In the Crown Hotel, Zhang Fan watched the stars at night, pinched his fingers, and said.

"Tonight, I'm afraid it's not peaceful!"

"Sir, what's wrong?" the monk packed his luggage and saw Zhang Fan shaking his head, then asked.

"Nothing, it's just that we might still want to stay here for a few days. Zhang Fan sat down and said.

"Do I need to take my luggage out again?"

"No, contact Shi Buyi, just say that we will go to him in two days. ”

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. When the monk opened the door, it was the cleaning aunt who did the room, she took an envelope and handed it to the monk, saying that someone asked her to hand it over to a person named Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took the envelope from the monk's hand and opened it to take a look.

Two fingers were exposed, as well as a photograph.

When Zhang Fan saw that photo, his eyes instantly became cold.

"You guys, you're playing with fire!"

Zhang Fan's tone suddenly became extremely cold. The aura on his body also began to change drastically.

The monk only felt that the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower, so low that he couldn't bear it.

The fish tanks placed on the coffee table began to freeze and click.

This kind of monk seems to have fallen into an ice hole, and there is a creepy feeling that he once had it. That was when Zhang Fan's second aunt was slapped by a boy who didn't know whether to live or die in the capital.

The monk knew that Zhang Fan was angry. Zhang Fan was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Flip through the photo, and behind the photo, there is an address.

Zhang Fan then put his hand behind his back, and then walked out silently. Seeing this, the monk hurriedly followed Zhang Fan.

Soon, Zhang Fan took the monk to the destination. A warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

But at the moment, the warehouse is empty.

"Fake?" the monk asked, perhaps giving them a fake address.

"No, they should be afraid that we will call the police and move temporarily. ”

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, there was applause not far away. Immediately after that, all the headlights of the warehouse suddenly turned on.

"Papapa, yes, Zhang Fan, quite upright, and quite acquainted, I didn't call the police. ”

At this moment, a group of people came out of the depths of the warehouse, and the leader was Wu Xu.

"Call the police? Why should I make trouble for myself. After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and an invisible energy enveloped the entire warehouse.

"People were behind them, inside the door on the left, and they took him to the hospital first. ”

Zhang Fan said this to the monk.

When the monk heard this, he immediately responded, "Yes, sir!"

After speaking, the monk walked towards the opposite side step by step.

"You want to save people, kill them for me. That Wu Xu gave an order, and the little gangsters he invited picked up the watermelon knife and slashed towards the monk.

The funny thing is that these guys have no idea what a terrible existence their opponent is.

The monk is a fierce beast, a fierce beast belonging to Zhang Fan.

"Get out!"

The monk also learned Zhang Fan's 'roll' formula. A roar, although it did not have Zhang Fan's incomparably powerful energy explosion, but its voice was full of energy, like a loud bell, more like a tiger roaring, and a lion roaring.

That monk is like Zhang Fei, a fierce man on the slope of Nagasaka.

A rolling word, like thunder, exploded in the minds of those little thugs. All the thugs were dizzy on the spot and turned into soft feet.

Timid, frightened. He spat green water and poured it on the ground.

The bold are no better. I was so frightened that I was incontinent and urinated all over the place.

And Wu Xu and Sun Yang Yue Peng were even more dumbfounded, trembling physically and mentally, and watched the monk walking towards them in horror.

They found that their legs could not move. It's not that they're imprisoned, it's that they don't even have the power to move.

It seems that half of the brain cells have been scared to death, and even the nerves that control the movement of the feet have disappeared.

Seeing the monk walking in front of them, the three guys were even more covered with cold sweat, their mouths and tongues were dry, and they were extremely nervous.

How can there be such a terrible guy in this world. Is this monk still human?

"It's over, will I die? I don't want to die, Mom!" That Wu Xu, shouting at his mother at the moment, was afraid of death.

However, the monk didn't take him seriously at all. He walked calmly between Wu Xu and the others, and then walked directly into the lounge on the left side of the warehouse.

Inside, I found Liu Hao, who had been tortured.

The monk picked up Liu Hao, who was covered in blood, and then walked out of the room, walking between the three again, but no one dared to stop him.

"Mouse, suffer. Zhang Fan looked at Liu Hao, who was lying on the monk's back, dying, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

"I'm sorry Boss, they threatened me with Sisi. ”

Liu Hao saw Zhang Fan, and he was also very guilty in his heart. He blamed himself for betraying Zhang Fan.

"Don't say it, I'm late. Monk, take him to the hospital, and leave the rest to me. ”

After hearing this, the monk took Liu Hao on his back and hurriedly ran to the hospital.

Then, only Zhang Fan was left in the warehouse.

"Zhang, Zhang Fan, what do you want to do?" Sun Yang and the others looked at Zhang Fan who was alone, but they didn't have the courage to resist.

The main reason is that the shock brought to them by the monks is too great, it really scares them out, so that they don't even have the courage to resist.

Zhang Fan heard Sun Yang's timid voice and shook his head slightly.

"Classmates, get out!" Zhang Fan also remembered a little friendship of classmates, and decided to let Sun Yang and Yue Peng go.

"Hmph, I see who dares to leave today. Are there any panting children? There are still panting children, so I will get up for Lao Tzu, and now that monk is gone, there is only one Zhang Fan left, what are you afraid of?"

Then Wu Xu didn't give up. In his opinion, the monk was a very powerful helper invited by Zhang Fan.

Now that the helpers are gone, what are they afraid of?

However, this guy didn't think at all that Zhang Fan dared to stay alone, how could he be afraid of them.

The thugs, who were still sapient, got up from the ground one by one.

"Add an extra 1,000 to each of you, and arrest Zhang Fan, a bastard, for Lao Tzu. ”

These people were all invited by Wu Xu with money, and money can make ghosts grind, so as long as they add money, these gangsters are the best tools.

When those little thugs heard that each of them was adding a thousand more, their morale instantly soared.

"Catch him. ”

They lifted the steel pipe cutter again and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

"Do you think I'm a better bully than a monk?"

"Get out!"

Just when the dozen or so people were about to rush in front of Zhang Fan, they once again said the word 'roll' and slammed the audience.

This time, it's no longer a tiger, it's a dragon.

Zhang Fan's rolling trick is not comparable to that of a monk.

With this rolling word, everyone was heartbroken, bleeding, and their bodies were weak and fell to the ground.