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As soon as Han Wu was free, he immediately jumped away, maintaining a boxing posture and constantly jumping.

Jiang Xiaofan stood with his hands in his hands, not caring about Han Wu's movements at all.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofan didn't take himself seriously, Han Wu couldn't help but be angry, and immediately quickly stepped forward, waved his fists, and smashed his fierce and domineering fists into Jiang Xiaofan's face one after another.

Jiang Xiaofan was not surprised, shaking his head while retreating, dodging the heavy punch inadvertently, still standing with his hands down, calmly and comfortably.

"Drink!" Han Wu shouted, his right fist slashed, and his powerful fist swept towards Jiang Xiaofan's head with the sound of breaking through the air.

Jiang Xiaofan had already retreated to the staircase wall at this time, and one step back was the stairs, only to see him stabilize his figure, raise his left hand into a fist, and block Han Wu's heavy punch with an elbow.

Without hesitation, Han Wu continued to blast out his left fist, hitting Jiang Xiaofan in the face. Jiang Xiaofan dodged his fist on the side of his head. There was a loud bang, and Han Wu's fist slammed against the wall, and the entire building shook a little.

Jiang Xiaofan's right fist was accumulating in his waist, and he slammed into Han Wu's chest with a punch. Han Wu reacted quickly, and immediately blocked with his right fist, and forcibly blocked the blow with his arm bone, and the left fist he pulled back turned into two fingers, which went straight into Jiang Xiaofan's eyes.

Seeing such a vicious move, Jiang Xiaofan snorted coldly, and his left hand came first, grabbing Han Wu's wrist and making it impossible for him to enter.

Han Wu changed his move in an instant, raised his right foot slightly, and suddenly kicked Jiang Xiaofan's calf bone.

Jiang Xiaofan knew his move, jumped up, his knees slammed against Han Wu's stomach, his feet stepped on the wall, and with a kick, he instantly turned over Han Wu's head, Han Wu's hand that had been grabbed was almost like a hundred and eighty degrees back, and the violent tearing pain made him can't help but cry out in pain.

Jiang Xiaofan, who was unforgiving, didn't care about Han Wu's pain, his body fell suddenly, and Han Wu's body, which was restrained, shook, and he almost squatted. Jiang Xiaofan flew up and kicked Han Wu's thigh suddenly.

Bang, bang, Han Wu's whole body slammed against the wall, his nose was blue and his face was swollen. Han Wu was also very good, and after breaking off the clamps, he quickly turned around and moved sideways, facing Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan stood calmly, standing with his right hand on his shoulder, his left hand stretched out, his palm upward, and his four fingers bent twice, the meaning was obvious!

Han Wu took two deep breaths, suppressed the pain, and at the same time adjusted his state, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole person's momentum suddenly increased, like a vicious beast breaking free from its cage, revealing its mouth full of fangs hideously.

Han Wu put on an offensive and defensive fist, flashed left and right and stepped forward, and the wind and rain punch was frantically output, carrying the momentum of Wanjun, the fist broke through the air, and smashed into Jiang Xiaofan's head with a head.

Jiang Xiaofan was not in a hurry, retreated again and again, kept turning sideways, and flashed a stormy fist.

Han Wu's fists kept swinging, banging, banging, banging, and constantly slamming against the walls, railings, and windows. The walls were dented, the railings were broken, and the windows were broken. However, no matter how fierce he was like a tiger, he never effectively hit Jiang Xiaofan. Jiang Xiaofan slid left and right like a loach, and from time to time he came to block, but he simply dissolved the ferocious and abnormal fist momentum easily and calmly.

"Ahh

Jiang Xiaofan chuckled, half-squatted on the ground, and swept Han Wu down. At the moment when Han Wugang fell to the ground, Jiang Xiaofan jumped forward and stepped out.

Han Wu fell to the ground for a moment, knowing that something was wrong, he rolled over, moved to the side, and then supported the ground with both palms, and bounced up in an instant. After bounced up, taking advantage of Jiang Xiaofan's footfall, he quickly approached, spit out the letter with a poisonous snake, and slammed into Jiang Xiaofan's armpit in a cunning and brutal manner.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't turn sideways, and raised his hand to smash his elbow on Han Wu's arm.

Han Wu was overjoyed when he saw this, this move was false, and the real killing move was behind! Han Wu quickly displaced, and instantly turned sideways behind Jiang Xiaofan, and with one move the black tiger digging out his heart, the heavy punch hit Jiang Xiaofan's back door.

Han Wu was overjoyed in his heart, the power of this punch was almost a thousand catties, even if it was a cow, it could hit it, not to mention Jiang Xiaofan's small fragile body!

However, the reality is contrary to imagination. Jiang Xiaofan didn't move, An Ruo Taishan, and sighed slightly, "This is your strength, it's so disappointing to me!"

Han Wu was horrified, the person in front of him was unharmed, was it a monster? Han Wu didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, the storm fist blasted out one after another, bang

"Have you fought enough? You don't have a chance!" Jiang Xiaofan said indifferently, the momentum on his body exploded, and the heavy aura like a mountain instantly suppressed Han Wu. Han Wu was shocked to find that he couldn't move, and even his breathing was a lot heavier!

Jiang Xiaofan's left fist slammed back, seemingly a light punch, but in Han Wu's eyes, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he watched the heavy punch hit his left chest, but he couldn't make any defensive posture.

Bang! There was a loud bang, and Han Wu flew in response. Bang, there was another sound, and Han Wu's whole person hit the wall, recessed in the wall, and couldn't fall for a long time, and was in a coma.

Seeing everything incredible in front of them, the three members of the Pan family were shocked and stunned, all of them opened their mouths wide and stayed blank. The strongest person in the Blue Dragon Gang was knocked down by Jiang Xiaofan with a punch, who else can defeat the killing god in front of him now?

"Is there anyone else? give you a chance, hurry up and call out all the people who can fight, otherwise you won't have a chance!" Jiang Xiaofan patted the corner of his clothes disdainfully, and shook his hand in disgust like swatting a fly to death.

"You, you!" Pan Hu stretched out a finger and pointed at Jiang Xiaofan in horror, but he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

Jiang Xiaofan flew forward, grabbed Pan Hu's finger, and bent down. "I hate it when people point fingers at me!"

Pan Hu was in pain, his body was half-bent, cold sweat broke out on his face, and he wanted to withdraw his fingers, but he found that he seemed to be clamped by a large iron tong, and he couldn't move at all!

"Hmph!" Jiang Xiaofan slammed down, directly knocked Pan Hu to the ground, and stepped on Pan Hu's face. "The Blue Dragon Gang is so many, it's so disappointing to me!"

"Less, spare your life!" Pan Hu lay on the ground, feeling the intimate contact between the soles of his shoes and the floor, and he was terrified in his heart, begging for mercy again and again. I have to say that Pan Hu, as a gang boss, knows how to bend and stretch, and he is justifiably sparing his life at this moment.

"Spare my life?" Jiang Xiaofan sneered and said coldly: "Who said at that time that the light of rice grains would dare to compete with Haoyue? If I lose this rice grain, won't you want to destroy me with Haoyue? Now you are begging me for mercy?"

"Dad!"

"Husband!"

Pan Guowei and Liu Xiulian woke up from their shock, and when they saw Pan Hu being stopped on the ground, they shouted in panic.

"Shut up!" Jiang Xiaofan shouted violently, his cold eyes swept over, and an invisible murderous aura spread out.

Feeling the boundless murderous aura, the two of them were shocked and trembled.

"Shaoxia spare my life! I am willing to give you everything! I just ask you to spare our family of three!" Feeling Jiang Xiaofan's strong killing intent, Pan Hu couldn't care about his dignity and begged bitterly. "It's my fault! I'm the rice grain, and the young hero is Haoyue! Ask the young man to let us go like farts, killing us will only stain the young man's hands!"

(End of chapter)

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