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Chapter 21 Figures

What? Several gangsters were stunned, and then the gangster leader said in a silence: "Damn it, I'm looking for death! Brothers, fuck this kid to death, I want him to watch us do good deeds!"

Several gangsters whistled and headed towards Chen Fan with a ferocious face.

Alas! The girl sighed, hope followed by despair, despair was hope, but at this moment, she became desperate again.

This young man looks so thin, how could he beat these gangsters? If he delayed some time, he might be able to save himself, but now, the situation is worse.

"Ah!" But before she could think too much, she heard a scream. She looked up and was stunned for a moment.

I saw Chen Fan, under the siege of several gangsters, looked calm, as if he was picking it up at will, and punched the gangsters with one punch.

"The strength has increased a lot."

“The speed has improved.”

“The response is faster.”

While fighting, Chen Fan muttered and felt his own changes.

The gangsters collapsed. The young man seemed to be weak, but he easily defeated the four or five people on his side.

And I couldn't even run away. I originally wanted to take the girl to this dead end to do something, but now it has become my own cage.

The most terrifying thing was that they found that the boy didn't care about him at all and was always muttering something there. He and others were purely his sandbags.

On the side, the girl looked at Chen Fan's figure like a god and demon, her cherry lips slightly opened and she couldn't speak.

"Plop."

After a while, several gangsters couldn't stand it anymore. They knelt on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, kept kowtowing, and wailing: "Good man, please spare us!"

If you don’t give in, you may not even have the chance to give in.

The gangster leader was beaten the most, and his whole face became a pig's head. Now he has the desire to die.

Chen Fan glanced at them lightly, thought for a while, suddenly his body flashed in front of several people, and he put his feet under their crotch several times, and then he heard a series of crisp sounds.

"Aowu!" Several shrill screams resounded throughout the night sky, and several gangsters lay on the ground with their bodies bowed, trembling all over their bodies in pain.

Chen Fan didn't even look at them, and clapped his hands and wanted to leave.

"Oh, please...who are you?" At this moment, the girl shouted.

Chen Fan looked at her and his eyes flashed. Under the light, the girl's snow-white skin exuded a luster, and her beautiful face was still shocked at this moment. Her black hair was a little messy and her shoulders were disguised, but it made her look more hazy.

It's really beautiful, no wonder these gangsters had a bad intention, Chen Fan thought of it secretly.

However, he was not prepared to do anything, and he disappeared into the darkness with a flash of figure.

"Hey!" The girl was shocked and ran forward a few steps, but there could be no more than Chen Fan's figure.

"I just left like this!" she said with some regret.

Of course, those boys want to say a few more words to themselves. If they have such a chance to save the beauty, they will probably be crazy. However, after saving him, they seem to be not caring about it at all, and they don’t even give him the chance to treat him to a meal.

And from beginning to end, she knew nothing about Chen Fan except a vague figure.

...

When he got home, Chen Fan accompanied his cousin and his two of them to watch TV and went to the room to practice.

In the following days, life was very peaceful. Chen Fan occasionally went to school to attend classes, but spent most of his time practicing.

As time passed, Chen Fan became ordinary again on campus. Many things in the information age were prosperous for a while, and then returned to peace. In addition, Chen Fan was low-key, so everyone gradually forgot about him.

Chen Fan was happy to see this happen. He didn't want to be troubled, so no one looked for him and was leisurely.

Of course, Nie Bingchen is an exception. Under her constant entanglement, Chen Fan gave her some advice on her skills, making her feel like she was a treasure.

That morning, when he went to morning exercise, he was slightly surprised because the old man in Tang suit and the girl in windbreaker he had met before came today.

However, the old man in Tang suit seemed very weak and pale, no longer as rosy as last time. The girl in the windbreaker looked at him with worry.

"Is the old man injured?" Chen Fan walked over and asked.

The old man in Tang suit waved his hand, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face: "The old injury has relapsed, and he has been sick for many years."

The girl in the windbreaker looked at Chen Fan, but this time she didn't argue with him again.

Chen Fan looked at him carefully and said, "Did the old man's injury occur during boxing practice?"

"How do you know?" The old man in Tang suit was shocked and then smiled bitterly: "I saw that my friend's boxing skills were wonderful that day, and I had a lot of insights. After I got home, I wanted to improve my boxing skills, but I didn't expect that it caused an old injury, which made me backfire."

Chen Fan smiled slightly and said, "Fisting is natural, and each boxing technique has its own unique features. If you forcefully combine two sets of boxing techniques, there are indeed many variables."

"Young friend's experience makes me feel so sad." said the old man in Tang suit, and suddenly he was shocked and coughed, his face turned pale a little.

"Grandpa." Ye Ziqing, a girl in the windbreaker, shouted worriedly, constantly slapping the back of the old man in Tang suit.

Chen Fan hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you please let me see your illness?"

"You?" The old man in Tang suit and the girl in windbreaker raised his head at the same time and looked at him in confusion.

Chen Fan smiled faintly and said, "I have learned some medical skills before, and I may be able to help the old man."

Hearing his words, the old man in Tang suit suddenly flashed in his eyes, but then he shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have been sick for more than 30 years and have invited countless famous doctors to see him, but they are all helpless. It is really not a common disease!"

He has been suffering from this disease for many years. If he can be cured, he will be willing to bear it no matter how much the price it costs. Unfortunately, I don’t know how many times I tried it, and every time I have the greater the hope and the greater the disappointment.

Although Chen Fan has quite accomplished martial arts, he does not think that medical knowledge is more powerful than those in the medical field of Taishan Beidou.

Ye Ziqing sighed when she heard him say this. She was very heartbroken by the disease over the years, but she had no choice.

However, as soon as she finished her voice, she heard Chen Fan say calmly: "The old man's illness is damaged by his vitality, and of course ordinary medical skills cannot be cured."

Yuanqi? The two were stunned. This was the first time they heard that Ye Ziqing looked at Chen Fan with shiny eyes and asked expectantly: "Can you cure this Yuanqi disease?"

Chen Fan shook his head, "No now."

well!

Both of them sighed, their faces a little bitter. That's right, the boy may know the cause of the disease, but it will definitely not be easy to treat it.

But then, Chen Fan's voice continued: "But if you can find the medicine you need, I will be able to cure it. Now, at most, it will help you to ease it.
Chapter completed!
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