As soon as Allen finished speaking, Yang Fan saw a few big and thick men coming out from behind some buildings beside him.

Some of them are tattooed on their bodies, are covered with holes of all sizes, and have various weapons with metallic luster.

Everyone smiled in the direction of Yang Fan, as if he dared to take a step forward, and they would ask him to see how he beat him up and look for teeth all over the ground.

Yang Fan's eyes were filled with a fierce and disdainful light, and he said contemptuously: "You dare to be arrogant in front of me."

Yang Fan gave Alan a heavy punch with his backhand. He wailed and collapsed to the ground with a scream. He could no longer stand up.

A man with a shaved head stood out from behind, walked slowly to a place closer to Yang Fan, spit out a thick phlegm at him and said, "Boy, I think you are tired of living, even mine."

Brothers dare to touch it."

Yang Fan just glanced at him with a slanted eyes and said, "If you know the truth, get out of here quickly, otherwise I wouldn't just kill Alan, that's that simple."

Listening to Yang Fan's arrogant words, the bald little brother looked at Yang Fan and became more contemptuous.

He hummed, followed behind the bald head, took his weapon, and shouted at Yang Fan with contempt: "I'll go! I'm still a silk sir, hum."

The younger brothers next to them also agreed and said, "Yes, yes, you don't have to do it now. We can easily teach him a lesson!"

After saying that, they all held the weapons in their hands, shaking and smiling, moving towards Yang Fan with a grim smile.

All Yang Fan's thoughts at this time were on Tian Qianqian, and he didn't want to listen to their discussions. What to do? He just wanted to fight quickly and ruin all these shameless guys here.

Yang Fan also believed that such a gang would never do anything good.

He kicked him again, and Alan, who was half dead beside him, shook his head, moved his neck and said, "Okay, since you all want to die, let's go together."

Such words undoubtedly angered the group of people. Their lungs were about to explode. The man holding a beer bottle in his hand threw it towards Yang Fan without saying a word.

Yang Fan tilted his head and the bottle hit the wall behind him. The glass slag fell all over the ground, and most of it fell on Allen.

Yang Fan said with a grin and said, "Okay, since that's the case, if someone is willing to kneel in front of me now and beg me to forgive you, I might be able to save your life, otherwise..."

Before Yang Fan could finish his words, he was interrupted by the group of desperate little brothers and scolded: "Bah! I didn't expect you to be quite shameless. You are afraid that you can't beat us, don't worry, we will definitely be

I will leave you a complete body."

After cursing, the little brother walked to the bald man, and asked softly, saying, "Boss, let me teach you a lesson first, this ignorant boy."

The bald man also sneered at Yang Fan very much. He had seen many of them with a stubborn mouth and pretending, but he had never seen anyone as capable as Yang Fan.

Moreover, Yang Fan was very thin and had almost no meat. He looked like bean sprouts and was so weak that he looked weak. Moreover, they always looked down on Silk people, and always thought that Silk people were the same as before.

The bald head was like a head, and his nostrils were snorted in the direction of Yang Fan, and said to the younger brother next to him: "Go, don't lose our face, let him see, not everyone can mess with you casually

."

The younger brother agreed, then walked to Yang Fan with the crowbar in his hand. He smiled. He said in the tone that Yang Fan had just said to him, "How is it, boy, if you kneel on the ground now, give me the

We kowtow and admit our mistakes. Maybe we can prevent you from dying too ugly."

Yang Fan didn't even look at him, and then he swept his legs. The man was swept directly by Yang Fan and sat on the ground.

He stared at his dead fish eyes, pointed at Yang Fan with trembling hands, and said, "I really give you a face. I dare to make small moves in front of your father."

Yang Fan looked at him, put his hands in his pocket and said, "It's such a joke. Where did you get the face? You dare to speak like this. You are really not afraid of being struck by lightning!"

The man held the weapon in his hand and grabbed it directly, hitting Yang Fan's head.

He took action quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and it was obvious that he was angry with Yang Fan.

Yang Fan just reached out and grabbed the weapon firmly. Yang Fan raised his foot and kicked him.

The bald man looked at the man who volunteered to say that he wanted to beat Yang Fan to the point of urination. At this time, he collapsed on the ground and couldn't even say something, and he felt furious.

This is not only a loss of face for one's own people, but also a loss of face for their envious people in front of a Silk Man. It is unbearable for a scholar to be tolerated!

The bald man also rolled up his sleeves, trying to teach Yang Fan a lesson, trying to compete with him and save the face he had just lost.

When the younger brothers next to him saw that their boss was angry, this was awesome. What's more, the person who just passed by was too cheap. Even after seeing it, they couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

So they also walked to the bald man and said gritting their teeth, "Brother, let's go up and teach him a lesson, give him some good looks, and that person just now was really bad, he was just beating you.

Face, let him see how powerful we are."

The bald man was angry at this time. They also gave him a step and saved some face for him. He nodded in agreement and did not forget to remind him viciously: "You guys come on for me,

Don't live."

As soon as he said that, the brothers behind him each held the guys in his hands and shouted in the direction of Yang Fan like a mad dog, as if they wanted to overwhelm Yang Fan from their momentum.

How many people came here, but who was Yang Fan? He had seen any scene. What are the people in front of him who only knows three-legged cat skills?

"I will give you one last chance, kneel down and kowtow to apologize." The bald man, with a sarcastic sneer on the corner of his mouth, raised his head and said to Yang Fan: "I see how long can you be arrogant for you kid?

."

Yang Fan's face had become very gloomy at this time. He looked at the bald head in front of him coldly and said viciously. "Very good, you have a chance."

Yang Fan gently twisted his neck and made a sound of acne. He walked step by step towards the bald head.

A few people stood in front of him and said, "If you want to touch our boss, please ask us if we agree first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few people rushed up, with a ferocious expression and ran towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan sneered and looked at the fist flying in front of him.

In Yang Fan's eyes, the movements of these people were like slow motion, and they were presented in his eyes that he could easily avoid it without any effort.

After flashing, Yang Fan avoided it, and quickly punched the man in the side rib.

At the same time, Yang Fan's movements were also free. He kicked his foot and kicked the other person with one kick.

Yang Fan rotated one hundred and eighty degrees with his right foot as the center, and hit the last person with a very fast speed.

At this point, the three people rushing towards Yang Fan either fell to the ground and said a sound, or rolled on the ground and screamed wildly.

The bald man was also very shocked when he saw this scene. He thought that Yang Fan was so cruel and cruel, and he had any pity.

Before seeing Yang Fan take action, even when Yang Fan and his first little brother, the bald man felt that Yang Fan had just had some skills, but he didn't think that he was capable of doing anything else with him.

The brothers compete.

No matter what, my younger brothers have been with me for a while and have always experienced some fighting and killing things, but now when I came to Yang Fan, I was a little scared when I saw it.
Chapter completed!