Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Skill of Terror

The light in the alley was very dark, and Gao Qiang was afraid that people outside would see the situation inside, so he had turned off the car. ()

The taxi quickly disappeared without a trace, Ye Fan looked at a few guys who were laughing strangely, and didn't understand why the bad guys had such disgusting faces, if you don't fucking laugh at others, they won't know that you are a hooligan?

Gao Qiang saw Ye Fan standing there and didn't move, thinking that Ye Fan was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he couldn't take a step if he wanted to run, so he snorted and lit a cigarette.

Let your kid pretend to be better, an illiterate man who ran out of a poor ravine, dare to go to Huajing City to be an uncle, today Lao Tzu must beat your uncle and don't know how to shout.

If he saw the expression on Ye Fan's face at this moment, he would definitely be very surprised, how could the person who was about to be beaten still look like he was smiling?

It's just that under this kind of light, he can only see Ye Fan's outline, but the expression on his face can't be seen at all.

Ye Fan saw a few people clearly, the old man was really far-sighted, could it be that he had foreseen that he would fight in a certain alley in Huajing City at night since he was a child?

"Boy, you offended our strong brother, right? In this way, you are all civilized people, you don't like to fight and kill, you give Brother Qiang a hundred kowtows, and then slap yourself a hundred times, as long as Brother Qiang is satisfied, we will let you go, how about it? The muscular man stood in front of Ye Fan with a steel rod and legs diagonally, and put forward a suggestion that he thought was very constructive.

"This method is good, the provincial veterans have done it."

"That's it, boy, uncle is really reluctant to start, you see your thin arms and legs, uncle is afraid that a fart will blow you away." A guy with two big earrings on his ears shouted.

"Damn, you're so good @ Bi, what kind of fart is so powerful? Atomic fart? ā€

"Hahahahaha......"

Several people let out a strange laugh at the same time.

Gao Qiang squinted his eyes, feeling a little strange, Ye Fan still didn't move, as if he didn't hear these people talking, could it be that he was stupid, pulled his pants, and didn't smell the smell?

"It's good, but the object of kowtowing and slapping should be changed." Ye Fan said with a faint smile, very personly.

"I'm cĒŽo, Brother Qiang said that you can pretend to compare, it's true, since that's the case, then don't care about the uncivilized masters, brothers, give it to me, don't break your arms and legs first, and let this kid kowtow to Brother Qiang." The muscular man shouted, standing beside Gao Qiang.

In his opinion, he pulled out a random one on his side, and it was more than enough to deal with the cow @* general in front of him, and he didn't know what Brother Qiang thought, so he asked him to find so many people.

A few younger brothers carried steel rods and walked towards Ye Fan.

Is that all? Ye Fan looked at a few loose and sloppy and could be blown down by a gust of wind, and he really couldn't raise the urge to fight them.

"Boy, what the are you pretending?" The earring man lifted the stick, but he didn't smash it, but just pointed at Ye Fan's nose: "Acquaintances, quickly kneel down and knock ......"

Ye Fan swung his left hand upward, and the stick had been pushed aside by him, and then the slap of his right hand had already slapped the earring man's face, and the earring man flew out with a snort, hitting the wall heavily, and there was no sound.

Things happened too fast, and the light was too dim, and everyone didn't see what was going on at all, so they saw the earring man fly out, and Ye Fan was still standing there quietly.

Hell, Gao Qiang's mouth was open, and the cigarette fell on his shoes, and he didn't realize it.

"Damn, it's a bit of a doorway, let's go up together, let's get down first." The muscular man is not a fool, so he naturally knows that the earring man will not fly out for no reason, so he rushes up with a stick.

Come fast, go back faster, the muscular man's stick has not been smashed down, there is a sharp pain in the abdomen, and it feels like all the internal organs are going to be kicked out, close to two hundred pounds of weight, like a kite with a broken string, and it will be smashed according to Gao Qiang.

Gao Qiang let out a strange scream, jumped to the side, and with a bang, the muscular man fell to the ground, convulsed a few times, and was silent.

Ye Fan kicked out, his body was like a cheetah, and he rushed straight into the three people behind, his body was sideways, he dodged the steel rod of one of them, his right hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the wrist of the person who had not stopped, pulled it back, turned the joint back, clicked, the man let out a scream, and the stick had fallen into Ye Fan's hand.

Ye Fan unceremoniously smashed down with a stick, let go of his hand, and the man fell to the ground with a pop.

Then, Ye Fan's body was lowered, one swept his legs, and finally the two fell down at the same time, Ye Fan was impartial, one person and one stick, and the arms of the two holding the steel rod had been smashed alive.

Except for the two who fainted, the remaining three were holding their broken arms, and the screams were like killing pigs.

Gao Qiang rubbed his eyes, dreaming, must be dreaming.

Otherwise, how could such an incredible thing happen, the speed of Ye Fan's shot was like a ghost, could it be that this kid crossed over from the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon?

Even Bruce Lee, can't he be at this speed?

Maybe it was because the light was too dim, Gao Qiang didn't see how Ye Fan made a move at all, and all the people on his side had fallen to the ground.

Two lives and deaths are unknown, and three ghosts cry wolf.

The muscles on Gao Qiang's face were twitching, and he wanted to run, but he found that, just like Ye Fan who thought at the beginning, he couldn't lift his legs at all, and his legs were trembling vigorously, as if he was cramping.

Ye Fan was carrying a stick on his shoulder, and as soon as he fell together, it was as if he had frozen shoulder, and he was uncomfortable without hitting twice, and slowly walked over to Gao Qiang.

"You, you're not human." Gao Qiang's brain was almost short-circuited, and since he was a child, he had never seen such a scene, pure violence, and he even heard the sound of bones breaking.

"You're right, I'm a ghost." Ye Fan said gloomily, and suddenly stretched his face to Gao Qiang.

Gao Qiang screamed: "Ye Fan, it's not me." ā€

"What isn't you?" Ye Fan retracted his head, damn, this kid is stinky, didn't he wipe his ass when he shit? It's still Shen Ruoxi's incense, and the incense is dead.

"It's civilization, it's civilization that makes me find someone to test you." Gao Qiang moved civilization out all of a sudden, at this time, what kind of spirit, what friendship, for Gao Qiang, it's all bullshit, as long as he doesn't get beaten.

Moreover, he thinks that Wen Shao's strength is not something that Ye Fan, a cowherd baby, can bear at all, this kid doesn't know how powerful Wen Shao is, and he will definitely hate Wen Shao after hearing it, and when the time comes, he will just watch Wen Shao come to clean him up.

"Wen Shao? It's the pervert with glasses, the one who likes me? Ye Fan said as he spoke, already getting goosebumps.

"Yes, it's him, it's him who asked me to follow you, saying let me teach you a lesson." Gao Qiang pinched a handful of sweat, and couldn't help but be complacent about his eagerness.

"He's your father, do whatever you want, and you can eat if he asks you to eat it?" Ye Fan slapped him, and Gao Qiang suddenly turned around twice in place before stopping.

It's just that he didn't fall, Ye Fan grabbed his clothes.

"Brother Fan, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again." Gao Qiang's mouth was hot, as if his mouth was stuffed with chili peppers.

"The future is the future, you still have to bear today's responsibility, I don't like others to owe debts." Ye Fan smiled and smashed it down.

Gao Qiang hugged his arms and screamed, tears flowed out, piercing pain, pain he had never felt before, Gao Qiang felt that he was about to die.

"It's okay, it's just that the bones are broken, and you can't die." Ye Fan squatted down, looked at Gao Qiang, who was sweating profusely in pain, and said word by word: "If you dare to harass He Qing again, I will let you be a eunuch for the rest of your life." ā€