"You can't even beat a waiter, what else do I want you to do?" Lin Zhengxiong was so angry, he was simply embarrassed!

"It's even worthy of letting me go out in person, so that you can die and understand!" Lin Zhengxiong said to Qin Fan, obviously not taking him seriously.

As he spoke, Lin Zhengxiong began to pull up the sleeves of his tunic.

Qin Fan sneered, staring at Lin Zhengxiong with a determined gaze, without the slightest hint of fear.

Do you think you can defeat me by going out yourself? Qin Fan's tone was indifferent, and his voice revealed a sense of determination and disdain.

Lin Zhengxiong's face changed suddenly, he didn't expect Qin Fan to be so arrogant.

Lin Zhengxiong's heart burned with anger, and he decided to use his strongest strength to beat Qin Fan to ashes.

After all, he is the head of Yanjing, and this weight is not something that a waiter can discuss!

Then it's up to you to see how good you are! Lin Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and said.

As he spoke, he took a big stride and greeted Qin Fan.

With each step, his momentum grew stronger and stronger, as if an invisible force had pushed him to the top.

Qin Fan felt that the momentum on Lin Zhengxiong's body was getting stronger and stronger, but the expression on his face did not waver in the slightest.

Equanimity.

Their eyes met, like two electric currents colliding together, bursting into a spark.

Lin Zhengxiong's fists were extremely fast, and each punch carried unimaginable power.

His fist wind roared, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch, as if he was going to knock Qin Fan down in an instant.

Qin Fan's feet moved, and his body flexibly dodged Lin Zhengxiong's fist, and at the same time, his fist also met it.

His punches were extremely powerful, and each punch carried endless power, smashing towards Lin Zhengxiong like a raging storm.

Lin Zhengxiong felt the tremendous power of Qin Fan's fist, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, a hint of surprise on his face.

He didn't expect that Qin Fan really had some kung fu on his body.

Arrogant! Lin Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and said.

He rushed towards Qin Fan again, his fist smashing into Qin Fan like lightning, each punch containing endless power.

Qin Fan didn't flinch, his fist danced like a storm, smashing hard at Lin Zhengxiong.

Rubbish! Lin Zhengxiong said angrily.

He took a big step again and rushed towards Qin Fan. His fists are swift and swift, and each punch contains the power to destroy everything.

The expression on Qin Fan's face did not waver in the slightest, and he faced Lin Zhengxiong's attack, showing his true strength.

The fierce battle continued, and the eyes of the bodyguards were glued to the duel, and they were all stunned.

And Lin Mu clenched her fists tightly, unbelievable!

She never thought that an outsider would have such a strong strength to be able to compete with Lin Zhengxiong.

How is this possible!

She looked at Qin Fan's appearance and age, and felt that she must have seen a ghost, otherwise how could this happen.

How could a young man have such strength!

And also an ordinary waiter!

Lin Zhengxiong's strength is very strong, his fist is domineering, and the force of each punch in front of him is enough to shatter the steel, but it was easily defused by Qin Fan.

The shock in Mother Lin's heart was indescribable, her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

She has always thought that her father-in-law Lin Zhengxiong is an invincible existence, whether in Yanjing or in the business world, he is invincible. But now, he was so easily defused by an ordinary waiter.

Qin Fan stood in place, the momentum on his body gradually sublimated, like a fierce beast that was proud of the group.

His gaze is cold and unforgiving, as if he can see through everything and find out every weakness of his opponent.

Lin Zhengxiong felt the terrifying pressure emanating from Qin Fan's body, and his face became solemn.

"There are two brushes." Lin Zhengxiong had to face up to the young man in front of him. "But it's not enough to see!"

He gritted his teeth and let out a roar, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and his fist slammed into Qin Fan.

Qin Fan's body flexibly flashed Lin Zhengxiong's fist, his figure was like a bolt of lightning, his pace moved rapidly, and appeared behind Lin Zhengxiong. He spun around sharply and punched Lin Zhengxiong.

Even if you are the head of Yanjing, it doesn't mean that you can bargain in front of me. Qin Fan said coldly.

Even if you are the head of Yanjing, it doesn't mean that you can bargain in front of me. Qin Fan said coldly.

His voice carried a cold majesty, like a sharp sword piercing people's hearts.

Lin Zhengxiong gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of anger and frustration, he never thought that an ordinary waiter would be so powerful and able to easily compete with him.

He took a big step again, and his fist smashed into Qin Fan like a sharp blade. But Qin Fan's body was extremely agile, he jumped lightly, jumped over Lin Zhengxiong's fist, and appeared behind Lin Zhengxiong again.

Do you think this will bring me down? Qin Fan sneered, his voice full of mockery and disdain.

Lin Zhengxiong's face became more solemn, and he understood that he had encountered a real strong enemy.

He no longer attacked as violently as before, but began to be vigilant, looking for Qin Fan's flaws.

Qin Fan's gaze swept around, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and everywhere he looked, all the bodyguards felt a chill.

They couldn't help but take a step back, not daring to come closer.

Mother Lin clenched her fists, and the shock in her heart was indescribable.

At this moment, witnessing the duel between Qin Fan and Lin Zhengxiong with his own eyes, he still felt unbelievable.

Could it be that he is the legendary martial arts master? Mother Lin was full of doubts in her heart.

Qin Fan smiled, his fists danced like a storm, and each punch contained endless power.

His punches are extremely powerful, and every punch can easily crush Hayashi's attack.

Lin Zhengxiong felt a sense of powerlessness, his fists gradually weakened, and his breathing became rapid.

After all, age is there, it's okay to fight quickly, and a war of attrition is still not good for his body.

Who are you! Lin Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and said.

Can't beat me and ask me who am I? Qin Fan sneered, his eyes full of coldness and mockery.

He unceremoniously launched a fierce offensive, each punch as if it was about to crush Lin Zhengxiong.

Lin Zhengxiong tried his best to resist desperately.

Qin Fan's fist smashed into Lin Zhengxiong's chest, and he felt pain.

His body jerked back and stood on his feet.

The expression on his face gradually became cold, and there was a hint of disdain and mockery in his eyes.

Is this what you're capable of? Qin Fan said coldly, with a hint of mockery in his voice.

Lin Zhengxiong's face became even more ugly, and he felt that his dignity had been greatly challenged.

As the head of Yanjing, he has never been so despised.