Fan Xiwen's words made the thug even more angry, the so-called clay man is angry, not to mention a hooligan who has been wandering on the street? So no matter what the other party's identity is, the thug decided to teach him a good lesson.

"Childe, you are unreasonable, let the little one teach you a lesson instead of your house." The thug said viciously, and at the same time, the guy in his hand was not slow, the long knife had been drawn, and the thug was ready to fight quickly.

"Cut, are you brain-dead?" Fan Xiwen said disdainfully, and at the same time, he suddenly pulled out a long sword in his hand. I don't know where this kid came from. "I still want Young Master Ben to teach you a lesson for your family."

As soon as he saw Fan Xiwen take out the guy, the thugs knew that something bad was going to happen. This man in a fancy costume is obviously prepared, so what is his purpose? The thug felt as if he had been calculated by this fancy man.

But now that both sides have shown their guys, there is absolutely no reason to retreat, otherwise the one who falls must be the one who retreats.

"Yikes." As soon as the thug lifted the long knife, he slashed at Fan Xiwen and slashed straight down. Fan Xiwen saw that the thug's move still had a little momentum, but he didn't know what the thug's strength was, so he didn't dodge the wave of his right hand, and the long sword stabbed at the blade of the long knife in the thug's hand.

"Hmph, you're underestimating me." Facing Fan Xiwen's almost contemptuous sword move, the thug snorted coldly. The hand holding the handle rotates the handle with force, and the direction of the blade changes. Fan Xiwen's sword stabbed past, and what was ushered in was the impact of the blade when it changed direction.

"Sting." The two sharp objects rubbed against each other, resulting in a cacophony of sounds. The weapons of the two men were not of the same level, so there was no violent collision, and then there was a crack in the blade of the thug.

This is the difference between good and bad weapons, and seeing this result, the thugs are also ready to run away. Now he has important things to do, and he must save his life. His eyes kept rolling, and the thugs kept looking for an opportunity to escape.

"What? If you can't win, you want to run? I tell you, if you don't teach your parents a lesson today, you don't want to leave. Fan Xiwen saw the thug's eyes scurrying, and immediately knew what he wanted to do, so Fan Xiwen said loudly, and inadvertently blocked the thug's retreat.

"Childe, you and I have no grievances in the past, and no enemies today, why do you want to find small trouble." couldn't beat people, so the thug had to whisper again, but his desire to escape was not broken.

"Young Master Ben said, as long as you honestly explain what you did just now, Young Master Ben will let you go." Facing the thug's low voice, Fan Xiwen seemed to feel that he had gone too far, so he planned to let the thug live.

"Childe, the little one didn't do anything just now." The thug said helplessly, I didn't expect it to be honest.

"Hmph." Fan Xiwen listened to the thug's words and snorted coldly again. Then he appeared in front of the thug in a flash, "Smack." "A direct slap in the face of the thug.

"I must have done something bad when I saw your whereabouts. Young Master Ben was kind enough to give you a chance to repent, but you didn't repent. You say, should I fight? Fan Xiwen's words immediately attracted the echo of the surrounding people.

After doing it for a long time, it turned out that this kid was a thief, and he also brought it in broad daylight, either a thief or a hooligan. So the people thought so in their hearts, but they forgot that the man in the fancy costume who fought with the thief also had a weapon, and it was better than the thief's weapon.

The thug slapped Fan Xiwen, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, hitting someone's face is stepping on a person's dignity, what did the ancients love the most? Face. But now he was trampled on the ground by Fan Xiwen, if the situation was not stronger than people, it is estimated that this thug would have already used his knife desperately.

However, Fan Xiwen's flash rushed in front of the thug to give the thug a chance to escape. Although he was slapped in the face, the thug seized this opportunity and turned around and ran. This speed is definitely not much faster than Fan Xiwen's speed before, and the statement that a crisis can stimulate the potential in the human body has been perfectly verified here.

"Cut, you guy turned out to be a thief." Fan Xiwen said disdainfully again, even if the speed of the thug is fast. With a casual wave of his right hand, something came out of his hand and smashed on the thug's heel in a daze.

"Bang." The thug's left foot hurt, and he made a swing, and then the man tried to tilt to the left and fell to the ground.

Before the thug could wake up, Fan Xiwen's evil smile appeared in the thug's eyes again.

"Boy, do you really think that the people of Qunfang Pavilion are easy to bully? Be careful, now that the uncle has something important to do, it's best to let the uncle and me go, otherwise you will regret it. "The thug did not get up again because the ankle of his left foot was presumably broken. Now he was full of anxiety, so he had no choice but to move the name of Qunfang Pavilion out, hoping that the other party could let it go for the sake of Qunfang Pavilion's face.

"Hehe, today Ben Shao must do the right thing for heaven. You don't say that Qunfang Pavilion is okay, but as soon as you say that Qunfang Pavilion is young, you have to clean you up. Fan Xiwen completely took the thug's words as air, and stepped on the thug's back to prevent him from escaping again.

After all, this brick, Fan Xiwen's body is just such a piece, and the next time the thug runs again, he will only use a sword. But Fan Xiwen didn't want to kill people, so he had to be wronged.

Not far from where Fan Xiwen bullied the thugs, a red umbrella was being propped up. Under the umbrella, a charming woman was staring at her. At this time, it happened that Fan Xiwen stepped on the thug's back, and then those words also reached the woman's ears.

"Hmph, this disciple is actually this kind of person, isn't it just that someone else publicized the fact that you entered the land of fireworks? It's really shameless to come to find some trouble with subordinates. The woman said angrily, and after saying that, the woman turned and left.

If Fan Xiwen's spirit was not so focused on the thug's body, he would definitely recognize this woman, who was the eldest lady of the Chen Mansion.

It turned out that the eldest lady followed her to Qunfang Pavilion after listening to what the housekeeper said, wanting to find out. Who knew that as soon as he came, he saw Fan Xiwen's feet on the thug's back, so there was no need to say anything.

The misunderstanding deepened again, and all of Fan Xiwen's images were trampled on by this foot.

However, at this time, our Lord Le'an Ling is still living an addiction to stepping on people, and he doesn't know that his image has been completely ruined. In other words, the crime of Dengzi and the crime of visiting the Qinglou and drinking flower wine were confirmed in vain.