Chapter: 862
Nearly twenty burly men, holding sticks, led by the man in black, rushed forward like wild horses that had run wild.
In front of the wine table, Ye Fan, who was originally drinking tea in peace, glanced at the corner of his mouth, and his expression suddenly changed.
The next moment, there was only a whoosh.
Ye Fan's body was like a phantom, and in an instant, he appeared in a flash.
He kicked fiercely, but with lightning speed, he kicked forward. Where Ye Fan's leg pointed, it was the leader of these people, the extremely arrogant man in black.
What?
"Why so fast?"
The man in black was shocked immediately, but Ye Fan's speed was seriously beyond his expectation.
The man in black was shocked and couldn't care less, he smashed the iron rod at Ye Fan's head fiercely.
Boom~
There was only a loud noise, and the sticks and feet collided.
Who would have thought that the iron rod in the man's hand would snap at the sound.
Moreover, after Ye Fan kicked off the iron rod of the man in black, his momentum remained undiminished, and he turned around and kicked straight at the man in black's chest.
Boom~
There was another loud noise, and under Ye Fan's explosive kick, the man in black screamed, and the next moment, his body weighing several hundred kilograms flew out like a shell.
Huge force engulfed the body of the man in black, and smashed through the front windshield of the van behind him with a bang, and finally flew out from the rear windshield with another bang.
The hard tempered glass was shattered into slag.
Among the countless glass shards, the man in black fell to the ground heavily, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground screaming and moaning.
"Brother!"
"Bastard, dare to hurt our elder brother?"
"Die~"
Seeing their eldest brother being kicked half to death by Ye Fan, the eyes of these burly men turned red.
They roared and howled angrily, and rushed towards Ye Fan with sticks in their hands!
That berserk momentum is like a torrential river, rolling in. It is also like thousands of troops, rushing to kill.
It's just that Ye Fan is the only one who wants to behead the thousands of troops!
"Brother Ye Fan, hide quickly~"
Seeing such a scene, Lu Wenjing who was behind her shouted in fright, and she shed tears immediately because of worry.
"It looks like it's coming to an end~"
Brother Long and the others at the side shook their heads and sneered when they saw such a scene. While watching, he found a place to sit down, poured himself a glass of wine, and just watched the end of this farce from afar.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands! JrNovels.com
In front of the wine table, Ye Fan, who was originally drinking tea in peace, glanced at the corner of his mouth, and his expression suddenly changed.
The next moment, there was only a whoosh.
Ye Fan's body was like a phantom, and in an instant, he appeared in a flash.
He kicked fiercely, but with lightning speed, he kicked forward. Where Ye Fan's leg pointed, it was the leader of these people, the extremely arrogant man in black.
What?
"Why so fast?"
The man in black was shocked immediately, but Ye Fan's speed was seriously beyond his expectation.
The man in black was shocked and couldn't care less, he smashed the iron rod at Ye Fan's head fiercely.
Boom~
There was only a loud noise, and the sticks and feet collided.
Who would have thought that the iron rod in the man's hand would snap at the sound.
Moreover, after Ye Fan kicked off the iron rod of the man in black, his momentum remained undiminished, and he turned around and kicked straight at the man in black's chest.
Boom~
There was another loud noise, and under Ye Fan's explosive kick, the man in black screamed, and the next moment, his body weighing several hundred kilograms flew out like a shell.
Huge force engulfed the body of the man in black, and smashed through the front windshield of the van behind him with a bang, and finally flew out from the rear windshield with another bang.
The hard tempered glass was shattered into slag.
Among the countless glass shards, the man in black fell to the ground heavily, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground screaming and moaning.
"Brother!"
"Bastard, dare to hurt our elder brother?"
"Die~"
Seeing their eldest brother being kicked half to death by Ye Fan, the eyes of these burly men turned red.
They roared and howled angrily, and rushed towards Ye Fan with sticks in their hands!
That berserk momentum is like a torrential river, rolling in. It is also like thousands of troops, rushing to kill.
It's just that Ye Fan is the only one who wants to behead the thousands of troops!
"Brother Ye Fan, hide quickly~"
Seeing such a scene, Lu Wenjing who was behind her shouted in fright, and she shed tears immediately because of worry.
"It looks like it's coming to an end~"
Brother Long and the others at the side shook their heads and sneered when they saw such a scene. While watching, he found a place to sit down, poured himself a glass of wine, and just watched the end of this farce from afar.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands! JrNovels.com
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