to death today!"

Before Meng Xingkong could react, Chen Yifan rushed up with his legs.

Wang Fatzi, who was carried on his shoulder, also seemed to be greatly encouraged, and he was originally struggling to even carry the steel pipe, but suddenly burst out with strength. Lifted the heavy steel pipe in one fell swoop.

"him!"

With Wang Fatzi's roar, Meng Xingkong was frightened, and hurriedly turned around and ran.

"Mom, Zhang Wei save me!"

Meng Xingkong was so frightened that he was terrified, but he was still half a step slower. The speed at which Chen Yifan burst out was beyond his imagination, he was still carrying a person after being seriously injured at such a time, and in this case, his speed was faintly faster than Meng Xingkong.

Boom!

The steel pipe that had accumulated all the anger of Wang Fatzi slammed into Meng Xingkong's head, "Pretend, pretend!"

Boom!

Another steel pipe was pumped on Meng Xingkong's back, beating him all over.

"Mom, help!"

Meng Xingkong covered his head, so frightened that his courage almost broke, and he ran forward shouting.

Zhang Wei stood in the distance for a moment, and when he saw Meng Xingkong running away so miserably, he panicked all of a sudden.

"Zhang Wei, save me!" Meng Xingkong was hit by several steel pipes in a row, and he was so frightened that he was about to cry.

He didn't dare to turn back and fight Chen Yifan. He can only pin his hopes on Zhang Wei.

Chen Yifan clenched his teeth, his face was murderous, and he couldn't stop bleeding, as if he was the reincarnation of Shura. He was holding back a lot of strength all over his body, that is, to catch up with Meng Xingkong.

Wang Fatzi was inspired. kept shaking the steel pipe, and Meng Xingkong's head was about to be broken.

"Meng Xingkong, no matter how good you are, do you have a kind of pretend to compare with Lao Tzu again?"

"Little crumbs, look how grandpa fucks you, little B cub, let you pretend to be compared with Lao Tzu!"