"So what? Is that all you can do? Zhang Fan continued to humiliate him,

Sure enough, more fierce is yet to come.

I only heard Feng Naixiang roar, and several small thunderbolts in the town formed a purple dragon, roaring......

"It's kind of interesting!" Zhang Fan fell, and after a few seconds, the dragon rushed towards Zhang Fan.

"Boom", after the smoke cleared, the corners of Feng Naixiang's mouth rose slightly, "It's finally over!" ”

Just as he stepped forward to take a look, he was startled, and suddenly his back was cold. A familiar voice sounded into Feng Naixiang's ears.

"Really? Naive! Zhang Fan said, slapped him on the back, and was knocked away, his strength and strength were just right, that is, it did not hurt his internal organs, and it had no effect on his body.

In front of everyone, Feng Naixiang felt extremely humiliated, "Don't look at me, don't look at me!" Feng Naixiang repeated this sentence, not daring to raise his head, in two days, he lost two games in a row, all of which were requested by himself, but there was no time when Zhang Fan won so easily, as if he was playing with a child in a game.

"It's pathetic, it's pathetic!" Zhang Fan said that he floated and felt that he was invincible in the world, and no one was his opponent, at least here.

After Zhang Fanyi said, Feng Naixiang felt that his head was even thicker, as if he was wearing a helmet of thousands of pounds. He himself had to look at the ground, and he couldn't face anyone's gaze, not a glance. He's forcing his brain to think of something that has nothing to do with it, to distract him.

When I think back to being at home, I was so confident, arrogant, and proud.

But here, it's different, with Zhang Fan's fierce rival, or that he is not his opponent at all, what makes him feel even more humiliating is that he didn't get serious at all, but with a casual attitude, he beat himself down without mercy.

Zhang Fan couldn't bear this scene, but he didn't know how to comfort him, in fact, Zhang Fan never regarded him as an enemy.

Zhang Fan at this time alone knew that this Feng Naixiang in front of him, whether he wanted it or not, he had already regarded himself as an enemy, an enemy, and an enemy who had to be destroyed.

He couldn't undo it, but there was nothing he could do but be indifferent. He began to regret it, regretted his actions today, regretted that he shouldn't have been against him everywhere.

"I was wrong, wrong... Is it? The sound resounded over and over again, repeating itself in his brain.

In fact, when Zhang Fan knocked Feng Naixiang to the ground, some people left one after another, after all, the results of a game were known, and there was no need to stay.

Of course, rumors and rumors are indispensable in the future, and in the past week, or a month, the main topic of the academy must occupy the mainstream.

The former young genius, with a lot of money, challenged Zhang Fan to duel, lost the first game, and the second and third ...... Until today's seventh game, it was hyped that Zhang Fan would win today, but the ending was the same as the previous games.

When he decided not to have any discussions with Feng Naixiang in the future, but can things really go as Zhang Fan wants? The news made Zhang Fan panic, Feng Naixiang died, and it was the body found the day after the duel with him.

His death was caused by a flying knife, and after investigation, it was the flying knife used by Zhang Fan.

So early in the morning, Zhang Fan was taken away by police officers.

This is the first time he has walked on the street for so many years, quietly looking at the crowd of people who came to catch the market, he was envious, the first time he envied that it was better to be an ordinary person, "plain, it seems that there is nothing bad about it......"

The surrounding masses were inevitably scared and uneasy when they saw the case-handling personnel. So they avoided it.

Zhang Fan is also a well-known person in the Academy of Magic, and there are noisy voices around him, "I can't imagine it, the principal of the magic school has just been banned on the front foot, and his nephew has also been arrested on the back foot..............."

"Who's to say it isn't?"

All kinds of mocking voices, chirping in the crowd, appeared.

"What's the matter, let's hurry up."

"It's just grinding."

The two men who escorted Zhang Fan said disgustedly.

Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, Zhang Fan, who stood at the top in the past, was actually judged by these people...... It's really funny, sad, and lamentable, if he didn't want justice, how could Zhang Fan be bullied and pointed at by these people..............................

Evening.........

Zhang Fan was pressed in the dungeon,

"I didn't expect that my dignified captain of the Shadow Clan would be framed, and in this place where birds don't, who else, I'll ask who else." Zhang Fan roared, he was angry, he had been crowned a genius since he was a child, how could he endure such a shame, "I don't even bother to ask, it seems that someone has already taken care of all this, just waiting for the day when I, the backstabber, will be executed..."

How could they not know Zhang Fan's skills, not only was this cell specially made for Zhang Fan, but just in case, the outside of the cell was also covered with dozens of elite soldiers, three layers inside and three layers outside, there were half a hundred people, not only that, but also ten archers were arranged at the entrance of the prison, which was a deadly crime, and Zhang Fan would not evacuate before he died.

This situation seems to be not only to prevent Zhang Fan from escaping, but also to guard against plotting individuals to intercept the prison.

Zhang Fan, who is in prison, is in a hurry, if he doesn't escape, his grievances will no longer be cleared, and he will lose a small life in vain.

"Oh my God, who's messing with me? I know it, and I won't let him go. Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said,

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die........."

In the early hours of the morning, Zhang Fan was lying on the sour floor, with some grass on the mat, which was left over from the previous person's stay.

There was still feces hidden in it, and when Zhang Fan turned over, he happened to lie down, sticky, and when he reached out to wipe the feces on his back, a foul smell came to his face.

"Vomit...... Ou ......" Zhang Fan retched, closed his eyes and rubbed on the ground beside him, he held his breath, his eyes did not look, trying to imagine that this was something else, and the stomach would be calmer.

When he didn't wipe it much, Zhang Fan left cautiously, and his eyes didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all, for fear that he would dip it in that disgusting and bad thing.

At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and with the sensitivity of Zhang Fan's ears, he would naturally tell that this was the sound of the crowd falling to the ground collectively, but who was the fall? Zhang Fan had an ominous premonition, but he thought it was a sense of security, an unusual contradiction, and it seemed to be between the two.