Since Lin Zifeng found out that the Li family was coming, he decided not to go out, but to stay at home and concentrate on cultivation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, Lin Fan couldn't stay.

He often goes out to play, which makes Lin Zifeng a headache, but there is no way, he can't restrict Lin Fan's freedom, so he can only let him play.

Of course, such a danger is still very great, and soon, Lin Fan was targeted, and followed him all the way to his residence, Lin Zifeng immediately felt it, he immediately concealed his breath, and the person who followed Lin Fan saw that only Lin Fan was there, so he directly broke into his house.

"Lin Fan, let's die!" An old man jumped out, followed by ten people, all holding big axes, all of them with bad intentions and fierce momentum.

Lin Fan was a little confused, he didn't notice being followed at all, it was so normal all the way, at least he felt so.

What made him even more chilling was that Lin Zifeng was actually gone, no matter how he sensed it, he didn't find any trace of Lin Zifeng, and Lin Fan was a little panicked.

"You, who are you?" Lin Fan deliberately delayed time.

"Who are we, Master Lin, we belong to the Li family, you killed my eldest son, do you still want to run?" the old man said angrily.

"What eldest prince, I didn't kill it, don't slander me, it's not right!" Lin Fan pointed to the old man's nose and said confidently.

When the old man heard this, he was a little angry.

"If you didn't kill it, who else could it be?" The old man pointed the sword in his hand at Lin Fan, Lin Fan was shocked and stood still.

"Is this something to say, don't move your hands and feet?" Lin Fan was obviously trembling when he spoke.

"You guy, you can't help but kill my eldest son, and also divide his body, it's really cruel, cruel!" The old man was angry, he must kill Lin Fan today.

"Why are you still stunned, tie up this kid Lin Fan for me, I want him to taste the pain of being divided!" The old man gave an order, and the rest of the people surrounded Lin Fan tightly.

"Don't mess around!" Lin Fan tried to threaten.

But it didn't work, the old man still had a cold face, there was anger on his face, and the green tendons on his hands were bulging, obviously he hated Lin Fan to the extreme, and he wanted to kill him immediately.

In his moment of despair, a man took out a rope and tied him all over his body, and he had to untie it for a day or two.

That's a lot of rope!

Lin Fan spat hatefully at the old man, but the old man didn't think so, raised his sword, and was about to cut off Lin Fan's arm.

"Slow, slow, slow!" Lin Fan's voice was a little desperate.

The old man stopped his sword.

"Do you have any last words?"

"I have a question to ask!" Lin Fan continued.

"What's the problem?" the old man simply put down his sword.

"That's, that, uh, let me think about it!" Lin Fan explained.

"You're fooling me. "The old man was really angry.

"No, no, I just forgot, forgot for the time being, is your rope expensive?"

Lin Fan couldn't help but shake his head.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about this, let's die!" said the old man and raised his sword again.

"You, you, you'll die if you wait first!" Lin Fan was also unhappy, was he in such a hurry to kill him?

"Why should I wait for you?" the old man was a little impatient, and simply gave his sword to the man next to him, who picked it up and weighed it.

"This sword is too light, I'd better use an axe!"

The old man glared at him fiercely.

"I told you to take it!" he coughed, clearly angry.

The man had no choice but to hold the sword and obediently shut his mouth.

The old man looked Lin Fan up and down, and then punched Lin Fan in the stomach.

Lin Fan's punch was not light, and in an instant, there was a sharp pain in his stomach, and he couldn't stop crying out in pain.

"I can't stand this punch, tut!" The old man shook his head, obviously disdainful of Lin Fan.

When Lin Fan heard this, he felt that his face was damaged, and he held back the pain, with a far-fetched smile on his face.

"I, no, it's nothing!" Lin Fan continued to say stiffly.

The old man smiled.

"And I'll punch you again?"

"Don't, don't. Lin Fan began to shake his head again.

"That's not up to you!" The old man looked at his fist, and another punch was thrown on Lin Fan's stomach, Lin Fan only felt that his stomach hurt abnormally, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his mouth, which happened to spray on the old man's face.

The old man's face was pale, and the others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and they were uncomfortable.

The old man immediately took the sword from the man's hand, and it seemed that he was really angry, and the others became serious.

"You old thief, you're very ruthless!" Lin Fan sarcastically mocked the old man, which made the old man even more angry.

"Do you want to have your leg cut off first, or your hand?" said the old man.

"Well, I don't want to be cut at all!" Lin Fan said indifferently, isn't it the same everywhere he cuts?

Then cut off your hand first, and the old man will cut it when he finishes speaking.

"You, you, slow, slow, my brother is here!" Lin Fan closed his eyes and said hurriedly.

The old man really stopped, after all, he didn't dare to underestimate Lin Zifeng's strength.

But no matter how much he sensed it, it didn't help.

"You fool me!" The old man went up and slapped Lin Fan for a moment, and his nose bleeded out.

Lin Fan looked at the old man in a daze.

"What, I'm not convinced!" one of the monks stepped forward and pushed Lin Fan, but Lin Fan stood like a log, without saying anything.

"Scared stupid!" the monk shrugged and said to the side.

"It's a little timid. ”

"Or is it the genius of the Lin family?"

"yes, yes, it's not as good as my dog!"

"Hahahaha

The rest of the monks began to humiliate Lin Fan, and Lin Fan was most concerned about getting out of danger at this time, for him, reputation was really not that important.

"Quiet!" the old man was annoyed by the noise of the noise, he had wasted so much time here that it was impossible to spend any longer.

"One of you, each of you!" the old man waved his hand and turned away.

"Haole!" everyone said in unison, and raised the axe as they said play, Lin Fan took advantage of the situation and fell down, rolled to the side, everyone smashed a big hole on the floor, and when they saw Lin Fan running, they raised the axe and continued to chase.

Lin Fan was rolling around on the ground, and those people just couldn't hit him.

The old man turned around at this time, and when he saw this scene, his face was not very good, and he pointed at the person who was cutting Lin Fan and scolded.

"Waste, waste, a bunch of waste. He stomped his foot as he spoke.

The others were still quietly chasing Lin Fan around, the things in the house had been seen to a pulp, and they couldn't tell what it looked like at all, and Lin Fan was rolling on the ground intact at this time.