Zhenxi, Zhou's family!

A middle-aged man who looked eight points like Zhou Fugui, but was fatter than him, looked at Zeng Wenzhong, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and couldn't help frowning with a Sichuan character, this person was Zhou Fugui's father, Zhou An'an.

"Who is it that forced Lao Zeng to use the "Wood God Fire"? Zhou An'an suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a cold voice.

Behind Zhou An'an, there were three men wearing gray household clothes with their heads down, among which the man in the middle bowed slightly and said: "Back to the master, Steward Zeng found that a thief appeared in Zhou's house before, and then immediately chased out, both of them were very fast, and when we looked for the traces they left and found the location, we found that Steward Zeng had fainted on the grass!" ”

"So, you didn't find anything?" Zhou An'an looked back at the three of them.

The three of them couldn't help but tremble, but they still whispered, "Yes! ”

"It's all rubbish!" Zhou An'an glared at the three of them and scolded angrily.

The three of them didn't dare to make a sound!

"Ahem......"

At this moment, there was a coughing sound behind him, Zhou An'an quickly turned around, helped Zeng Wenzhong up, and kept moving his hand on the latter a few times, and then asked, "Old Zeng, what happened?" What about wealth? ”

Zeng Wenzhong tried to open his eyes and saw Zhou An'an, "Old ...... Sir, ...... Go to the Hunters' Union, wealth is in danger......" As soon as he said this, Zeng Wenzhong spat out blood and fainted again.

Zhou An'an gently put Zeng Wenzhong flat, put a pill in the latter's mouth, then stood up, and said to himself angrily: "I want to see who it is who dares to go against my Zhou family!" After speaking, he ordered one person to take care of Zeng Wenzhong, and led the two out of Zhou's house.

At the same time, the three Fang Chen, who were pressed by the car, were seriously injured, and then joined Zhang Chaofan to the side, and they could come over to mend the knife at any time, and the situation seemed precarious.

"Hey, three little guys, you can't play now!" Zhang Chaofan smiled, and with a little foot under his feet, the whole person jumped high, and finally landed heavily on the car.

Because Zhou Fugui was the fattest, he was pressed under the car and received the heaviest impact, blood continued to spill out of his mouth, and the whole person had fallen into a coma.

"Rich, rich!" Fang Chen shouted twice in a row, but he didn't get a response from Zhou Fugui.

"Ouch, this is not good, the eldest young master said that the little fat man wants to live, he shouldn't be playing to death now," Zhang Chaofan jumped out of the car and stretched out his hand to probe Zhou Fugui, "It's okay, it's just that I'm unconscious!" ”

Hearing Zhang Chaofan's words, Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, completely forgetting his current situation.

"Fang Chen, you still have the heart to worry about others, so as not to have too many dreams at night, now you better die." Zhang Chaofan kicked Fang Chen's head.

Seeing this, An Wenmin next to her struggled to push away the car on her body, but she felt that she couldn't exert any strength in her body, and she couldn't bear to close her eyes in desperation, as if she was afraid of seeing Fang Chen's head kicked.

"Ah......" Zhang Chaofan suddenly screamed.

An Wenmin opened her eyes and found that Fang Chen was biting Zhang Chaofan's calf.

Zhang Chaofan hurriedly withdrew his leg in pain, and when he stepped aside, he found that his calf was bleeding, and when he looked closely, he was bitten off a small piece of flesh by Fang Chen.

"Phew," Fang Chen spit out the flesh with Zhang Chaofan's trouser legs, "The rat meat is really unpalatable!" ”

"Fang Chen, you are looking for death!" As soon as he heard this, Zhang Chaofan exploded, quickly took out a medicine bottle from his body, sprinkled some powder on the wound, and the bleeding was stopped immediately.

"I'm tired of hearing what you say, and I'm still alive and well...... Eh, what kind of medicine do you have, it seems to be pretty good! Fang Chen looked unimpressed, but the qi of his whole body was secretly running in his body.

"Humph!" Zhang Chaofan seemed to endure his anger, bandaged his wound briefly, and then walked to the top of Fang Chen's head, "Fang Chen, if you still dare to win, I will smash your mouth first, and then divide your five horses into corpses, so as to vent the hatred in my heart!" As he spoke, he raised his palm and slapped it at Fang Chen.

"Cloud Flip Palm!"

At this moment, Fang Chen suddenly roared angrily, followed by lightning from the bottom of the car with his palm, and quickly met Zhang Chaofan's clapping hand, and at the same time generated a powerful air flow on Fang Chen's body, instantly lifting the car and An Wenmin beside him to the side.

Zhang Chaofan didn't expect that Fang Chen still had any strength left, and the palm he slapped was less than one-tenth of the usual force, normally, it was enough to slap someone's mouth, but in the face of this sudden change, it was too late for him to remedy it.

Syllable!

A pair of palms, Zhang Chaofan's entire arm seemed to fly out without any resistance, but this was not over, followed by the more powerful qi palm of the Cloud Turning Palm, which completely enveloped the latter, and finally without warning, Zhang Chaofan was slapped and flew dozens of meters away, fell heavily to the ground, and after spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he struggled several times and failed to get up.

After making this palm, Fang Chen's whole body collapsed, lying on the ground gasping for breath, almost unable to move.

When An Wenmin saw it, she hurriedly turned over and got up, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in her expression, she decisively pulled out the red ribbon, activated the last remaining bit of qi in her body, walked in front of Zhang Chaofan, and prepared to end the other party's life.

"Stop it all, whoever moves me will kill her!"

An Wenmin instinctively paused when she heard the voice, but on the other side, this sudden voice made Fang Chen struggle to turn over and sit up, and when she saw Pan Xiaoli not far away being hijacked by Wang Kun with a knife across her neck, she immediately glared and threatened, "Wang Kun, you are looking for death!" ”

"Fang Chen, save me!" Pan Xiaoli looked at Fang Chen with teary eyes.

"Xiaoli, don't be afraid, with me, he won't dare to touch you!" Fang Chen tried to comfort Pan Xiaoli, and tried to get up, but he couldn't lift the slightest strength.

"Haha, Fang Chen, you're very powerful, even my rats can't beat you, now you get up and move me to try?" Wang Kun smiled cruelly, and his expression turned cold in an instant, "Fang Chen, let me tell you, this matter is not over today, you first destroy your dantian, otherwise I will let your girlfriend die now!" ”

As he spoke, Wang Kun brought the knife edge closer to Pan Xiaoli's neck, and even a little shade red mark had appeared.

"Don't!" Fang Chen opened his mouth to stop it, then looked at the position of his dantian and slowly raised his hand.

"Fang Chen, don't, you forgot that you still owe me a favor, you have broken your own dantian now, how can you repay me a favor?" An Wenmin opened her mouth and shouted, and wrapped the red ribbon around Zhang Chaofan's neck.

"But ......" Fang Chen stopped his hand in the air and glanced left and right, looking a little embarrassed.

"Dead fatty, if you dare to move, I will kill this stinky rat of yours!" An Wenmin lifted Zhang Chaofan up and threatened Wang Kun.

"This ......" Wang Kun seemed to hesitate, and after a moment of silence, he looked at An Wenmin, "Otherwise, we will exchange hostages with each other, do you think?" ”

An Wenmin looked at Fang Chen and found that the other party was looking at her expectantly, then she nodded, and then saw Wang Kun let go of the knife, and she threw Zhang Chaofan over.

"Fang Chen!"

Pan Xiaoli cried and called Fang Chen, and threw herself directly into the other party's arms.

Seeing the two hugging each other, An Wenmin felt a little melancholy in her heart, and then laughed at herself, "What am I thinking about?" After that, she shook her head violently, and then set her eyes on Wang Kun, beware of the other party's sudden attack.

Fang Chen gently stroked Pan Xiaoli's back, and kept comforting: "It's okay, it's okay......"

As soon as he said this, Fang Chen's expression suddenly froze, and he pushed Pan Xiaoli away in disbelief, stretched out his hand to cover his dantian position, but blood couldn't stop flowing out, and Pan Xiaoli, who retreated to the side, was still holding a bloody knife in her hand, and there was still a pitiful look on her cold face.

Fang Chen looked at Pan Xiaoli in a daze, as if he had forgotten his injury, and only after a long time did he spit out three words, "Why?" ”

"No why? The Wang family needs you to die, and I am already a member of the Wang family! Pan Xiaoli glanced at Fang Chen coldly and said categorically.

Hearing Pan Xiaoli's words, Fang Chen was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the injury was quite serious, his eyes were black, and he fainted directly.

"Fang Chen!"

When An Wenmin found out all this, she was still some distance away, and after shouting, she ran and danced the red silk ribbon and pumped towards Pan Xiaoli, but unfortunately she was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and the speed was far from before, plus now Pan Xiaoli seemed to have made great progress in cultivation, and finally easily dodged.

"Get that fat man on the ground back for me, big brother is still useful!" Wang Kun instructed on the side.

When Pan Xiaoli heard this, she was about to step forward, when a man wearing a bull's head suddenly came to Wang Kun's side, "Little young master, there is a master of the psychic realm coming here, let's go quickly, if we don't leave, it's too late." After speaking, he took Zhang Chaofan from Wang Kun's hand, and directly threw it on his shoulder like throwing a sack.

"Xiaoli, leave that fat man alone, let's go!" Wang Kun greeted Pan Xiaoli, turned around and ran towards an alley with the man in the bull head mask.

Pan Xiaoli glanced at Zhou Fugui on the ground, and then at An Wenmin, who was guarding Fang Chen's side, and also turned around and chased after him quickly.

Seeing a few people leaving, An Wenmin barely took a breath, suddenly relaxed, and the whole person sat on the ground, without any image of the goddess of the Hundred Flowers List.

At this moment, a loud and domineering voice came from a distance, "Who dares to touch my son's ......" (to be continued)