Chapter 441

Lin Yan pulled Ye Mengmeng with one hand, and glanced at his bald head lightly, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were dumbfounded.

And this scene, in front of everyone in the Lu family, is a proper pretending to be a criminal.

Warrior, which one is not erupting with vigor and internal force?

Especially the clever warriors, between their gestures, they all show the connotation of martial arts.

But when they look at Lin Yan, they don't have any of these characteristics, just like a weak scholar, the key skin is still so white, isn't it just a little white face?

"Hahahaha!"

"I'm laughing to death, you eat soft rice, you dare to talk to me like this? Before, I wasn't sure if you really killed Lu Yunchen, but now, I can be sure that you definitely killed him by despicable means. ”

"With your true skills, you can't even beat him with a finger."

Lin Yan's eyes were indifferent: "Are you done chattering?" ”

The bald man was furious: "Are you stupid? ”

Next to him, Li Qiang kicked his bald head: "What are you talking about?" Can't you just do it? If you can't, fuck off. ”

As soon as the words fell.

Lin Yan raised his hand and slapped it like a thunderbolt on the bald head's brain.

"Smack!"

It's loud and crispy.

It's like setting off firecrackers during the Lantern Festival.

The bald head immediately felt that his mind was dazed, and it was snow-white, as if he had been hit by a high-speed train, and he flew up heavily with his head, and hit Li Qiang next to him.

The big bald head made an explosive contact with Li Qiang's nose bridge.

"Click!"

The bridge of Li Qiang's nose was broken in an instant, and his nose bleeds spurted out like a spring, letting out a miserable scream.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

Everyone in the Lu family shrank their eyes.

Lu Yunxia stared at Lin Yan, her beautiful eyes were full of coldness and hatred, but at this moment, she was also a little surprised; Bald head, in the ancient martial arts circle of Shangjing, is also a well-known person, his kung fu, on his big bald head, is a well-known iron head skill.

Unexpectedly, in Lin Yan's hands, he couldn't hold up a slap, and he was directly stunned.

It can be seen that Lin Yan is not a wreck who eats soft rice as rumored.

It's really capable.

Lu Gaofeng sat quietly on the chair, indifferent, and seemed to have transcended the object.

Everyone in the Ye family was tied to the cross, their expressions numb.

These people seem to have lost their spirit and spirit, and they were tortured by the people of the Lu family, even if Lin Yan rushed over to save the scene, they were blank in their eyes and did not hold out hope...... Because they know what a terrifying existence Lu Gaofeng is.

"Now, can you get out of the way?"

Lin Yan rolled his eyelids and said a little impatiently.

"Get out!" Li Qiang covered his nose, opened his mouth and yelled, the pain made him almost lose his mind, he was a genius martial artist of the Li family, but he was killed and broke the bridge of his nose in this small place in Jiangzhou, and sent it back to Shangjing, wouldn't he become a laughing stock?

"Think about the past and win Lao Tzu." His eyes erupted with fire.

"Smack!"

Lin Yan made a second shot.

Or a slap in the face.

slapped heavily on Li Qiang's face, and immediately made him dizzy.

In the next second, Lin Yan grabbed Li Qiang's neck and shook it hard, and Li Qiang's face immediately smashed on the coffin board next to him.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Directly smashed three times.

Every time, there was a dull loud noise, and Li Qiang's already broken nose bridge was completely shattered into slag, and in this life, he could only be accompanied by an artificial nose bridge.

Blood flowed down the pitch-black coffin board.

It's so brutal, it's so brutal!

The juniors of the Lu family, as well as the martial artists in Beijing who came to help, jumped one by one.

Lin Yan threw away Li Qiang with one hand, his momentum was cold, and his eyes were like knives: "Is there anyone else who wants to jump out?" ”

Lu Yunxia's expression was grim, she looked at Lin Yan and Ye Mengmeng, gritted her teeth, and said, "Brother Changfeng, it seems that it depends on you, beat this pair of dog men and women into cripples, as long as you leave a breath, nothing else is at will." ”

Then, a handsome boy stepped forward.

In his hand, he also held a folding fan.

But this folding fan, which is not unusual, is made of cold iron, very hard, and is his weapon.