Chapter 1715: Say, Who Is the Weak Chicken?

"Goo-dong!"

Looking at the happy appearance of the members of the Black Martial Gang eating happily, the inner disciples who originally looked disdainful couldn't help but swallow their saliva in unison.

This smell is so fragrant!

"Alright, now it's your turn to talk about the situation. ”

After dealing with the affairs of the Black Martial Arts Gang, Ji Fanya took a pair of dimples and looked at those inner disciples with a smile.

"What to say, it's just a matter of success or defeat. ”

When those inner disciples saw Ji Fanya's harmless appearance, their arrogance immediately rose, and they said arrogantly, "Our gang is relatively powerful, this black martial arts gang is too weak, it should be merged into our territory!"

"Hehe..."

Hearing this, Ji Fanya sneered, raised the pan in his hand casually, and slapped it at the inner disciple who spoke.

"Boom..."

The inner disciple didn't have time to react, so he flew out directly, and then fell upside down in the lotus pond like a green onion.

It's all from the academy, and Ji Fanya's shot is still measured.

Otherwise, the student would have been shot in the head a long time ago, where would he have the opportunity to be a green onion.

“......”

Looking at the inner disciple who kept sinking in bubbles, the others were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

That person just now was one of the deputy leaders of their gang, and he had the strength of the first order of Wang Xuanjing, actually... couldn't even catch Ji Fanya's move!

"Come, give you a chance to reorganize your language. ”

At this time, Ji Fanya's voice sounded in the ears of several other inner disciples like a talisman, "Say, who is the weak chicken?"

"What's the matter, you're doing a sneak attack, despicable!"

Hearing this, one of the inner disciples immediately retorted, "You are a weak chicken, and a weak chicken steals..."

"Bang..."

Soon, before the inner disciple finished speaking, with the muffled sound of the iron pot, there was another upside-down onion in the lotus pond.

“......”

The space fell into absolute dead silence in an instant.

"Come, go on. ”

Ji Fanya smiled and knocked the pan in the palm of his hand, "Say, who is the weak chicken?"

“......”

Looking at Ji Fanya's white and tender little face, all the inner disciples subconsciously trembled and took a few steps back.

This boy is the devil!

One move, another move to defeat their gang members!

You know, even if that person is not a deputy gang leader, he is also an inner disciple!

Looking at Ji Fanya's age, he is so young, he is clearly an outer disciple, but how can his strength be so terrifying!

Monster, this is a little monster!

"Why don't you say it, didn't you say it before?"

Ji Fanya suddenly smiled, frowned, and said, "Do you want me to force you to say?"

"Don't deceive people too much!"

The inner disciples said as they stepped back.

They can see it clearly, they will definitely not be able to get any benefits today, and they will have to go back to discuss with the helper.

"It's too much of a deception, you also have a face!"

At this time, Shi Keliang, who had recovered from the shock, reached out and rubbed his stiff cheeks, jumped forward with a box lunch and mocked, "You used to bully the small with the big, so when you forced our black martial arts gang, why didn't you think it was too much of a bully!"

"What's going on?"

Ji Fanya turned to look at Shi Keliang and said puzzledly, "When did the Black Martial Arts Gang become so hated?"

"Cough, Master Guo, don't you know, a month ago, the Black Martial Arts Gang actually had a scale of 1,000 people. ”

Shi Keliang swallowed the food in his mouth and glared at those inner disciples fiercely.