Chapter 253: Turning the tide of battle

When Xia Fan and his entourage arrived in a hurry, the outside of the Purple Qi Donglai KTV was already surrounded by water, and the onlookers pointed and discussed, and even some people even crawled out with their belts, looking very embarrassed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In this situation, Xia Fan's face was terrifyingly cold, no need to command, Guan Xiaodao shouted violently and dodged away, people who didn't know the truth, automatically made way with a hula, and Xia Fan and several people rushed in with a rainbow.

In the small hall on the first floor, the scene was very shocking, dozens of people were lying on the ground, only a low groan, and the other side, a total of less than ten people, was safe and sound, domineering and ignoring all this, and a man was squatting down and slapping another man's face, the voice was very crisp, and it was heard far away.

"Stop!"

Guan Xiaodao shouted.

"It's coming fast!"

The man got up slowly and looked back, as if Xia Fan and the others were coming, which he expected.

Even if he peeled the skin, Xia Fan recognized this person, it was the prince of Wancheng.

"Wenhao, let's say, what do you want to do?"

Xia Fan took a big stride and swept over with a cold gaze.

"Hmph, I'm going to kill you naturally!"

Then he waved his hand violently, "Take the person down for me!" ā€

The two afterimages moved when they heard the sound, and in an instant, they rushed to Xia Fan's approach.

Xia Fan could feel the strong killing intent from the other party, as well as the unparalleled aura, his expression changed suddenly, and the dark luck ghost aura was about to make a move, and the blood dragon and purple butterfly behind him jumped up, blocking the two of them one after another, adding fists and feet, fighting in one place.

As soon as you get started, who is strong and who is weak, you can see immediately, after a long time, the blood dragon and the purple butterfly are definitely not opponents, Xia Fan saw this, and immediately shouted: "Blood dragon, purple butterfly, you stand down." ā€

I don't know why, the two of them made a false move, dodged and retreated, "Boss! ā€

The two of them knew in their hearts that after a few more faces, they would definitely be defeated, compared with the strength of others, they were not at the same level, and they were shocked how could Wancheng have such a powerful master, in the process of performing tasks in the past, except for the last time they encountered a strong enemy, they were seriously injured, and they could hardly find this kind of person to exist.

"Leave these two to me, take care of that old way!"

After the admonition, in an instant, Xia Fan pounced on the two powerhouses with a strange body.

"Kill him!"

The writer pointed at Xia Fan and shouted with pity.

"Whoosh"

The body of the two has surpassed that of ordinary martial artists, attacking with the momentum of left and right attacks, Xia Fan's body retreated violently, but before he could stand firm, a sharp fist wind attacked, Xia Fan instinctively waved his fist in response, "bang"

The fists intersected, Xia Fan's body shook and took a step back, but the other party took a few steps backwards.

Surprised by the other party's amazing strength, when he was slightly stunned, another person flew up and kicked him, Xia Fantan's left arm blocked outward, dodging and dodging, but the whole arm was sore, numb and painful in an instant, even Xia Fan's cultivation in the middle of the Jing Rank was so painful that he sighed.

For Xia Fan's skills, although the two have heard of it, once they really hand it over, they are quite surprised, you must know that they are the ace elites of the Yanhuang Special Combat Team, killing people in every move, and now they have joined forces, but they have not hurt Xia Fan in the slightest, and they suddenly aroused the fighting spirit in their bones, glanced at each other, and swept up again.

The master of Qiu Dao next to Wenhao is still eyeing it, how dare Xia Fan hold it up, buckle a silver needle in the palm of his hand, and perform a mysterious footwork Tianling step, suddenly around behind the two, the silver needles are haired together, and they pierce the life gate point impartially, and the two of them are immediately like deflated balls, and they can't exert their strength up and down, one by one, their faces are like ashes, and they think that Xia Fan has used some witchcraft.

As everyone knows, both of them were restrained by acupuncture points, and in an instant, they had no internal strength and were crumbling.

"You, what have you done to us?"

One of the white men shouted in shock, and it was not difficult to see from his expression that his eyes were full of incredulity.

The other man also had a panicked look and tried to punch in the void, and finally trembled in decadence, "I, I'm abolished, and I can't use a trace of internal strength." ā€

"How so? Master Qiu Dao stomped Xia Fan into a meat puree for me! ā€

The two top masters who came from afar were so useless, and in just a few rounds, they completely lost their combat effectiveness, which was really a big blow to the writer.

The corner of Master Qiu Dao's eyes twitched fiercely, Xia Fan's technique was so weird that he didn't see it clearly, and ended the battle, and the two menacing guys had to stagger back to Wenhao's side with a disgraced face.

"Young master, I'm ashamed!"

"It's okay, Master Qiu Dao will save face for you."

In the battle of life and death, you must not extinguish your prestige, and the writer deliberately raised his voice high.

Who knows, before the voice fell, a figure flew over and hit him impartially, his internal organs suddenly churned, and he couldn't help but scold angrily, "Damn, blind? ā€

"Poof!"

The other party wanted to apologize to the comer, but unexpectedly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the writer couldn't dodge it and was sprayed in the face.

The writer raised his hand and slapped it, and when he saw that it was Master Qiu Dao, it was obviously too late to stop it, "Ah, master! ā€

Master Qiu Dao, who was punched by Xia Fan, almost fell into a fainting, coupled with a slap from the writer's strength, Master Qiu Dao shook with Venus in front of him, and immediately rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Hurry up and send Master Qiu Dao to the hospital."

It can be said that the writer is only so arrogant and openly attacks Xia Fan, his courage undoubtedly comes from his own Qiu Dao master, and even the Yanhuang special combat team members he is not optimistic about, it can be seen that the status of Qiu Dao master in his heart immediately howls nervously.

Lin Shaojie and Qin Hao, who were on the side, hurriedly stepped forward to help Master Qiu Dao, and with the help of their subordinates, they hurriedly ran out.

"Humph! Don't think that you can sit back and relax by killing the owl and Guan Yu, I was injured two more today, I don't need to make a move, wait for you to die! ā€

The main force was injured, how could the writer still have the heart to fight, and with a wave of his hand, he led people to withdraw from the purple qi donglai KTV, but when he passed by Xia Fan's side, he glared viciously, with an evil face.

"Really? Then I will also send you a word, if you dare to hurt the people around me in the future, I, Xia Fan, will never leave you with a whole corpse! ā€

The writer snorted disdainfully, but Lin Shaojie and Qin Hao were a stumbling person.

"For the sake of the tiger, Lin Shaojie, Qin Hao, you two, you'd better be restrained, don't do anything sorry for me, otherwise...... Hehe! ā€

Xia Fan made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Both of them had tasted Xia Fan's methods, and it was less than ten meters from the hall to the door, and they felt that they had walked hundreds of meters and gone out, and their backs were wet with cold sweat.

Finding that the two of them were abnormal, Wenhao scolded angrily, "Fool with no interest, your father is the deputy mayor, Xia Fan is vicious, what can he do to you?" ā€

When Lin Shaojie heard this, his heart was relieved, and he regained his high morale, but Qin Hao secretly slandered himself, his mother was made by Xia Fan not like a person, a ghost is not like a ghost, not to mention him, however, in order to take revenge, he can only rely on Wenhao, so he suppressed the fear on his face and left with Wenhao.

"Help...... Xia Dong, thank you for saving us, if it weren't for you coming in and coming, we don't know what kind of inhuman torture we would have suffered! ā€

Ma Bin wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, staggered to his feet, Guan Xiaodao stepped forward to support him, and comforted: "Is Manager Ma's injury serious?" ā€

"It's out of the way, I've got a little skin injury!" Mabin shook his head bitterly.

"I can't be on it for a few days! If the writer dares to commit it again, I don't mind abolishing him for the crime of killing! ā€

With an unbelievable gaze, the blood dragon and the purple butterfly witnessed the strong and domineering Xia Fan, whose extraordinary skills were enough to shock them to the point of being difficult to regenerate, and a voice sounded in their hearts at the same time, following Xia Fan, he was absolutely promising, and suddenly he worshiped Xia Fan to a kind of height.

"Chairman Xia is mighty!"

Those injured brothers, after witnessing Xia Fan repelling the writers, all endured the severe pain, cheered, and at the same time, under the leadership of Guan Xiaodao, shouted loud slogans.

Xia Fan pressed it with his hand, and the noisy voice immediately fell silent, looking forward to Xia Fan's words one by one.

After a quick glance at everyone, he changed his words and said, "The injured brothers are lined up. ā€

Although everyone didn't know why, they still stood in line according to their words.

Through the spiritual eye exploration, the injured person was roughly found out about the injury, and first came to Ma Bin's approach, "The trauma on your face is fine, and it will heal itself in a few days, but your collarbone is broken." ā€

When Ma Bin heard this, he immediately moved his right arm, and he was in a cold sweat in pain, and he didn't dare to move.

"Bear with me, right away!"

Without waiting for Ma Bin to nod, Xia Fan immediately performed the bone touching therapy in the Heavenly Doctor's Divine Technique, pressing his palm directly on the injured part, kneading it repeatedly, and when Ma Bin was about to snort, Xia Fan's palm slid through his collarbone like walking on thin ice.

"Shhh

The groans of pain suddenly turned into a comfortable sound, and in the next second, the pain on his face disappeared.

"Well, remember not to do strenuous activity for a week."

With that, Xia Fan went straight to the others.

"Oh my God! That's fine? ā€

Ma Bin was shocked that he had misheard, and immediately moved his arm slightly, the pain that pierced his heart was gone, and he quickly raised his left hand and pressed it on the wound, and there was no expected pain, this shock made it so that many years later, he couldn't help but thump when he thought about it.

It took more than half an hour to treat each of them one by one, and the injured brothers recovered all of a sudden, and they only knelt down to thank Xia Fan for their gratitude.

In the admiring gaze of everyone, Xia Fan led people away.

When there was no longer a car in sight, Ma Bin ordered to go down, clean up the battlefield, and resume business.

Back in the basement of Qingyun Building, several people are in full swing to discuss security issues, now that the writer has suffered a big loss, he will definitely be involved in the restart, and the Yanhuang special combat team, will they still send people, they have to be prevented, the current top priority, fully consider some external forces, and take precautions, the odds of victory will be greatly improved.

After finalizing it, Xia Fan arranged Guan Xiaodao, Death, Blood Dragon and Purple Butterfly at the Qinghai base, waiting for any time to be transferred, and then returned to the pharmaceutical factory with Barton.