With the knife in hand, Wang Kehan didn't panic, but he couldn't figure out who this guy who rushed up in front of him was sacred?

Debt collectors? It's impossible, tomorrow is the deadline for repayment, besides, how can a person on the mixed road rush up with a fist, no matter how you say it, it should be equipped with a steel pipe or something.

Rival? It's even more impossible, when Yu Miao hadn't changed yet, she didn't even stare at her for three seconds, but several other young ladies were often harassed.

School patrols? Wang Kehan couldn't help laughing, his inner drama was really a bit much.

No matter who the person who came, anyway, it was definitely not good, Wang Kehan subconsciously raised his knife and blocked the path of the fist.

Chen Fan recognized the other party first, and scolded in his heart: "the horse, how can you navigate me to the face of this mourning star, knife, hey, why doesn't this fist obey the call....."

Chen Fan couldn't call it out, but now except for the thought that is his, he doesn't listen to other places, and the iron fist of justice just slashed at Wang Kehan like this, without a little bit of beating around the bush.

Wang Kehan finally identified the identity of the comer, and when the enemy met, he was very red-eyed, anyway, he was already a rotten life, and he couldn't care about anything else.

"It's you who made me the way I am now." Wang Kehan vented the suffering he had suffered in the detention center in the past few days on Chen Fan.

"Righteous Judgment!" Seeing that the knight still had no intention of dodging, Chen Fan roared out this sentence with a mournful roar.

"Bang!"

A left hook, carrying the blade hard, the iron fist knocked the sharp weapon in Wang Kehan's hand away, and the folding knife rotated in the air, as if shouting for justice, and finally fell into the flowers of the roadbed.

Chen Fan looked at the bloody fist, and couldn't say a word in pain, "Can you not be so rigid, I feel that my whole body is protesting to me." ”

The power of public opinion is still in the hands of the knight, he heard Chen Fan's inner cry, and commanded Chen Fan to shout: "For the sake of justice, I will not give up." ”

Wang Kehan's face was stunned, that guy just now was not afraid of death and directly flew the blade, if Wang Kehan was not mistaken, there were still traces of slight bending on the part of the blade.

"Push your lungs."

Wang Kehan doesn't believe in evil, to a certain extent, he is a very upright boy, saying that if you hit your lungs, your fists will never be hammered anywhere else.

"Righteous Judgment!"

Chen Fan said this sentence almost with a crying emotion, and like the magic characteristics shown by Wang You before, Chen Fan pulled out a light fist.

Unlike Wang You, who slowly accumulates brightness, Chen Fan's light fist is completed in an instant, and the light fist is like a flashing comet, dragging a long comet tail, neatly catching the opponent's boxing.

"It hurts!! My bones are shattered. Chen Fan's lips were tightly closed, and he was crying weakly in his heart.

"The will of justice, although it is dead, is still alive." Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he said a sentence that sounded unclear to Wang Kehan.

"Lost Lei Lou." Wang Kehan burst into foul language in Cantonese, and he couldn't say anything else.

"Knight, aren't you disgusting, shove your fist into someone's mouth." Through the thick skin, Chen Fan could feel the taste of capers in the other party's mouth.

"The dregs of society."

Knight Chen Fan punched with a bloody blow, leaving a deep imprint on Wang Kehan's chest.

"You're stepping on a horse and hitting your heart, Daddy Knight, what should I do if you beat someone to death?" Chen Fan's decree can't come out of his brain, he can only do it in a hurry, and now his limbs don't obey the call, which is more miserable than being alone.

"The man of sin."

Another flying punch, which fell back to the abdomen.

"The large and small intestines and livers have been damaged, Grandpa Knight, let's be steady, okay?" Chen Fan's heart has already become furious, this is not only a matter of food expenses, but no matter how many punches he throws in this life, he doesn't have to worry about food expenses.

"Unforgivable."

This is a two-fist attack, impartial, hitting Wang Kehan's two strands.

"My knight ancestor, are you trying to beat people into paraplegics? Do you want me to raise this wretch for the rest of my life? You might as well kill him. Chen Fan begged vigorously, but the knight remained unmoved.

Yu Miao's reflex arc is a bit long, plus the person is a little far away, Chen Fan has already punched a few punches, and Yu Miao hasn't figured out what is going on.

"Chen Fan, what are you doing?"

Yu Miao said this sentence with a very complicated mentality, and Chen Fanren in front of him rode on Wang Kehan, and kept punching the opponent's chest.

"People are out of gas, and they are still beaten, and there are no more corpses." Chen Fan's heart was already mourning for himself, but his face was full of happiness, and the corners of his mouth raised an elusive smile.

"He just wanted to hurt you with a knife." Suddenly, Chen Fan was able to speak again, but his hands and feet still didn't obey the call, he slammed his left fist and right fist, and said with words in his mouth: "Stop, stop, justice will not stop judging, the guilty will be punished, I will go to your uncle, the scum of society......"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Miao hurriedly ran up and pulled Chen Fan away, and the knight's control effect disappeared temporarily, leaving a mess.

"Call 120, people can still be saved." Chen Fan squatted down and tried to breathe, the person was not dead, but he didn't know what would happen after that, so he immediately went to the grass and picked up the folding knife, and when he looked at the blade, it was bent 10 degrees.

"Oh." Yu Miao was stunned for a moment, and then dialed 120 according to Chen Fan's instructions.

At the same time, Yu Miao noticed that Chen Fan's left hand was dripping blood continuously, and asked with concern, "Your hand is bleeding, do you want to go to the hospital to have a look." ”

"Huh? It's okay. ”

Chen Fan just wanted to hide his arm behind him, but found that the energy in his body had already been exhausted, and now he couldn't even shake his hand.

"Go to the hospital, I'll pay for your medical expenses, and so is this guy, thank you ..... just now." Yu Miao had palpitations, she knew what kind of person Wang Kehan was, and this guy could do anything in desperation.

Chen Fan is also speechless, can't this knight be solved by a civilized method, and it won't be like this.

"I...."Chen Fan wanted to say something, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"I'm sorry, thank you." Yu Miao stepped forward and gently hugged Chen Fan, but quickly let go again.

"What is this? Lip prints? Chen Fan muttered in a low voice, this hug, there seemed to be something more on his cheeks.

"It's the foundation on your forehead that hits your face, idiot." The elder quietly shattered Chen Fan's dream with a volume that only two people could hear.

"Oh, I'm ....." Chen Fan just wanted to talk about it, but he felt that it was dark in front of him, and all consciousness was erased.